Blest Sunday: Lap Loving Is The Best
RaenaBelle, hurry up, it’s time to write our Blest Sunday posty.
I’s comin’ sissy. I’s thought I’s heard somethin’ outside.
Me’s sure you did Raena. The wind’s been blowin’ like crazy fur days now. It’s turned nasty and cold again; and Mr. sunshine ‘pawrently got lost somewhere, cuz he ain’t been ‘round since Fursday. It’s been a rough week all ‘round, what with the car actin’ up and lockin’ you and mommy inside. And, all the hurlin’ and horkin’ you and me did and that fall mommy took. Have you seen mommy’s blue eye?
Blue? I’s thought mommy had hazel eyes that turned from brown to green?
She does Raena. Me was meowin’ ‘bout that shiner the desk left behind when she smacked into it the other night. Me sure hopes that counselor lady doesn’t think somepawdy’s been beatin’ up on mommy.
Why would she think that? We’re the only ones here with her. Besides, mommy wouldn’t stand fur anypawdy abusin’ her.
‘Course not Raena, but sometimes when peeps show up with “so called” unexplained bruises, it’s cuz they’re in bad relationships. While that ain’t what’s happenin’ here, we wanna remind anypawdy who might be readin’ this, Abuse of any kind is Never okay. Speak up and get away from anypawdy who wants to hurt you. Me didn’t actually mean to go in that direction here, but it just felt like me needed to meow it. Anyways, all the yucky aside, blessings are in abundance here.
Sure ‘nuff, sissy. Furst up, all our furiends joined together to purray fur us so we’d get better. And, we did. We’ve both kept down several meals now and haven’t had a tummy rumble in days. Mommy’s migraine is easin’ up. ‘Pawrently it got really bad there fur a while. Mommy never hurls and yet, she did a couple times with this one. But, she says she’s feelin’ better now, and no more hurlin’ fur her either.
And, fanks to awnty Cindy and awnty Lene fur the green papers, we’re gettin’ the car checked next week. The battery cables had been really loose and we’re purretty sure that’s all that was wrong with the car. We’ll know fur sure next week after we see the mechanic.
We are so very blest, aren’t we sissy? I’s luvs our furiends/awnties and uncles sooooooo much.
Me too, Raena. Meowin’ of furiends, one of our long time dear furiends, Kit, from Brian and Simon’s house had to go to heaven yesfurday. She was the purretiest little girly. She had a purretty rough start in life, but, fanks to Brian’s family, she had an amazin’ middle and end of life. She was well luvved by lots of anipals and peeps.
I’s just don’t unnerstand why our furiends have to leave us sissy. It just doesn’t seem fair.
Life isn’t fair Raena, that’s why it’s so ‘purrtant to live each day to the fullest. And to tell those around you how much they mean to you every chance you get. That’s one of the reasons mommy tells us she luvs us off and on all day every day. She doesn’t wanna have any regrets.
And, that’s why we meow our luvs to our furiends all the time. There’s purrlenty of bads and sads in this world and we just want to remind everypawdy how special they are and how much we luvs ‘em.
That’s right Raena. We also wanna remind everypawdy to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the blessings in your life. Blessings are every where, we just have to stop long enuff to see ‘em.
I’s too comfy to move right now. Zzzzzzzzzz
So true sissy. We’re also linkin’ up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. We’ve had lots of luvvin’ selfies this week. We always luvs layin’ in mommy’s lap, but when it’s cold like it has been, there ain’t no better place to be.
Meowin’ of, it’s me’s turn fur some lap luvvin’. So, just get your comfy self off mommy’s lap and go lay somewhere else.
Till the next time…………………………………..Be Blest!!!
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Raena: Navy Blue
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Posted on February 11, 2018, in Blest Sunday, Blog Hops, Sunday Selfies, Thank Yous, Updates and tagged #BlestSunday, #RagdollCats, Blest, Cuddle Cat, Deztinee, Lap Cats, RaenaBelle, Sleeping Cat, Sunday Selfies, Thank Yous. Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.