Daily Archives: March 18, 2018
MeOW Leave me alone Raena. Me doesn’t feel good.
I’s just wanna help sissy. Do ya’ want me to write our Blest Sunday posty?
No Raena, Blest Sunday is me’s day. Me doubts you really wanna help. Me thinks you’re just nosy and wanna be in the middle of everythin’, all the time. Ifin you’re not the center of attention, you get all jealous.
That’s not true sissy. I’s luvs you. I’s just don’t unnerstand why you got so mad when mommy saw you peein’ on the floor and raced ya’ to the pawtty box room to the litter box. Why would ya’ wanna pee in the floor anyways?
It’s not like me really wants too Raena, but that nasty old pawtty box made me’s wee hurt.
Mommy says the pawtty box didn’t do it, sissy. She says it’s cuz you’re not drinkin’ enuff water. That’s why our meals have had extra au jus (juice/gravy) lately.
Me still thinks it’s the pawtty box’s fault Raena.
Well sissy, least mommy had some medicine left over from your sis Lexi. She said it was gonna make you feel all better. Well that and purrayers. What did the medicine taste like? Mommy wouldn’t give me any.
Trust me Raena, you don’t want any. It tastes yucky.
Really? Ifin it tasted so yucky why didn’t you fight with mommy ‘bout it?
Hmmmpht Haven’t you figgered out by now that mommy always wins? It’s just easier to take the medicine the furst time than to have mommy hold ya’ down and force it down your throat.
Yeah, I’s guess that’s true, sissy. At least we can have fun slidin’ ‘round on all the piddle pads mommy put down.
Me doesn’t think mommy’s too impurressed with your slidin’ games Raena. She nearly tripped over the bunched up pads in the pawtty box doorway last night.
Purrlease sissy, mommy luvs watchin’ us playin’ and havin’ fun.
Normally she does Raena, but me’s not so sure ‘bout all your slidin’. Me’s purretty sure “RaenaBelle, stop that” doesn’t mean she’s happy with what you’re doin’.
‘Course it does, sissy. Mommy says that all the time. Wait, where are ya’ goin’?
Me has to go pawtty. And me’s sure mommy would get mad ifin me went on the carpet.
Ya’ better use the pawtty box sissy. I’s will ask all our furiends ifin they could spare a purrayer fur ya’. We are so Blest to have so many peeps that luvs us. Unfurnately, it’s stormin’ and cold here again, but I’s sure mommy will take you fur a stroll in our new stroller the next time mr. Sunshine comes back. That’ll fur sure make ya’ feel better. Right sissy? Sissy? Uh Oh, I’s see mommy comin’ down the hall with that syringe full of medicine.
Ain’t no point in runnin’ and tryin’ to hide Raena. Mommy knows all the hidin’ spots. Me fur sure ‘purreciates any purrayers me can get. Sick or not, stormy or not, we are so very Blest to have so much luv. And even tho’ me knows mommy doesn’t like it when me doesn’t use the pawtty box like me should, mommy still luvs me. We’re so Blest to have had some medicine in the house and a mommy who knows what to do. And, we’re so Blest to have our new stroller. We are indeed very Blest kitties. We’d like to remind everypawdy to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the Blessings in your life. As long as you have luv in your life, you are Blest.
That’s so true, sissy. We’re also linkin’ up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies.
Till the next time…………………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses