Blest Sunday: Good Mews And Selfie Puzzles
Hurry Raena, it’s Blest Sunday and we’re runnin’ really late…as usual.
I’s comin’ sissy, I’s just wanted to ask mommy ifin she was ever gonna share the good mews with us.
Well? What’d she say Raena?
Later sissy, she said later. I’s don’t know why we have to wait. I’s can’t believe mommy could keep a secret from us. Her babies, the luvs of her life. Hmmmmpht I’s don’t like it I’s tell ya, not one bit.
Me either Raena. But, you do know mommy thinks we’re blabber mouths, don’t ya’? Mommy says we blab everythin’ to everypawdy, whether we should or not.
Well that’s not true sissy. Y, I’s didn’t tell anypawdy ‘bout you over shootin’ the pawtty box the other day and peein’ on mommy’s foot. And that was funny.
RaenaBelle!!! That’s x’actly why mommy didn’t tell us the secret good mews. (Dezi blushes) Besides, that’s not how it happened. Anyways, we have Blessings to Give Thanks fur. Fank you awnty Susan fur the green papers. They’re always ‘purreciated.
And fanky fank you awnty Cindy fur mommy’s coffee. She luvs that stuffs. Not as much as she luvs sissy and me, but she sure does drink a lot of it. ‘Specially when it’s so cold, like it is now. And…
Wait Raena, mommy says she gonna take over tell everypawdy the mews at the same time.
Thank you girls, I love both of you more than anything in this world. As most of you know, we’ve been going thru a mess with our housing situation. Unfortunately, this isn’t new. Our current manager has tried just about everything to get rid of us. We don’t know why, and even she told a lawyer, a HUD representative and her superior that she didn’t know why she didn’t like me.
Each year since she’s been the manager, I get really stressed at lease signing time. I just never know what she’s going to try to pull from year to year. She harassed me directly for years until she was told by the property owners/management company to leave me alone and not to step foot in my apartment again unless it was an actual emergency. That was about 2 years ago.
Since that time, she has continued to harass me indirectly. That culminated in her going to my doctor’s office last July and telling them what to write in a letter with regards to the over the counter meds and supplies my doctor has recommended I use for various medical conditions (I know this because my doctor’s office told me). She then used that letter to accuse me of fraud. Long story short, because I denied the accusation and validity of the letter, they let me sign a new lease and planned to use the letter to refuse to let us renew our lease after the apartment’s rehab, happening now. Knowing that, I filed a complaint and wrote a letter revoking any authority the manager had to contact anyone and requesting her harassment and discrimination against me cease and desist immediately.
Her reply was a ridiculous, “How have I harassed you in the last 2 years?” I did confront her about going to my doctor’s office and she admitted, on tape, that she had indeed done exactly what the doctor’s office told me she did. Yes, I know you’re wondering why she’s still the manager. I also know many of you are wondering why we don’t or haven’t moved. Other than the fact that it’s hard to find anyone in these parts who wants to work, especially part time for minimum wage, I don’t know why she hasn’t been fired; but she hasn’t and yes, she continues to harass me.
As for us moving, it’s not that simple. God knows I wish it was. I’m older and disabled and on a very limited income. I have an older car and medical equipment that I need due to my disability. I can no longer sleep in my car or find a job to start making money. That means, that in order to move, we have to have someone to help pack us up, a place to land while we apply for assistance, find a new place to live and pay for it all. There’s no money left over after paying bills each month, so there’s certainly no extra to cover new deposits, transfer fees, storage and moving expenses. I take regular medications, so I’ll also need at least a months supply of medicines while I try to find a new doctor. And let me tell you, that’s something I dread more than almost anything else.
Anyways, we would love to move in spite of it all, but the factors I mentioned above have kept us here. We have many times half jokingly and half serious asked if anyone had a place where we could land temporarily. But, like us, many of you have limited finances and space. Your friendship, support and words of encouragement have been the greatest Blessing the computer has ever brought to us. I honestly don’t know how we would have made it these past few years without all of you. Please know, we truly cherish your friendship and deeply love each and everyone of you. We ask God each day to Bless and keep you in His care.
So, here’s the news you’ve all been waiting for.While I was feeling overwhelmed and drowning trying to pack, file complaints, gather information required for a new lease without any notice, deal with health issues that have gotten worse due to new laws and my doctor’s unwillingness to treat me as an individual patient, a couple of our friends were talking and thinking things over. They have a spare room and have graciously offered us that safe place to land, regardless of the outcome here. I am overwhelmed but in a good way this time.
The Three Belles will be moving, just not right away. There are still things that need to be tied up here; and I want to finish this thing with the manager over last year. No one should be treated the way we’ve been treated, certainly not the elderly and disabled. We also need to downsize some and make preparations. But, the stress and worry about what could happen are gone.
To be honest, the biggest stress I faced, was for my girls. Knowing that if anything happened to me, the manager would not contact the person instructed, but rather our local pound which would have shot the girls immediately; as she did to Buddy when Mr. W passed away. This has weighed very heavy on me for years. I’m so grateful that this will soon be nothing more than an old nightmare which we have awakened from. In the meantime, we appreciate your continued prayers, friendship and love. The girls will keep you updated on all the happenings as they unfold.
Oh mommy, this is good mews.
Uh, Did I’s miss somethin’? Where are we goin’?
Who cares Raena, we’ll be gettin’ outta here. We’ll find out soon enuff ‘bout the where too. Mommy’s right ‘bout one thing tho’, all of you are the bestest thing ‘bout the innernets. We luv you all so much. Me doesn’t think we could top mommy’s Blessing today, so we’re gonna wrap it up.
Wait sissy, we don’t wanna get so x’cited we furget to link up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. And I’s gonna have to see what toys I’s wanna take with me to our new temporary ranch.
Me’s purretty sure we’re gonna take ‘em all Raena. Besides, there’s still purrlenty of time fur all that. As we do each week, we’d like to remind you to take a minute today and every day to Give Thanks fur the Blessings in your lives. Fank you all so much fur bein’ Blessings in ours. And fank you to our Angel. We can’t wait to see ya’ll. And by the way, we made a couple of new puzzles with less pieces to start with fur ya’ll. Remember, you can change the number of pieces yourselves by clicking the words “Play As” in the top right hand corner of the page. A dropdown menu will appear that let’s you make changes. Fur me’s puzzle click here and fur Raena’s here .
Till the next time……………………………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Mommy A: Black
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
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