Daily Archives: February 22, 2015
Meowllo evewypawdy hope yous stayin’ safe and warm. Weez purrayin’ fur all da poor kitties hoo be out in this cold wiffout a luvvin furever home. Meez gunna tell ya’ just why we had such a pawful day on Furiday. Sissy kuldn’t wait and blabbed a little on hers facebook page yesfurday; but she didn’t telll da whole stowry. And OMC it be sleetiin’ outside wight now. There’s posed to be 1-3 inches of ice accumulation. And then ifin dat wusn’t bad ‘nuff, weez spectin’ SNOW!!! OMC weez just want winter to go away. Cuz on top of dat nasty ice weez posed to get 1-3 inches of snow accumaulated. Dat be 2-6 inches of yuck ifin you ask me.
Anyways back to Furiday. Evewyfin’ had been goin’ gweat. Boff sis Lexi and me had been eatin’ all and me duz mean all ow noms and playin’ togedder and snugglin’ wiff mommy to keep us all warm. So we went to bed Fursday night just like always. And sumtime duwin’ da night meez tummy stawted to wumble and ache. Me got up a foo times to eat a bit of gwass, but it didn’t seem to be helpin’. Well finally me wuz able to settle in and get sum sleep wiff mommy and Lexi. And then wight afur time to get up me had to go use da pawdee box. It didn’t take long afur mommys sleepy nose smelled sumfin’ afowl in da air. She woke up and we went ‘bout ow meownin’ massages and got mommy to da pawdee box woom where she saw da pawdee box. She smelled it too, cuz me hadn’t boddered to cover it up. MOL She looked at it fwu hers half sleepy eyes and sed, “OMC If it didn’t smell so bad I’d think it was throwup.” But alas it wusn’t fwo up. Which became painfully obvious to mommy and sissy da minute me hiked meez tail up and showed them meez bloomers and legs.
Mommy sed in dat sweet and sleepy voice, “Oh sweet Dezi, I’m so sorry yous tummy hurts.” Good fing mommy kuld use hers awms and hands cuz she had to clean da pawdee box and me afur we kuld even fink ‘bout bwekky. Of course me had to grrrrrrrowl a bit and hiss a time or two while she cleaned me up. Gotta keep up appearwances you know. Alltho’ me has to tell ya’ dat those of ya’ hoo purrfur to clean yous own mess awe a little cwazy. Dat stuff stinks, and it fur sure don’t taste good. Anyways once clean, off to da kitchen we went. Mommy got sissy hers butter spoon and stawted ow bwekky when she wealized me wuz nowhere in sight. Mommy called to me and me emerged fwum wound da corner and walked over to mommy wiff meez tail up high and wubbed hers leg. Yep, yous guessed it, me needed cleanin’ again.
This went off and on all day long. Mommy only had time to answer a foo emails. And lots of times she had to take a bweak fwum typin’ ow weply to take care of me. Fank catness awnty Jennifer and gwand awnty Peggy had sent mommy sum coffee or hers might hav been mumblin’ da whole time. Finally wound 330 Caturday meownin’ after lots of purrayers and gwass and time spent in da pawdee box me stopped and wuz able to settle down and go to sleep. Caturday wuz much better. Me didn’t weally eat much Furiday, mostly cuz me kuldn’t stay outta da pawdee box long nuff, but also cuz meez tummy hurt. Me jumped up in mommys lap a time or two and let ‘er wip. No, not dat, me tooted. MOL And of course me did it when me had meez hineybo facin’ mommy. She wusn’t amused. MOL But she didn’t complain, she just hugged me and purrayed fur me. We fawt it wuz over Caturday cuz meez stools wuz no longer a wunny mess dat landed all over meez bloomers and legs. Me did hav a softy this meownin’, but nuffin’ like Furiday and meez tummy dusn’t hurt anymore.
Me is so blest to hav a mommy hoo luvs me so much dat no matter how many times me needs to be cleaned up; she will do it wiffout complainin’. Mommy did say it wuz iwonic dat da very day we posted ‘bout how much ow mommy luvs us and why we luv hers back, meez wuld need so much of dat messy dirty luv. MOL Anudder blessin’ we got yesfurday wuz fur mommy. She found a pork chop and a kupple taters on da chair on da porch. Mommy wuz so ‘cited and made hers sum fwench fwies and baked up dat pork chop. Altho sissy and me didn’t get a bit. Mommy sed since meez tummy had been so upset just da day afur, she didn’t wanna take any chances. Hmmmph, A likely stowry.
And in udder news…what’s up wiff da blogger captchas? OMC Sum times we only hav to check da box, and sumtimes we get those hawd to wead letters and nummews, and now weez getting’ cakes and steaks and beers!!! Oh Me!! Mommy sez ifin she has to look at anudder filet mignon or NY stwip hers gunna scweam. MOL Nuffin’ like showin’ a hungwy meat eater da bestest cuts of da beef. MOL And today weez gunna be havin’ a little fun over at da Tabby Cat club and Cat Scouts wiff a Oscar pawty. Now weez not know much ‘bout this Oscar, but we did get to get all dwessed up and wide in a limo. (virtually of course) As always weez so gwateful to hav all of you in ow lives. We hav da bestest furiends and fwamily. So awe we blest? Yes, tummy ache and all, we awe so twuly blest to hav a warm and cozy furever home, a luvvin’ mommy, luvvin’ furiends and fwamily and altho’ it’s cold and gway and wet and white…anudder day to live and be togedder.
Oooops almost furgot. Weez joinin’ ow pawsum furiends over at da Cat on My Head fur sum selfies.
Till da nex time…………….Be Blest!!!