Daily Archives: July 19, 2017
Hey Raena, wha’cha’ doin’?
I’s checkin’ out this funny machine. Didn’t you hear it start up all by itself? It’s been doin’ that a lot lately. It starts makin’ these funny noises and then it suddenly spits out paper at ya’. Why do ya’ reckon it does that sissy?
Me’s not sure Raena, but it always does it after mommy says “The printer’s fixin’ to kick on girls.” Me thinks she means that strange machine, cuz after it spits out paper, she usually goes in there and gets it.
I’s wonder what that paper says, sissy? You know, mommy gets all beside herself when I’s try to stop it. Y, The other day, that silly machine popped open and scared me. It caught mine’s tail and wouldn’t let go.
As me recalls Raena, mommy had been tellin’ you to get down and leave it alone. Me may not unnerstand why mommy has the rules she does, but they usually purrtect us in some way. Ifin you had left it alone like mommy said to, me bets your tail wouldn’t have gotten caught.
But sissy, what fun would that be? Mommy has soooooo many rules. “Don’t get up there. Don’t touch that. Leave it alone, it’s mine.” Kittens!!! It’s like she doesn’t want us to have any fun…Ever!!!
Purrleeeeeease Raena (Dezi meows with sarcasm). We’ve got lots of toys to play with. Truth is, we don’t have that many rules. Mommy says the Don’ts are there to purrtect us and keep us safe. (Suddenly, there’s a loud noise outside and Dezi looks out the door from atop the cat tree while Raena looks out the door from her small perch. Dezi meows loudly as she takes off running towards the bedroom) Run fur your life…the lawn crew’s here!!!
Fur some reason, da food always tastes better outta sissy’s plate.
(Raena jumps down from her perch and looks around for a minute. As she saunters over to Dezi’s breakfast plate she meows) What’s all the x’citement fur sissy, they’re here every week? You’d think you’d be used to it by now. Oh well, more noms fur me. MOL (Raena meows loudly towards the bedroom) Hey sissy, why don’t we ask mommy fur some treats. We still have a bag left.
(Dezi lays at the bedroom door and meows) Yeah, sure Raena. Treats sound great. You go ahead and ask, and me will be waitin’.
Why am I’s the only one that ever has to ask fur treats sissy?
Why would me go to all that trouble of givin’ mommy “the look” and dancin’ ‘round, when me can just hang out and wait. Ifin me waits long enuff, you’ll do all the work fur me. MOL
Uh, Oh, Uh, Did me say that out loud? Uh, me just means you do a much better job at askin’ fur treats…Yeah, that’s it. You know, who could say no to your bootyful face?
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaw Fanky fank you sissy. That’s so sweet of you.
Whew (Dezi wipes her paw across her brow and meows) She bought it. That was a close one. Guess me better go with her this time. She might be askin’ fur and gettin’ treats that me’s not gettin’ sometimes. Hey Raena, are you goin’ with mommy tomorrow?
Well, I’s sure hope so. Least that’s the plan fur now. I’s hope all our furiends will keep mommy and us in their purrayers tomorrow. Mommy’s believin’ the ‘pointment’s gonna go well, and that everythin’ is gonna be okay. It’s been a long time comin’, but we can furinally see an end to it all.
Me knows mommy’s gonna feel a lot better when it’s all over. Maybe not at furst, cuz there’s gonna be more of that no nose blowin’ and Malt O Meal cereal fur a while. But that won’t last furever, and then she won’t have to worry ‘bout any more teethie infections. And, we’ll be havin’ that play date pawrty all weekend. Let’s go make sure all the toys you haven’t broken have good batteries.
Till the next time……………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses