It's spring here in Montana. That means it's kitty weather. Hunter and Pika love rooting around in the yard and generally spending more time outside. Like the rest of us I guess.
Pika, being the runt of the litter that he was, has always had something of a "perma-kitty" quality about him. Even his meow is high-pitched and like a kittens. Except...
When Pika gets stressed out his meow takes on a most mournful tone. Here he is on his recent annual visit and shots to the vet. Which by the way is just up the street so I had the little guy back home in less than 15 minutes. Perfectly healthy!
Every vet or tech that has ever worked on Pika always get a kick out of the little fur in the middle of his nose. Indeed, it is just one of many of his charming characteristics.
When you are at the Veterinarian, do you check the box "_ I treat my pets like a pet" or do you check, as I do, "_ I treat my pets like part of the family"?
These pages are dedicated to the life and daily adventures of my family, Hunter and Pika. They are brothers born on a ranch near Churchill, Montana July 26, 2003.
Since I work at home we spend a lot of time together and they have unique and crazy personalities; so there is always something adorable or exciting going on.
These are their chronicles.
The Pika Call - time he first wakes me up every morning