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Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle.
Raena, what are you doin’?
I’s took a break from lookin’ out the door. Things are really blowin’ ‘round out there. I’s never seen anythin’ like it. Mommy says it’s cuz this is mine’s furst Spring, and there’s nuffin’ quite like Spring.
Well, that’s true. Spring brings warmer weather, wind, storms, and all kinds of new stuffs.
That warmer weather stuffs is so right, sissy. You know when mommy and me went to her ‘pointment on Monday, it was really hot out. Fank catness we had air conditionin’ in the car. Did you enjoy your alone time?
Me sure did Raena. Me napped, used the pawdee box without you stalkin’ me, played a little and, well, then me kinda missed you and mommy. Ya’ll were gone longer than me thought you’d be.
Yeah, sissy, it did take us longer than mommy had originally thought. You know, an angel, and we know she was an angel, cuz nopawdy knows her or had heard anythin’ ‘bout what she told mommy; and we haven’t been able to find her again. Mommy had called a dentist office to see ‘bout their prices and this angel told mommy to call her case worker and get them to approve her fur emergency assistance to get her teeth fixed. Mommy had never heard of such, and when she called her case worker, she hadn’t either. But eventually mommy got somepawdy that told her Medicaid would pay fur any emergency extraction deemed medically necessary with prior approval. So Monday we headed out to a dentist to see ifin any of mommy’s teeth qualify.
We was runnin’ late cuz mommy accidentally drifted off a few
hours minutes in her chair. You know, she was s’posed to stay awake all night. Anyways, I’s danced and chortled till mommy agreed to take me, and we rushed off. As soon as we got outta the complex we ended up behind this guy in a pick up truck that was swervin’ all over the road. Even tho’ it’s illegal to use those cell fones while drivin’, ‘pawrently he just couldn’t wait to chat it up with whoever. It was purretty scary, so mommy kinda just backed off and we followed him till we got to a town with a red light so we could safely get ‘round him. It wasn’t till we got to the office that mommy realized she had furgotten to bring the camera, and her x-rays. Anyways, we were the only ones in the office and the staff was really nice. They didn’t really make googly eyes over me tho’. I’s not know what was wrong with them, but at least they were nice to mommy.
Doctor Washington came in and poked ‘round in mommy’s mouth a bit and ordered a panoramic x-ray. We had to go to this room where mommy’s head disappeared into this helmet that went ‘round and ‘round her head. It was purretty cool. It was kinda like the last one she had done, but this time she was sittin’ down. Anyways, after the x-ray, Doctor Washington, said there was 6 teeths that Medicaid would pay fur. The criteria fur them payin’ is that death is immanent ifin said teeth are not removed in a timely manner. Then he told her she’d have to go to Oklahoma City to have them removed cuz no oral surgeons ‘round here take Medicaid. The appointment was made fur next Fursday the 30th. Now mommy has to find a ride. The office requires somepawdy drive mommy to her surgery ‘pointment and wait fur her to get finished.
Yeah, me knows mommy’s been a little stressed over that one, cuz we don’t have anypawdy who can take her. She’s been callin’ ‘round to all kinds of places tryin’ to hire somepawdy fur that day. Our closest furiends live down ‘round the Dallas/Ft Worth area, or Northern Oklahoma. ‘Course, me would make a shout out to ya’ll; ifin you’d be willin’ to help us out and take mommy, we fur sure would get ya’ some green papers fur your troubles.
We sure would sissy. Anyways, after the dentist visit, mommy decided to take her cans and sell ‘em. The trunk’s been full fur a couple of months now. We made a whole $15.00, so mommy treated me to some bacon. Furst, we stopped off at the Wally World to get mommy some bread and look at the treats. Mommy said they didn’t have any treats we would eat, so we left and stopped at the pet store to get a bag of somethin’. We got a new Ulta store last Christmas, well actually Ardmore got it. Anyways, we walked ‘round in there a bit too. Mommy luvs that beauty stuffs. The peeps there sure were
pushy helpful. They kept tryin’ to get mommy to buy somethin’ help mommy out. “Do you want a bag to place your items in? Can I help ya’ find somethin’?” Mommy kept tellin’ ‘em we was just lookin’, but they kept hoverin’ anyways. When mommy furinally got tired of it, we headed to the mickey D’s to get me some bacon; and headed home.
Well, wha’d ya’ think ‘bout the bacon, Raena?
I’s not sure sissy. I’s guess it’s okay, but I’s would rather stick with freeze dried chicky breasts. I’s didn’t know why we didn’t stop at the place that said chicken filets (Chick-fil-A). Anyways, it was a long day, but I’s did enjoy spendin’ time with mommy. But I’s missed you too sissy. I’s was glad to be home.
Me was glad ya’ll were home too. Me got a LumaSoothe treatment and then we had dinner and treats. Dat’s always a great way to end a day. Meowin’ of the LumaSoothe, don’t furget to head on over and enter our give away by clickin’ the Enter Here graphic below.
Fanky fanks fur the reminder sissy. Now let’s link up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur the Pet Parade and let mommy make some more calls to find her a ride. We can sure use the purrayers of our furiends, so that we can get all this worked out. Havin’ Medicaid pay fur these 6 teeths, means that mommy doesn’t need as much money to get the rest of her teethies fixed. We’d like to remind everypawdy ‘bout the fundraiser here, just in case you wanna donate and/or share. And you can always donate directly to our paypal with our email address: email@example.com.
Till the next time……………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle the fearless princess. Yeah, what do ya’ think ‘bout mines new name? Ya’ know, mommy and sissy both have told ya’ll that nuffin’ scares me. And sis Dezi keeps remindin’ me that I’s the princess of the house and not the queen. I’s mean she reminds me constantly. A hiss here, and a hiss there. Some days I’s don’t think she knows any other language.
RaenaBelle!!! You better be nice, or else.
Or else what, sissy? Ya’ gonna hiss at me again?
That’s enough girls. Play nice and be nice. You know the rules.
Sorry mommy. I’s sorry sissy. Anyways…Fearless little old me, got purrlenty scared earlier this week. As ya’ll know, we hired a helper fur mommy. We were all excited and had high hopes fur O. There were some initial issues, but mommy says she will attempt to tolerate quite a bit to get help, ‘specially somepawdy that be good to sissy and me. Ya’ know, we be Christians and don’t use the bad words and stuff. Y, Mommy doesn’t allow folks to use ‘em in our house. She tells each applicant that comes here these things. Whatever they do on their own time and in their own homes is their business, but the 12 hours a week, 4 hours a day, they be in our house, they’re not to use bad words.
I’s just gonna lay right here and purrtect mines mommy.
Might as well get some luvvin’ while I’s here.
We’ve told ya’ many times that mommy be an old Southern Belle. She grew up in a time, when peeps, ‘specially men didn’t use bad words in front of ladies at all. And ladies fur sure didn’t use ‘em, didn’t matter ifin they were Christians or not. It was just good manners and respect. We know times have changed. Kittens, All ya’ gotta do is turn on the teevee and even the G-rated channels use words mommy doesn’t like. None the less, we’re not hiring a furiend, we’re hiring an employee, and don’t think havin’ a few rules is a bad thing. O had a real likin’ fur that F word, and seemed to think all women were female breedin’ dogs, ya’ know, the B word.
Me just looks like me’s takin’ a bath. Me’s really
watchin’ over mommy. Me’s ready to pounce any minute.
O also had this thing he called a Vape cigarette. We gotta tell ya’ we’ve never seen any contraption that looked like that befur. It fur sure didn’t look like any cigarette we’ve ever seen. Anyways, we’re not sure what he was smokin’ in it cuz he always got the “nods” after takin’ a few puffs. Ifin you’re not furmiliar with that term, let me ‘splain. Pawlice/Law Enforcement types call the initial feelin’ a purrson gets when usin’ drugs, “the nods”; cuz the purrson actually drops their head as ifin they’re goin’ to sleep. They lose focus and touch with reality as the drug courses through their body. Anyways, this made mommy kinda nervous, but he was still nice to us kitties, so mommy was tryin’ to be pawsitive.
Then Monday rolled ‘round and he showed up and said he needed to take his kid to the doctor cuz his girlfriend was asleep. He mentioned that mommy had said she was gonna need to go to Ardmore this month, so could she just go today so he could go to his appointment. Mommy thought ‘bout it and agreed, so off they went. He dropped mommy at the door of Walmart and said he’d be back later. Now she was wishin’ she had one of us with her. Mommy was a little worried, but what was she to do? A few hours passed and furinally O showed up. He called mommy and told her to hurry, he was parked outside. Mommy gathered her things and off she went in the cold and wind to the parkin’ lot to look fur O. Back home, he sat in his truck while mommy unloaded her purrchases and then he left. Mommy was exhausted and furustrated.
At this point mommy had just ‘bout had it. He was always on that fone, and the language just seemed to be getting’ worse. He fur sure wasn’t showin’ mommy any respect and really takin’ advantage of her good nature. The only thing he had goin’ fur him at this point was that he was nice to sis Dezi and me. When he showed up on Wednesday, he was 15 minutes late and came in the door cursin’ ‘bout his baby sitter flakin’ out on him and how he needed to text a few peeps. At this point, mommy softly said, “Ya’ know, these are things you really should take care of before you come to work.” O took a long puff on his Vape thing and looked up from his fone and said, “What?” To which mommy said, “Your calls and texts and things like that. I realize this job is in my home and therefore seems more laid back, but it is still a job. You’re not supposed to be on the phone while you’re here. You’re supposed to be focused on your job.” And that’s when I’s got scared.
Who is you yellin’ at O? Don’t be hollerin’ at mes
mommy. Me will give you da ole whacky paw.
O shouted curse words at mommy and furinally said he would just leave early. Tryin’ to remain calm and make the best of what seemed like a bad situation, mommy said “Then you need to clean the bathroom and take out all the trash. At least get as much done during the time you are going to be here.” A few texts and puffs later, O furinally got up and headed to the bathroom. I’s followed him. He began to bang stuffs around and then he yelled at me. I’s wasn’t doin’ nuffin’. I’s was sittin’ on the bed with sis Dezi and watchin’. ‘Course, that was it fur mommy. She might’a let him disrespect her, but she wasn’t gonna let him hurt or be mean to us. Mommy called to him and he headed up and stood behind her chair. When she asked what the problem was and why he was bein’ mean to us, he started yellin’ at mommy and cursin’. Tellin’ her that he was only doin’ this to help her out. She reminded him that this was a job and he was getting’ paid to do it, and he really got mad. Sis Dezi and me both ran to mommy’s aid. We wasn’t ‘bout to let O hurt our mommy. Needless to say, we’re without help again. Mommy says she’d rather be without help than to have to worry ‘bout us getting’ hurt.
Mommy says it’s such a shame that young peeps have so little respect fur their elders, or anyone fur that matter. And she was a little upset that O gets over $300.00 in food stamps by scammin’ the system, and then sells them, while she’s tryin’ to eat on $10.00. The system is so messed up it isn’t even funny. Even those of us who find the good in things and feel blest no matter what, have bad days.
You’re right Raena, but that’s enuff bad mews. We’ve got some amazin’ posts comin’ up. Great things are just around the bend. We’ve got a review comin’ up that you won’t wanna miss. We’re luvvin’ this purroduct. Just a little teaser. MOL Our Blogoversary is tomorrow. That’s right, we’re celebratin’ our 3rd Blogoversary. We’ll be celebratin’ with cuddles tomorrow, so come by Blest Sunday and celebrate with us. We can’t think of a better day to celebrate. And we got a great question fur our Service Cat Monday trainin’ posty. We bet there’s quite a few of ya’ out there dealin’ with this very thing. Anyways, we’re gonna wrap it up and do some cuddlin’ with mommy.
Don’t furget sissy, we’re linkin’ up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade. Here’s to a great weekend.
Till the next time……………………………………Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Hey, are ya’ll out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. Did ya’ furget us? We kinda fell off the planet fur a few days and didn’t tell anypawdy, didn’t we?. And look’it, I’s getting to write all the postys this week.
Getting to Raena? Hmmmmpht You jumped on me and ran to mommy furst.
Yeah, well, I’s still writing today’s posty. Right?
We’ll see. Depends on what you wanna say.
I’s thought we needed to ‘pawlogize fur disappearing like that. A couple awnties sent emails checkin’ in on us, and we really did purreciate that. Things just got to be a little too much fur mommy and she just kinda shut down. Ya’ know havin’ (on top of the regular pains and purroblems) an infected mouth and all that pain constantly can sometimes make ya’ not be able to think. And thinkin’ she could lose the benefits she has that make it so she can hire somepawdy to help her, was really stressful. We had several peeps come by and fill out applications to help mommy, and we’ve got our paws crossed that one of them works out.
Raena, ya’ need to ‘splain that the DHS nurse told mommy to keep trying to hire somepawdy till they made a final determination.
You just did sissy. Anyways, the DHS nurse called mommy yesfurday and told her she could keep her benefits fur now. and urged her to get somepawdy in here to help her. Ya’ know, kinda like mommy wasn’t tryin’. You can’t make somepawdy work that doesn’t wanna. The work ethics of peeps these days is just pawful. She also said she worried ‘bout mommy bein’ depressed and all. And wished she had some kinda support or at least somepawdy to talk too. Mommy told her fanky fanks but not to worry, she has us and we have ya’ll.
Anyways, I’s wanted to talk ‘bout somethin’ else today. You all know how sis Dezi’s always meowin’ on ‘bout how I’s messin’ with the new AeroGarden. Well, You should see her with the garden. Ya’ know we got a few sprouts last week and mommy removed those cool caps. No, she didn’t let me have them. She said she was savin’ them to use again. Anyways, that’s not the point. But those caps sure do scoot across the floor well. And they’re just the right size fur carryin’ in one’s mouth. Again, I’s getting’ off track. Let me tell ya’ ‘bout sis Dezi and the AeroGarden.
Ifin ya’ don’t know, Dill is an herb that grows really tall, really fast and has feathery leaves. Mommy says she doesn’t know many uses fur dill outside of pickles, which she doesn’t like, but it makes a purretty plant. And of course it’s feathery leaves was just too much temptation fur sis Dezi.
Was Not, Raena!!! Me was just checkin’ on the purrogress of everything.
Yeah, right. Is that what you call takin’ a bite outta mommys’ herbs?
Well what about you runnin’ off with the whole pod? At least what me did didn’t hurt anythin’. After all, mommy said she was ‘posed to purrune them as they grew so they’d get bigger and floofier. All me did was give the dill a bit of purrunin’. Altho’ me doesn’t think me’ll be doin’ that again, least not any time soon. It doesn’t taste very good. Now me knows why mommy doesn’t like pickles. Me doesn’t either. Well, except maybe one of those tickle pickles mes seen ‘round the blogosphere. Me might like one filled with nip.
A nip pickle? I’s want a nip pickle, sissy. Where’s the nip pickle?
We don’t have one Raena. Have you already furgotten all the pawsum toys we got fur Christmas?
Oh no sissy. I’s luvs all the toys we got fur Christmas, and your Meowday. I’s just thought you meant mommy was growin’ nip pickles in her garden.
Yeah, right. Altho’ mommy did say that when she gets some lettuce she would start us a pod of grass too. At least we’ll get somethin’.
When’s this gonna happen sissy?
