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MeOW Raena, did you enjoy your pawrty?
Oh sissy, I’s sure did!!! What fun. And so many of our pawsum furiends came by. I’s such a blest kitty girly.
Yep Raena, we sure are. Me had a great time too, even tho’ it is stormin’ here. Me’s gotta tell ya’, you looked so funny chasin’ those nip bubbles ‘round the house. Mommy even found one you missed this meownin’ when she sat down in the sittin’ lift chair.
Those bubbles sure are a lot of fun. All those red dot kitties don’t know nuffin’ ‘bout disappearin’ prey. Every time I’s thought I’d caught one, it was gone. One even hit me on the nose, but befur I’s could ketch it, it disappeared.
MOL Me saw that, Raena. We don’t play the red dot game here, cuz mommy says we’re too
smart curious. ‘Stead of tryin’ to ketch the red dot, we go straight fur the source; the light in mommy’s hand. Mommy says that’s dangerous fur kitties to stare into the lasered red dot. But we did enjoy those bubbles.
Yeah sissy, it’s too bad mommy ran outta breath, cuz I’s sure was havin’ fun chasin’ all the bubbles.
Well, there was lots of bubbles still floatin’ ‘round in the air even after mommy ran outta breath. Me’s sure she’ll play the bubble game with us again. ‘Specially now that she knows we like ‘em.
I’s sure hope so sissy. Did you see all the cards I’s got yesfurday (blog links listed as comment)? And, I’s can’t wait till the weather clears up enuff fur us to have mine’s Birthday pizza. Awnty Anonymous sent mommy some green papers and told her to get us a Birthday pizza. But since you hang out UTB when it storms, mommy said we have to wait to have it, so you can enjoy it too. Maybe ya’ oughtta think ‘bout not hidin’ away so much.
Me’s not hidin’ Raena, me’s just bein’ safe. All the news peeps say to stay away from windows and glass durin’ storms. So there. Me’s the smartest kitty in the house.
Yeah, Okay sissy, you’re not hidin’, you’re just bein’ “safe”. MOL
You won’t be laffin’ ifin any of those storms actually break our windows while you’re lookin’ out.
But sissy, that birdy that built her nest in one of mommy’s old pot baskets is so much fun to watch. Did you hear her callin’ mommy names the other day?
Me sure did Raena. Now that was funny. Mommy went out to trim the wisteria, and that ole momma bird was so mad. She flew into the big old oak tree in our front lawn and squawked and cackled at mommy the whole time she was out there. Guess she didn’t know that mommy would never hurt her babies. The really funny pawrt was when she came flyin’ in fur the attack when mommy was tryin’ to take fotos of her babies.
Oh sissy, that was funny. Mommy was tryin’ to swoosh her away with one hand and focus on the babies with the other. Mommy’s wanted to take more fotos, cuz the baby birds be growin’ so fast, but she doesn’t wanna face the wrath of momma bird again. MOL Mommy didn’t get any fotos of the momma bird. Mommy says she wouldn’t coopurrate. MOL
Yep Raena, mommys’ sure can be furocious when they’re purrtectin’ their young; no matter what size they are, or the purredators size.
You’re so right sissy. And mommy unnerstands that cuz that’s the way she feels ‘bout us.
Sure ‘nuff, Raena. We are blest to have such a pawsum mommy. Speakin’ of mommy, we need to update everypawdy ‘bout her complications. Ya’ know, we told everypawdy that mommy’s upper teeth has roots that were embedded in her sinuses. That’s not a good thing. But mommy was followin’ all the instructions and bein’ really careful, so when she went in fur her recheck, the surgeon was really purrleased with how well mommy was healing. But, she had a stitch that had been hangin’ down, and rubbin’ her tongue fur days. When the doctor looked at it, she said it was ‘bout to fall out, so she went ahead and removed it. They thought everythin’ was fine till the next meownin’. Altho’ thinkin’ it was a fluke, mommy didn’t call the doctor that day. And then the same thing happened off and on all last weekend. So furst thing Monday, mommy called the doctor to report that she now had an openin’ into her sinuses. ‘Pawrently, that stitch was holdin’ that hole closed.
I’s got really worried ‘bout mommy, sissy. Cuz she said it’s not just gross and aggravating, it also hurts. Fankfully, the dentist put mommy on another round of antibiotics, more Sudafed and told her not to blow her nose fur another 2 weeks.
Yep, Raena. They’re hopin’ the hole will close on it’s own so mommy won’t have to have another more serious surgery. And the antibiotics are to help make sure mommy doesn’t get an infection. Seems the Sudafed is harder to get than mommy’s purrscription meds. ‘Pawrently, the active ingredient is used a lot here to make meth. What does mommy know ‘bout meth and drug makin’? Anyways, mommy can only buy a certain nummer of boxes a day, week and month. And she has to sign fur them, and purrvide her drivers license and get her foto taken each time. One box lasts one day. Is that crazy or what? Me sure hopes she doesn’t have to take this stuff fur long.
Me too sissy. We’ve been so blest, that mommy hasn’t had any more purroblems, so we’re purrayin’ really hard fur this hole to close soon, so mommy can start feelin’ better and get on to the other bad teethies.
Yes we are Raena. And we’re so blest to have so many furtastic furiends to help us purray fur mommy. Every time we think ‘bout our furiends, we are so humbled to be so blest. From purrayers to luv and suppurrt and even gifts, we have the bestest furiends in the universe. We wanna remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your lives. We’re gonna wrap it up now and get some rest. We’re all pawrtied out.
Speak fur yourself sissy. (Raena yawns) I’s not pawrtied out. MOL We’re joinin’ the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies.
Till the next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. We’ve been gone fur like fur-eeeeever, right? And OMC You should see the skies and hear the rumblin’ goin’ on ‘round here. I’s thought Spring was s’posed to be here? Really, everypawdy’s been sayin’ it, and everypawdy can’t be wrong, right?
RaenaBelle, what are you meowin’ ‘bout now?
Everythin’ sissy. Ya’ know we’ve been away fur like…
Yeah, knock it off with that valley cat mew, you’re a Southern Belle. Besides, we told everypawdy we’d purrobably be gone till Blest Sunday. You know, mommy has such a high tolerance to meds, that they have to give her so much to knock her out, it stays with her fur a few days. They’re always in a hurry to wake her up and send her on her way, so that medicine’s just sittin’ there waitin’ to kick in the minute mommy stops. Mommy’s usually wiped out a couple days after a surgery, but right as rain the day of. We call that a blessing. All went well, and mommy can crash at home.
C’mon mommy, I’s all dressed and ready to go.
I’s fur sure didn’t like her leavin’ us here at home, but she was just as chatty when she got home as she was when she left. I’s could hear mommy and her ride in the pawrkin’ lot. They were laffin’ it up befur and after. You know all the nosy neighbors was peekin’ out their doors and windows wonderin’ what was goin’ on.
Yep, and mommy could hear you all the way in the pawrkin’ lot too. Fur those of ya’ that don’t follow us on Facebook, we’ll give you a mommy update now. Mommy pawrently has low sinuses and a couple of the teeth had roots embedded in the sinuses. So mommy isn’t allowed to spit, blow her nose or use a straw fur 2 weeks. One of the lower teeth (a wisdom tooth), was really close to the nerve that controls the feelin’s fur the jaw, lip and chin. So, again, no nose blowin’, spittin’, or straw usage. Don’t want mommy getting’ a dry socket or infection that could lead to paralysis. Mommy also found to her chagrin, No air smooches. Cuz of these complications (pawssible) the dental surgeon wants to see mommy again April 13th just to make sure all is well. Mommy’s lower lip is still a bit numb, but she’s got mouth and jaw exercises she’s doin’ and massages to purrvent swellin’. She’s takin’ an antibiotic and has a swish she uses 3 times a day.
Mommy’s not allowed to eat solid foods fur a whole 2 weeks, and then only soft foods like mac and cheese, waffles/pancakes, baked and smashed taters and pasta; we need to get some Hunts pasta sauce, since mommy ate up all those cans awnty Anonymous sent. Right now she’s eatin’ ice cream, and baked smashed taters. She was gonna get some Malt o Meal hot cereal, but there wasn’t any at da stores here. Mommy doesn’t eat “sick foods” like soups, puddin’s, jello, or fruit sauces/baby foods. Yes, she knows they would be good fur her, and ya’ll don’t unnerstand why she doesn’t like those kinds of things; but, she never has. She didn’t grow up eatin’ those kinds of things and never developed a taste fur them.
Yep Raena, we learned somethin’ really innerestin’ last night. Some peeps call those kinds of foods comfurt foods. But those of us from the South, think somethin’ totally different when ya’ say comfurt foods. Mommy says, she starts envisionin’ chicken fried steak, baked taters and dinner rolls, or chicken and dumplins and bis-kits or roast beef, roasted taters and bis-kits. And of course, baked 3 or 4 cheese mac and cheese is always considered a comfurt food. Anyways, mommy’s doin’ the bestest she can and we’re bein’ the bestest nurses ‘round and takin’ really good care of her.
Could you leave this sweet kitty girl face behind?
Even ifin it’s fur just a few hours?
And even tho’ I’s not happy ‘bout mommy leavin’ us behind, I’s really glad that her ride is/was such a nice lady. Cuz mommy furgot to ask ifin we could use names, we’ll call her, Mrs. Navy. That’s right, she’s a Navy Vet and so is her husband. They also be Christians and attend one of the churches mommy used to play the piano fur. Mommy says they had great conversation goin’ and comin’ home. Yep, mommy was wide awake and totally alert fur the ride home (see sis Dezi’s paragraph above regardin’ medicines and mommy’s tolerances). Anyways, there’s still work to be done in mommy’s mouth when she heals from this purrcedure. So ifin you’d like to donate, you can do so by givin’ directly to our PayPal at: email@example.com or the Fundraiser here.
Yep Raena, hopefully we’ll be able to get mommy’s mouth all fixed up soon. We’d like to say a meowsy big Fank you to The Swiss Cats fur their donation to the fundraiser. Mommy sounds so funny right now. It’s amazin’ how missin’ some teeth in key spots can make a difference in how some words and letters sound. MOL And guess what else? Mommy can’t hiss right now. And Raena’s takin’ full advantage of that. Fank the cats mommy harvested the last of her lettuce early last week.
Are you implyin’ I’s bein’ naughty sissy? Cuz that just ain’t true. (Raena giggles under her breath) Mommy said she had to exercise, and I’s just tryin’ to help her out.
Just her mouth, Raena. She’s not s’posed to be bendin’ over and cleanin’ up after you constantly. (Dezi shakes head)
Whatever, sissy. Anyways, we are so very blest, that everythin’ went well at mommy’s surgery, and that her ride was truly enjoyable and that she came home safe and sound to us. We’re blest that all those complications, haven’t been the purroblem they could have been. And we’re so blest to have the bestest, most suppurrtive furiends in the universe. Fank you all fur your luv, purrs and purrayers. Ifin ya’ don’t mind, keep ‘em comin’. Mommy’s still havin’ some pain and a mix of migraines and sinus headaches.
Me luvs me’s new harness, it’s da storms ragin’ outside
me’s not a fan of.
Hey Raena, me wants to fank awnty Vonda fur me’s new harness and leash. Mommy furinally felt good enuff to get me measured and get it ordered. And it got here yesfurday, just in time fur those really noisy storms. Bein’ in a harness kinda helps me a little durin’ storms. Anyways, me’s now stylin’ right alongside of you. Me can’t wait fur the weather to clear up so me can go out and show it off.
Me got a new leash to match too. But cuz it was stormin’
mommy didn’t put it on me. There was no way me
was goin’ outside in dat weather. MOL
You look great in your new harness sissy. I’s can’t wait fur this warmer weather either. We are so totally blest to have such great furiends, Angels and our luvvin furever mommy. We want to remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your life. We are slowly getting’ ‘round to visit everypawdy so we’ll be by to see you shortly.
Hey Raena, don’t furget, we need to link up to the Pet Parade, and Sunday Selfies. We also need to remind everypawdy there’s just a couple more days to enter our LumaSoothe give away. Just click on the Entry foto below.
Till the next time…………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
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: firstname.lastname@example.org.
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: email@example.com 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?
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