Blest Sunday: Love and Acceptance
(Mommy rolls up to the kitchen counter to make breakfast for Dezi and Raena. Dezi sits and watches from a perch on the brown cat tree. Raena comes zooming up the hall, around the corner and leaps onto the top of the stroller. Mommy starts singing one of her many made up breakfast songs and Raena jumps down and runs over to rub against mommy’s legs. And she spots her new favorite prey toy. Raena grabs the toy and begins her hunt, catch, kill routine, while mommy finishes preparing the brekky plates.)
Me sees you found your new favorite prey toy Raena.
I’s sure did sissy. I’s so blest to have such long arms. I’s even found mines second favorite prey toy too.
(Raena tosses the toy in the air and catches it and runs down the hall and back to the kitchen. She drops the toy, bats it around a bit until it gets pushed under the refrigerator. She then lays down and stretches her arm under the fridge and feels around for her “prey”. She tries to flatten herself out enough to see under the fridge. Chortling happily, her arm emerges with the prey toy attached to her claws and she grabs it up in her mouth and tosses it in the air again and again.
Mommy finally announces breakfast is ready and turns to make her a cup of coffee. Dezi runs to the living room with Raena following suit. Halfway there, Raena turns and goes back to the kitchen to wait on mommy. Mommy puts the plates in her lap and heads to the living room. Raena saunters slowly in front of mommy, tail held high, while Dezi watches from the edge of the living room. Mommy puts both plates down and rubs each girls chin and tells them how much she loves them and heads back to the kitchen to get her coffee. Both girls follow mommy until she’s safely seated and sipping coffee. Then they settle in to eat. After eating a bit, the girls settle in for their first after breakfast bath and chat)
You know Raena, we are very blest. We are so loved that we sometimes take things for granted. Y, We couldn’t ‘magine not havin’ a great brekky every meownin’. Me never gets tired of hearin’ mommy sing; but me’s never given a thought to what it might be like to not have a mommy who happily makes our meals everyday. You know, we joked ‘bout you hunting, ketching and killing your brekky the other day; but there are kitties out there that really do have to do that.
Ignore mommy’s leg. She got a little over excited with self tanner
in the foto editing app. MOL
Yeah sissy. I’s wouldn’t wanna have to live like that. It makes me so sad to think that some kitties don’t know the love and security of havin’ a furever home, a furever mommy, or wonderful furever furiends. Y, Just this past week, mommy got a box from one of those furever furiends that you made befur I’s was even born. I’s been really blest to have been accepted by all of your furiends. Now, they be mines furiends too.
Oh Raena, sis Lexi and me always said we had the bestest furiends in the universe. No matter what, they are there to luv and support us. When we furst got our catputer, we never could have ‘magined there was so many pawsum peeps in the world. And you’re right, they accepted you and luv you just like they do me. We can’t begin to fank you all enuff. You all mean so much to us.
Hey, sissy. did you see what was in that last box mommy got? Ya’ know with everything that’s been goin’ on with her, she’s been feelin’ kinda down. So much of what’s wrong can’t be fixed. And it looks like it might be quite a while befur she can get her teeth pains fixed, so she’s just been feelin’ a little blue. She says getting’ old sure ain’t fun. Anyways, awnty Anonymous sent mommy some henna so she could cover up those gray hairs that have been takin’ over her head fur.
Yep Raena, me saw it. It seems kinda silly, but sometimes it’s the small silly things that can make you feel better. It’s been quite some time since mommy was able to afford to cover her gray furs, so lots of time she just doesn’t even look in the mirror. She gave up on that husband findin’ years ago, and says we luv her no matter the color of her hair furs, so she just didn’t worry ‘bout it. But she’s pawfully glad she can now fix it. You’ve never seen it, but just wait. She looks so funny walkin’ ‘round with mud in her hair. But let me tell ya’, stand way back, or you’ll end up with red furs. Me knows from experience. Me had a red dot on mes head when me was a kitten. Like you, me had to be right up under mommy and in to everythin’ she did, and some of that mud got on me just long enuff to change mes fur color.
Really sissy? Well what ifin I’s wanna look like mommy and have red furs?
Raena, you’re so silly. You be bootyful just the way you are. And natural or not, henna ain’t good fur kitties.
Aaaaaaaaaw Fanky fanks sissy. I’s think you be bootyful too.
Fank you Raena. And fank you to awnty Cindy, and awnty Anonymous fur sendin’ mommy some goodies. And fank you all fur bein’ our furiends. We wanna remind anypawdy that be innerested, we do have the fundraiser to help mommy get her dental work done. You can donate directly to paypal with our email address: email@example.com or click here fur the fundraiser. Fank you awnty Cindy, awnty Gretel, awnty Jan and awnty Vonda. Every little bit gets us closer to our goal. We also purreciate all the shares and purrayers.
‘Member to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your life.
Well, half mines face is missin’, but you get da point. MOL
Don’t furget to check out the Kitties Blue to see all the Sunday Selfies. We’re linkin’ up, right sissy?
We are Raena. Paws crossed, we have a worker startin’ tomorrow, so mommy’s got a few things she needs to do today to get ready. We’re still bein’ cautious, so we’ll post more on this later. We’ll be by to visit as soon as we can.
Till the next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
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Posted on January 29, 2017, in Blest Sunday, Blog Hops, Cats Chat, Sunday Selfies and tagged #BlestSunday, #ChattingCats, #ChattingSisfurs, Blest, Deztinee, Gifts, RaenaBelle, Sunday Selfies, Thank Yous. Bookmark the permalink. 32 Comments.