Soon Raena, soon. We need to wrap it up now so we can try to get ‘round and visit our furiends.
You’re right sissy. Furst let’s link up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawtastic co hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade. Oh and ifin you would like to donate to mommys teeth fund, you can donate directly thru paypal to our email address: firstname.lastname@example.org that’s lexi (dot) dezi (at) Yahoo (dot) com, or the fundraiser here. We really purreciate all your luvs, support, purrayers and donations. I’s hope you enjoyed seein’ that it’s not just me messing with mommys’ garden. We’ll be by to see ya’ll as soon as we can; we’re really behind.
Till the next time…………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Do you (your peeps) eat dill?
If so, how do you use it?
Do you think mommy should grow us some grass in one of those pods?
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Hey, are ya’ll out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s sure wish I’s could see ya’ll. Do you wanna see me? What’s that mommy? Oh, okay, we’ll post fotos later so everypawdy will be able to see me. Well, okay then. Let me tell ya’ll ‘bout our crazy week. And furiends…it’s not over yet. While you all be readin’ this very posty, mommy will be chattin’ it up with the DHS nurse ‘bout qualifying to get some help around here. You know mommys doctor would like it ifin mommy quit drivin’. It’s cuz of those passin’ out spells she has. But a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do, mommy says. And till we can find somepawdy who’s willin’ to actually work fur a livin’, then…Well and now mommys gotta prove she still needs help. Anyways, I’s was gonna tell ya’ ‘bout our crazy week so far.
As ya’ know, I’s went with mommy to the doctor on Monday. And it was basically a good trip. Mommys’ back ain’t broke and she’s healin’ up slow and steady. Then came Wednesday and the dreaded dentist ‘pointment. Furst let me just tell ya’, mines harness still fit. And by still fit, I’s mean barely. It did pop open a time or two on Monday, but mommy made it work and said we’d look into getting me a new one. I’s hope she gets me a new Butterfly Cat Jacket. I’d be stylin’ then. Anyways, mommy decided she had the patience to deal with mines trainin’, so I’s got to go with mommy to the dentist.
But let me tell ya’, our house became grand central station ‘bout 10 minutes befur we needed to be walkin’ out the door. Furst the mail lady showed up with a package fur mommy. She had signed up fur some free “fight the wrinkles of old age” samples months ago and they arrived as we were getting all our things together to walk out the door. As soon as mommy laid the envelope down, the doorbell rang. Some neighbor we’ve never met was standin’ at the door askin’ ifin we had any boxes she could have. Somepawdy told her we got a chewy delivery and Christmas prezzies and might pawrt with a box or 2. Guess she don’t mind cat hair, cuz everypawdy knows any box that comes in our house is well luvved. Mommy was able to put the neighbor off and we ran out the door. Okay, maybe we didn’t run, but we were off as fast as mommy can hobble.
In the car, car started, and…OMC mommy furgot the camera. Mommy hobbled quickly back to the house while me meowed loudly after her. Don’t leave me, I’s meowed. Come back mommy, I’s chortled. Finally, mommy reappeared at the door and hobbled herself back to the car and we were off. And hey, we were only 15 minutes late. Mommy got out her old fashioned cell fone and tried to call and let them know we were runnin’ late. Hmmmpht They were closed fur lunch. Mommys ‘pointment was at 1 o’clock, right after lunch. So mommy put the fossil of a cell back in her bag and just drove…purrobably a little too fast. But, we made it and only 5 minutes past our ‘pointment time. Aspen Dental was the name of the place. Must have been all that wind blowin’ us all over the place. Least that’s what mommy says. We caught a tail wind to be exact. We settled into the seating area so mommy could fill out the new patient paperwork. When she turned it in, she reaffirmed there would be no charges fur this appointment.
