Great Things Are Just Around the Bend

Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle the fearless princess. Yeah, what do ya’ think ‘bout mines new name? Ya’ know, mommy and sissy both have told ya’ll that nuffin’ scares me. And sis Dezi keeps remindin’ me that I’s the princess of the house and not the queen. I’s mean she reminds me constantly. A hiss here, and a hiss there. Some days I’s don’t think she knows any other language.

 

 Raena lays on the floor in the meatloaf position

 

          RaenaBelle!!! You better be nice, or else. 

 

Or else what, sissy? Ya’ gonna hiss at me again? 

 

     That’s enough girls. Play nice and be nice. You know the rules.

 

 Dezi lays in front of the fireplace

 

          Sorry mommy. 

 

 

Sorry mommy. I’s sorry sissy. Anyways…Fearless little old me, got purrlenty scared earlier this week. As ya’ll know, we hired a helper fur mommy. We were all excited and had high hopes fur O. There were some initial issues, but mommy says she will attempt to tolerate quite a bit to get help, ‘specially somepawdy that be good to sissy and me. Ya’ know, we be Christians and don’t use the bad words and stuff. Y, Mommy doesn’t allow folks to use ‘em in our house. She tells each applicant that comes here these things. Whatever they do on their own time and in their own homes is their business, but the 12 hours a week, 4 hours a day, they be in our house, they’re not to use bad words.

 

 

 Raena lays in mommy's lap

 I’s just gonna lay right here and purrtect mines mommy.

Might as well get some luvvin’ while I’s here. 

 

 

We’ve told ya’ many times that mommy be an old Southern Belle. She grew up in a time, when peeps, ‘specially men didn’t use bad words in front of ladies at all. And ladies fur sure didn’t use ‘em, didn’t matter ifin they were Christians or not. It was just good manners and respect. We know times have changed. Kittens, All ya’ gotta do is turn on the teevee and even the G-rated channels use words mommy doesn’t like. None the less, we’re not hiring a furiend, we’re hiring an employee, and don’t think havin’ a few rules is a bad thing. O had a real likin’ fur that F word, and seemed to think all women were female breedin’ dogs, ya’ know, the B word.

 

 Dezi bathes in front of the fireplace

Me just looks like me’s takin’ a bath. Me’s really

watchin’ over mommy. Me’s ready to pounce any minute.

 

 

O also had this thing he called a Vape cigarette. We gotta tell ya’ we’ve never seen any contraption that looked like that befur. It fur sure didn’t look like any cigarette we’ve ever seen. Anyways, we’re not sure what he was smokin’ in it cuz he always got the “nods” after takin’ a few puffs. Ifin you’re not furmiliar with that term, let me ‘splain. Pawlice/Law Enforcement types call the initial feelin’ a purrson gets when usin’ drugs, “the nods”; cuz the purrson actually drops their head as ifin they’re goin’ to sleep. They lose focus and touch with reality as the drug courses through their body. Anyways, this made mommy kinda nervous, but he was still nice to us kitties, so mommy was tryin’ to be pawsitive.

 

 

Dezi lays in front of fireplace

Then Monday rolled ‘round and he showed up and said he needed to take his kid to the doctor cuz his girlfriend was asleep. He mentioned that mommy had said she was gonna need to go to Ardmore this month, so could she just go today so he could go to his appointment. Mommy thought ‘bout it and agreed, so off they went. He dropped mommy at the door of Walmart and said he’d be back later. Now she was wishin’ she had one of us with her. Mommy was a little worried, but what was she to do? A few hours passed and furinally O showed up. He called mommy and told her to hurry, he was parked outside. Mommy gathered her things and off she went in the cold and wind to the parkin’ lot to look fur O. Back home, he sat in his truck while mommy unloaded her purrchases and then he left. Mommy was exhausted and furustrated.

 

 Raena lays in mommy's lap for loving

 

At this point mommy had just ‘bout had it. He was always on that fone, and the language just seemed to be getting’ worse. He fur sure wasn’t showin’ mommy any respect and really takin’ advantage of her good nature. The only thing he had goin’ fur him at this point was that he was nice to sis Dezi and me. When he showed up on Wednesday, he was 15 minutes late and came in the door cursin’ ‘bout his baby sitter flakin’ out on him and how he needed to text a few peeps. At this point, mommy softly said, “Ya’ know, these are things you really should take care of before you come to work.” O took a long puff on his Vape thing and looked up from his fone and said, “What?” To which mommy said, “Your calls and texts and things like that. I realize this job is in my home and therefore seems more laid back, but it is still a job. You’re not supposed to be on the phone while you’re here. You’re supposed to be focused on your job.” And that’s when I’s got scared.

 

Dezi hunches on the floor watching over mommy

Who is you yellin’ at O? Don’t be hollerin’ at mes

mommy. Me will give you da ole whacky paw.

 

O shouted curse words at mommy and furinally said he would just leave early. Tryin’ to remain calm and make the best of what seemed like a bad situation, mommy said “Then you need to clean the bathroom and take out all the trash. At least get as much done during the time you are going to be here.” A few texts and puffs later, O furinally got up and headed to the bathroom. I’s followed him. He began to bang stuffs around and then he yelled at me. I’s wasn’t doin’ nuffin’. I’s was sittin’ on the bed with sis Dezi and watchin’. ‘Course, that was it fur mommy. She might’a let him disrespect her, but she wasn’t gonna let him hurt or be mean to us. Mommy called to him and he headed up and stood behind her chair. When she asked what the problem was and why he was bein’ mean to us, he started yellin’ at mommy and cursin’. Tellin’ her that he was only doin’ this to help her out. She reminded him that this was a job and he was getting’ paid to do it, and he really got mad. Sis Dezi and me both ran to mommy’s aid. We wasn’t ‘bout to let O hurt our mommy. Needless to say, we’re without help again. Mommy says she’d rather be without help than to have to worry ‘bout us getting’ hurt.

 

Mommy says it’s such a shame that young peeps have so little respect fur their elders, or anyone fur that matter. And she was a little upset that O gets over $300.00 in food stamps by scammin’ the system, and then sells them, while she’s tryin’ to eat on $10.00. The system is so messed up it isn’t even funny. Even those of us who find the good in things and feel blest no matter what, have bad days.

 

 

 Dezi lays in mommys lap for some loving

 

          You’re right Raena, but that’s enuff bad mews. We’ve got some amazin’ posts comin’ up. Great things are just around the bend. We’ve got a review comin’ up that you won’t wanna miss. We’re luvvin’ this purroduct. Just a little teaser. MOL  Our Blogoversary is tomorrow. That’s right, we’re celebratin’ our 3rd Blogoversary. We’ll be celebratin’ with cuddles tomorrow, so come by Blest Sunday and celebrate with us. We can’t think of a better day to celebrate. And we got a great question fur our Service Cat Monday trainin’ posty. We bet there’s quite a few of ya’ out there dealin’ with this very thing. Anyways, we’re gonna wrap it up and do some cuddlin’ with mommy. 

 

 Pet Parade Blog Hop Badge

Don’t furget sissy, we’re linkin’ up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade. Here’s to a great weekend.

 

Till the next time……………………………………Be Blest!!!

Raena: Navy Blue  

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

 

Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

 

RaenaBelle and Deztinee  

About Deziz World

My name is Deztinee. I am a Ragdoll. I was born 11/1/2009. I am a service cat along with my sisfur RaenaBelle, also a Ragdoll, for our disabled human mommy. My sisfur Raena was born 4/21/2016. In March of 2016, mommy and I had to say goodbye to my mentor Alexandra (Lexi), a black tabby born 4/29/1999. This blog is about our daily life from the kitty's point of view. We were both rescued from bad situations and our mommy raised us and trained us to be service cats. I want this blog to be interactive and get to know all of you, so comment and visit often. I will also offer advice, training tips and education when possible. Copyright © 2014 - 2017 {Audra High via Deztinee High and RaenaBelle High} All Rights Reserved All personal content (story's, poetry, etc., videos and music) are the property of the human behind Deziz World, and may not be used, copied or otherwise re-published without prior written permission/consent from the author (A. High-the human behind Deziz World). We have an amazon.com wish list and a PayPal account if you would like to help/donate to us.

Posted on February 17, 2017, in Blog Hops, Cats Chat, Pet Parade, Updates and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 51 Comments.

  1. MrJackFreckles/Pipo & Minko

    OMC:(
    That young an was putting on a show when he first came to you…then when he relaxed his true colors showed up. Yikes. So sorry you had to endure so much. But best be safe.

    Our Church has a gang of volunteers who help out others in our congregation when there is needs like you have. Meals, cleanup, errands, etc. Maybe there is a church in your area that can help out like that??
    When petcretary was very sick for 16 months (10 years ago), they brought us meals, gave her rides to her appointments and so on. She got to know a lot of nice members in ways she wouldn’t have if she hadn’t been sick. One of the silver linings from that time in her life.

    We will pray that you will find the right person with the right fit who will do the job right.

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    • Fank you, and yes. He turned out to be somethin’ else. Mommy can no longer get out to go to church regularly, but even so, churches ’round here don’t do those kinda of things. Fanks fur da purrayers.

      Luv ya’

      Dezi and Raena

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  2. Izzy and Miss Juliea

    He’s getting that much in food stamps because they have a baby. And the baby’s mother doesn’t have to work for the same reason. The state gives her welfare. This new breed of humans do not think they have to work and expect everything handed to them. Then they resent it when they are forced to get a job instead of losing their child and living on the streets. It’s a bad sign all over the country. So many people, young and old, are living in tents all over our cities and towns because of drugs, mental illness (which goes along with drugs) and just plain laziness and wrong thinking about how to live and behave and get along in the world. I see the tents and mess every day.

    We are so sorry you had to deal with that young punk (hope that’s not too bad of a word -I don’t see the point in swearing either). Here’s to hoping you find someone better soon.

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  3. Well…my heart was in my throat while my mom read your post to me. I was so scared that O guy was gonna do something really scary. I wonder if some senior who needs extra cash might help your Momma. Maybe contact a senior center? Or a church. Young hoomons clearly haven’t been raised to be polite. I have you in my pawprayers for the right kind of help. Purrrs!

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    • Fanky fank ya’. We have to hire from da peeps who apply. They’re bein’ paid by da State of Oklahoma, so da State has some say in who we hire. But fanky fanks fur da purrayers. Big huggies.

      Luvs ya’

      Raena and Dezi

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  4. That is so sad about O. I was so glad your Mommy finally had a helper. I agree it is better to be without than be afraid in your own home. XO

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  5. That’s terrible. We’re sorry that happened. Ear licks

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  6. oh no… what a scary adventure… that was way toooo much to yell at you and to show such a bad behavior… and to sit in the car while your mom has to manage all things alone is a no-go. for every man who has such pasha-attitudes :o((( And I don’t want to know what was in that vape… probably not the common stuff you can order at amazon… and I’m glad it is over and he can no longer bring serious trouble to you that way… I cross my paws that you will find someone who fits to you and who will became a real help and maybe a friend… the mama still can’t accept that fact that he sat in the truck while your mama needed help… that is so cavemen-like…

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    • Fanky fank ya’. Yeah, dat truck sittin’ really bothered mommy too. It was cold and windy and she was exhausted. His job was to help mommy, but there he sat. We’ve got our paws crossed da next one will be better. Big hugs

      Luv ya’

      Dezi and Raena

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