Blest Sunday: Strollin’ And The Mystery Blogger Award
RaenaBelle, hurry up. It’s time fur our Blest Sunday posty. Mommy says the weather guessers have said it’s gonna storm; so we’ve gotta get our posty written befur the heavens start rumblin’.
I’s comin’ sissy. What’s with the stormin’ meows? I’s don’t want anymore storms. I’s thought spring was s’posed to be here?.
Yeah, well, spring or not, you know it storms here a lot.
That I’s do, sissy. That’s kind’a why I’s don’t get why you wanna run hide when you hear the furst rumble in the sky? You’d think you’d be used to it by now. After all, it’s not like you were born yesfurday.
Uh? Me thinks you’re callin’ me old Raena. And ifin you are, that’s not very nice. Besides, how many times does me have to tell ya’, me’s not hidin’. Me’s makin’ sure you and mommy are safe from any critters that might try to get in the house and hide unner the bed. Anyways, me was really happy to see mr. Sunshine come out this week. It warmed up enuff fur mommy to take us fur a few strolls.
What fun we had, right sissy? I’s luvs to go strollin’ with mommy. I’s even met a couple of the neighbor ladies. They wanted to make over me and pet me and talk ‘bout how soft mine’s fur is. I’s wasn’t real fond of all those hands comin’ at me all at once, but I’s sucked it up and let ‘em manhandle me. I’s sure mine’s beauty made their day.
Hmmmmpht Conceded much Raena?
I’s don’t even know what that means, sissy. Anyways, I’s heard all kinds of noises and even saw a herd of deer out in our woods. Did you see ‘em when you went out?
Look’it mommy, it’s the bobcat!!!
Nope Raena, me didn’t see any deer, but me did see that old bobcat we used to feed. Least me thinks it was her. She was watchin’ mommy and me from the woods. She had a purretty good hidin’ spot, we almost missed her. Unfurtunately, mommy scared her when she went fumblin’ fur the camera. Then when she tried to take a foto of that old bobcat runnin’ away, the camera slipped and all mommy got was a foto of the sun settin’. It’s actually a really nice foto, just not what mommy was tryin’ fur.
Yeah sissy, mommy’s not the greatest fotographer in the world. Least she tries. I’s guess that’s what counts. And, mommy said it was good to see the bobcat. Maybe we’ll see more of her this year. I’s not got to meet her yet.
And ifin mommy has anythin’ to say ‘bout it Raena, you won’t ever get to meet her. Mommy says she’s not like us. Even tho’ she looks furiendly, she’s a wild cat and not meant to play with us.
Really sissy? You call me wild all the time, what’s the difference?
Your wild is kitten energy Raena. Her wild means she’s not used to hangin’ with peeps and she actually kills most everythin’ she eats. X’cept those times when everypawdy ‘round here puts out food fur her. She’s kind’a like our lion and tiger cousins you watch on the teevee; pretty to look at, but not suited fur home livin’. We’re so Blest to be homey kitties and have such a pawsum home with mommy.
We are at that. It’s just too bad sissy, I’s sure wanted to meet her.
Well, maybe you’ll see her one day while you’re out strollin’ with mommy. You can wave to her, just ‘member to keep your distance. In other words, stay in the stroller where you’re safe.
I’s do feel safe in our new stroller sissy. I’s luvs the tethers. They’re strong enuff to make sure we can’t escape or get hurt, but still long enuff to let us move all ‘round and take in the view. I’s just wish the wind hadn’t been blowin’ so hard when I’s was out.
Me too, Raena. All that wind was blowin’ our winter furs all over the place. Still, it was really nice to get out and take in some furesh air. The neighbor even came out to see me. Mommy wouldn’t let me get out and walk ‘round tho’. She said the exterminator had just sprayed the yard and she didn’t want me gettin’ poison on me’s paws. It’s the furst time he’s sprayed the outside in five years. We hope that helps cut down on all the scary bugs that try to get in the house like the scorpions, spiders and fire ants.
Fleas and ticks too sissy. We fur sure don’t want any of those.
Sure ‘nuff Raena. Altho’ me’s purretty sure mommy will take care of that fur us. Anyways, we are so Blest that we got to go out fur those amazin’ strolls this past week. Me can’t wait fur more.
Me either sissy, me either. Meowin of Blessings, we wanna fanky fank uncle Pete, Timmy and the furmily fur the green papers fur somethin’ special. Mommy didn’t say what she was gonna get us yet, but she purromissed to get us somethin’ we’d really like. And fanky fanks to awnty Lene fur the green papers fur me to get a bacon burger the next time we go to Ardmore. That stinkin’ dentist office has upset mommy so much at her last few visits that we didn’t even get to stop fur a special treat. Now mommy has no x’cuse, awnty Lene said so.
You better get enuff to bring home some fur me too Raena.
I’s will sissy, don’t worry.
Me also wants to fank all of you fur bein’ our furiends. We fank God fur all of you each and every day. We wanna remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the Blessings in your lives. We’d also like to fank our sweet furiend Ali fur nominatin’ us fur the Mystery Blogger Award. Ali be a fellow Cat Scout and gawjus tabby. She doesn’t blog a lot, but you can check her out here. We think we’re s’posed to tell 3 things ‘bout us. So, nummer 1 is that we are Blest. Nummer 2, we luv all our furiends.
And nummer 3, we luvs strollin’!!! Fanky fank ya’ Ali. Anypawdy can take this award. Just link back to us and tell us 3 things ‘bout yourself. Let’s link up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies and get in some rainy day cuddles, sissy.
Till the next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
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Posted on March 25, 2018, in Awards and Honors, Blest Sunday, Cats Chat, Stroller, Sunday Selfies and tagged #BlestSunday, #ChattingCats, #RagdollCats, Blessings, Blest, Cat Stroller, Cats, Deztinee, Gen7 Jogger Stroller, Gifts, Mystery Blogger Award, Pet Stroller, RaenaBelle, Strolling, Sunday Selfies, SunSet, Thank Yous. Bookmark the permalink. 28 Comments.