A few minutes later we were called to the back. Yeah, everypawdy was ohhin’ and ahhin’ over me, but so far, I’s was the purrfect Service Cat. I’s chilled in the stroller keepin’ both eyes on mommy and mines nose in the air. I’s smelled lots of strange things, but no purroblems with mommy. They stuck mommys head in this funny machine that went round and round and took the funniest fotos. Oooooh (shudders) Mommys foto sure looked ugly. Then they moved us to another room and the lady kept stickin’ her fingers and some strange thing in mommys’ mouth. I’s don’t know why mommy didn’t bite that girl. I’s gotta tell ya’, stick your hands in mines mouth like that and watch out. Rrrrrrrroar Well, many more of those ugly fotos later, and we were off to yet another room.
The girl with the fingers left us alone and mommy finally reached into her bag to pull out the camera and take a purretty foto of me. “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!”, mommy exclaimed. The batteries were dead. She’d just charged ‘em the day befur, but they just don’t hold a charge like they used too. It didn’t really matter, cuz another girly came walkin’ in the room befur mommy could even get the camera put away. She started shovin’ her fingers in mommys mouth along with something that made mommy nearly jump outta the chair. Then she started ramblin’ on ‘bout cleanings, infection and periodontal disease. With tears streamin’ down her cheeks, and these weren’t the happy ones fur sure; she told girly that she’d never been told she had periodontal disease befur. To which girly replied, “Well that’s why your teeth are hurting. It’s really your gums.” To which mommy snarked, “No honey, it’s the gaping holes and exposed roots that’s makin’ my teeth hurt.” And girly looked at mommy kinda shocked and said, “Well yeah, that too.” And she purromptly left the room.
I’s chirped and mewed softly fur mommy to feel better and she cooed and told me how purroud of me she was. And then a little short man in a white coat came whooshin’ in and looked at those ugly fotos of mommy. Then he turned ‘round and innerduced himself to mommy. Dr. Luong he said and then he started puttin’ his fingers in mommys’ mouth. I’s gotta tell ya’, I’s so purroud of mommy, she didn’t bite any of those peeps. I’s couldn’t have done it. He poked and pushed mommys teethies and said things to the first girly who couldn’t keep her fingers to herself and took such bad fotos of mommy. Finally, everypawdy kept their hands and fingers to themselves and Dr. Luong talked to mommy. I’s gonna let her tell ya’ what he said.
Thanks baby. In order to get rid of the pain and infection I currently have, 8 teeth need to be removed on the first appointment (cost varies between $152.00 and $256.00 per tooth). Several of those are broken off so much they require surgery because there’s nothing to grab onto to pull. Of those teeth, 4 are the bottom front teeth. Basically, all I would have left on the bottom of my mouth is a crowned wisdom tooth and my canines. (The crowned wisdom tooth was done over 20 years ago, but is still holding well.) Also included at this appointment would be an immediate partial denture, for a total cost of $3598.00. Then there is 1 root canal and 3 additional teeth with smaller holes that need to be filled ASAP to avoid them becoming infected like the others (cost between $193.00 and $220.00 per tooth). These as well as the few remaining teeth have roots that are deeply implanted in the bone and so he refuses to entertain the idea of full dentures at this time. Also at that appointment would be placement of the permanent partial denture at a total cost of $1662.00. And lastly, they insist I need a cleaning that is done one side of the mouth at a time for a total of 3 appointments and a cost of $1535.00. I’ve never had my teeth cleaned, but of course these numbers sound outrageous to me, and I can’t find anywhere online where these numbers are valid for teeth cleaning. Unfortunately, the rest of the numbers do seem par for the course.
Fanky fanks mommy, that was too much fur me to ‘member. And I’s tryin’ to furget anyways. All those fingers in the mouth and all. Hmmmpht Just let ‘em put in ‘em mines mouth and see what happens. MOL Mommy says she nearly passed out when they told her the cost, but I’s didn’t sense it. Mommy says it’s okay, I’s wouldn’t have. Sounds kinda strange to me, but okay. Mommy says anytime you want more money than she makes in a year, she’s gonna pass out. MOL We did start a fundraiser fur mommy. You can see it here. Ifin you can spare anythin’ we fur sure would purreciate it, but unnerstand ifin ya’ don’t. Mommy really hates to ask since it’s not fur us, but she doesn’t know what else to do. There are fees associated with fundraisers that lessen your donation. But we know that some peeps only want to give thru a fundraiser. Fur all others, if you go to paypal and choose send money to friends or family, there are no fees charged and we will receive the entire donation. Our paypal email is: email@example.com ( lexi (dot) dezi (at) yahoo (dot) com ) Fanky fank you.
I’s gonna wrap it up now cuz this is a really long posty and fanky fanks to dead camera batteries ya’ don’t even have cool new dentist office fotos to look at. You’ll have to tune in to Service Cat Monday fur the rest of the story. And we’ve got a great question to answer too. We’re joinin’ the weekly Pet Parade.
Till the next time……………………………………Be Blest!!!
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
We won’t be writin’ a lot today cuz mommy has that free exam at the dental clinic. But we did wanna update you all a bit. We told ya’ that last bad fall mommy took really did a number on her. She had the doctor take a look see on Monday, and he said she hadn’t broken anything. that was the good mews. She does have a huge knot and some general swelling that he said should get better in about 6 weeks or so. And then he told her that the falls were only gonna get worse as she gets older. Like she didn’t already know that. MOL
Anyways, we were really happy that most of ya’ were interested in followin’ the progress of AeroGarden. Let me tell ya’, that Raena is keepin’ a real close eye on everything. Y, Last night she tried to run off with another one of those caps. Fankfully mommy saw it all unfoldin’ and was able to grab the cap and replace it befur any damage could be done. But, fanks to Raenas’ watchful eye and antics, mommy realized that we have some sprouts. Yep, sure ‘nuff, we have some baby leaves and stems growin’. Mommy had missed it cuz those little caps are full of humidity with little water drops obscurin’ her vision. Like she needs anything else messin’ with her eyes. MOL
As to the who, that will go with mommy today, you’ll just have to wait and see. Me thinks me got more votes, but one of ya’ pointed out all the reasons you thought it should be me. Ya’ mentioned the chaos of Wally World, the uncertainty and length of the appointment, and mes superior calm demeanor in all situations. Unfurtunately, those are the exact reasons Raena should go. She needs to learn to be calm under pressure and in all situations while still purrfurming her duties. So it falls to mommy to decide who will get to go. How she’s feelin’ and what she thinks she can tolerate play a big part in her decision making.
A couple of you suggested we both go. So we thought we should explain why, that wasn’t a good idea. We would luv it and so would mommy. But, we both do the alert to a syncope incident, so mommy doesn’t need both of us in public. And the common sense and respect fur others comes into play. Mommy will be going to places that generally don’t allow pets/animals, but by law have to allow Service Animals. The actions of one purrson can affect all. So it’s better to take only one of us and remain low key, than to take both of us and insist they allow it. Ifin this was an overnight trip, that would be different, because it takes both of us to purrfurm the duties required. So, we’ll let ya’ know who and what happened in another posty.
We also wanted to address our cheater mac and cheater taters comments. We received an email that said we sounded ungrateful, which couldn’t be further from the truth. It was mostly said to give you all a giggle. Mommy has always called boxed and pre-packaged foods as “cheater” food cuz they’re easy peasy to make. Instead of grating 4 cheeses and baking in the oven fur an hour, cheater mac is made on the stove top in ‘bout 10 minutes. Instead of bakin’, roastin’ or boilin’ and mashin’ up taters, the “cheater” taters can be made on the stove top in less than 5 minutes. Mommy enjoyed the cheater mac and ‘specially those butter flavor taters. We have no clue who sent them to mommy, but we wanted to make sure we pawlogized ifin you thought we were ungrateful cuz that just isn’t true.
Well, we gotta go now, so mommy can get ready. We’ll be by when we can. We hope you’re all stayin’ warm and toasty.
Till da next time………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses