Chatting Cats: We’ve Got A New Ride

Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. We’ve got a cool new ride!!! 


 Gen7 Jogger Pet stroller assembled




          Raena, what are you doin’? You know we try to save our blessings fur our Blest Sunday postys. 


 Raena checks out the new Gen7 Jogger stroller




I’s too x’cited, sissy. You can save what you wanna meow ‘bout it till Sunday ifin ya’ want. But, I’s meowin’ ‘bout it today. I’s been ridin’ in that cramped old carrier fur too long. We’ve had a few sunny days that were great fur strollin’, but here we sat hangin’ in the house ‘stead of out enjoyin’ the furesh air and huntin’ fur bunnies. 


Dezi checks out stroller while RAena stands on side looking up




          And whose fault is that?


 Raena in stroller




It’s not all mine’s fault sissy. Besides, it’s not like it was in purristine condition when I’s was born. Mommy said you and your sis Lexi had already broken the board that went across the bottom cuz ya’ll were too heavy fur it. And like ya’ll, I’s never would’a broke the stroller on purrpuss; I’s luvs goin’ fur strolls with mommy too much. 


 Dezi looking out from stroller




          Well at least we could still use it when sis Lexi and me snapped the bottom board. When you broke it, there was no more strollin’ fur any kitty. Me sure did miss it. When me was little and used to go with mommy, me always had to ride in that cramped carrier. You got lucky and came here long after we were already enjoyin’ the fureedom the stroller gives us. So the way me sees it, is that you were just payin’ your dues like all the Service kitties befur you. Anyways, me’s glad we got a new ride too. And this one shouldn’t break. Me heard mommy say it could hold up to 75 pounds. That means both of us can ride at the same time.


 Raena jumps into stroller from floor

Uh, Mommy?! It’s really big, but I’s can still jump in on mine’s own.




And we could even gain a few pounds. MOL That Gen7 Pets makes a mighty fine stroller. It’s so comfy. And did you see that our tires are bigger than the ones on mommy’s wheelchair? I’s bet there ain’t nowhere we can’t go now. Ya’ know, Oklahoma has a lot of really bad roads and sidewalks. And we’ve got lots of dirt and holes too. That kind’a terrain can be hard on wheels and tires. Mommy says the wheels on our new stroller were meant fur that stuff. It is called a jogger after all. 


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          Yeah Raena, and me can’t wait to go fur our furst stroll. We were s’posed to go yesfurday, but it took mommy a little longer to put it together than she x’spected; and we got a late surpurrise notice ‘bout a inspection fur today. That meant mommy had to try to do a little cleanin’ last night. Needless to say, she didn’t get much done, we should’a went fur that stroll instead.


 Raena looks down over the edge of the new stroller

That sure is a long way down.




I’s agree, sissy. Ya’ know, a lot of our furiends are gettin’ strollers of their own. Wouldn’t it be cool ifin we could all for fur a stroll together? We get asked a lot ‘bout whether or not we would recommend peeps gettin’ their kitties a stroller. And we totally think they’re a great way fur kitty to spend some time in the great outdoors while still bein’ safe. And, takin’ kitty fur a stroll even lets our peeps get a little exercise. We do recommend doin’ your homework befur buyin’ one tho’. Ya’ wanna make sure it’ll hold kitty and be sturdy enuff fur kitty to feel safe. We much purrfur the 3 wheeled strollers to those rickety 4 wheelers. Not only do they look sleeker, they maneuver better. As fur whether or not to get one with a zipper closure or velcro, we can only meow ‘bout what we know. We’ve only had zipper ones, and we really do recommend the Gen7 strollers. Our old stroller had gaps t’ween where the zipper ended and met the suppurrt bars. And anypawdy who knows kitties knows, ifin kitty can fit their head thru a space, they’ll squeeze their whole body thru somehow.


Dezi sniffs new Gen7 Jogger stroller




          That’s so true Raena. More than once we’ve poked our head and front paws out the gaps on that stroller. Me has a feelin’ that’s not gonna be pawssible anymore. Me didn’t see any gaps in our new stroller. But just in case, it’s always good to tether kitty into the stroller with the purrvided D rings. Even the calmest of kitties can get spooked. Strollin’ should be fun. We also recommend keepin’ the stroller closed, least till kitty gets comfy enuff not to try to jump out. As fur the assembly required, ifin mommy can do it, anypawdy can. Usually it’s just a matter of attachin’ the wheels. You’ve just got to make sure everythin’ gets locked into place. ya’ don’t want a wheel fallin’ off on your furst stroll. And altho’ we luv that our stroller matches our eyes, color choice shouldn’t dictate the stroller you choose. Quality strollers usually only come in a few purrimary colors, like red, blue and black. That means there’s no purrple strollers fur us. You can get creative and trick yours out any way ya’ want.


 Raena checks out new Gen7 Jogger stroller




Are we gonna do that with ours sissy? I’s not sure what that means ‘zactly, but I’s like the sound of it.


 Dezi checks out the new Gen7 Jogger stroller gift from Cindy




          Mommy says we can Raena. Just ‘member, it’s gotta be tasteful. We are Southern Belles after all.


Tasteful huh? Are we gonna put treats all over it? 


          (Dezi shakes her head.) We’ll meow ‘bout it later Raena. Let’s just say a meowsy big Fank you to awnty Cindy and angel Maggie Meme fur our new ride and get ready to go fur a stroll.


 Animated thank you rose




I’s with ya’ sissy. Can we meow ‘bout what to call it too?


This is not a sponsored post. We received our new Gen7 Jogger from an amazing awnty and just thought we’d tell ya’ more ‘bout how to pick the right stroller fur your pets. 


Till the next time……………………………………….Be Blest!!!


Raena: Navy Blue 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue




Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses


RaenaBelle and Deztinee

Blest Sunday: Tummy Time Is the Right Time

MeOW Raena, did you see the clock? We’re runnin’ late fur our Blest Sunday posty.


 Blest Sunday purple kitty clip art graphic



          I’s think the clock is wrong sissy. Brekky was on time, so the clock must be wrong. Maybe the power went out durin’ that big o’l wind storm we had last night.


 Dezi lays on scratcher and looks back at Raena




That doesn’t even make sense Raena. Ifin the power had gone out, the clocks would be way late. Besides, even ifin the power goes out, the catputer always tells the right time. Haven’t you heard? Catputers don’t lie. 


          Yeah sissy, I’s heard that. Haven’t you heard that catputers are only as smart as the purrson inputin’ data? That means, catputers can lie. They can be just as wrong as anythin’ else.


 Dezi lays on scratcher with paw up




Whatever Raena. Mommy says the catputer is tellin’ the right time. She says humans did that thing with the clocks again last night and we lost an hour. 



          We lost an hour? Where’d it go? Ifin we lost an hour, why was brekky on time? 


 Dezi lays on scratcher with mouth open




Me has no clue where it went Raena, and neither do any of the humans behind this clock changin’ thing. Contrary to their beliefs, we don’t actually get that hour back in the fall when they insist on changin’ the clocks again. Fankfully, mommy unnerstands the circadian rhythm that we anipals gauge time by. Since we can’t actually tell the time, we depend on our own bodies to tell us when it’s time to eat, sleep and everythin’ else. 


 Raena lays on floor with tongue touching nose




          Like bath time, sissy?


Sure Raena, bath time too. Anyways, while lots of anipals who live with humans are all confused this meownin’ cuz their peeps fed them at the wrong time, that didn’t happen here. Mommy uses tummy time fur our schedule. Me did a little research last night and learned that peeps should help their anipals adjust to the clock changes by only alterin’ their schedule by a few minutes a day over the period of a couple of weeks, ‘stead of expectin’ us to change everythin’ just cuz of some hands on a clock. Ifin they don’t, they might find themselves with really upset and confused anipals who act out a little or even get sick. Me even learned that heart attacks in humans increase the furst week after pushin’ the clocks furward every year. Seems nopawdy was meant to mess with time. 


          That’s innerestin’ sissy. But all I’s really care ‘bout is that our dinner’s still gonna be on time. 


 Dezi lays on scratcher looking cute




Well Raena, the bestest me can meow is that it’ll be as on time as usual. Since mommy uses tummy time, she won’t be watchin’ a clock any more than usual. 


 Dezi and Raena touch noses while laying on the heated cat mat




          Well, fanky fank mine’s tummy. Hey, sissy? I’s think we also have a few blessings we need to give fanky fanks fur this week. As most everypawdy knows, the dentist office is insistin’ on more money to finish mommy’s teethies; money we don’t have. So we were pawfully fanky fankful when some angels stepped up this past week to help out. It irks mommy to pay their extortion, but ifin she doesn’t she won’t get the teethies/dentures she needs. Altho’, she does have complaints ready to file the minute this is all over. She’s a little scared to file while the work is in progress cuz they could really mess things up fur her. 


 Dezi lays on scratcher while Raena sits behind her




Yeah Raena, a rock and a hard place really isn’t a fun place to be. So fank you so very much awnty Susan, and our Anonymous awnties and uncles that have sent green papers. We’re gettin’ really close to the total amount needed. And, fankfully, your eyes have been doin’ okay, but you still need to go to the V E T. Mommy says she’s workin’ on that one too. Ifin anypawdy would like to help with either mommy’s teethies or your V E T ‘pointment, they can always donate to our paypal at Mommy uses any money that comes in fur our care unless the giver specifies somethin’ else. 


 Pussy willow cuttings rooting in water




          We are so Blest sissy. And hey, did you see the pussy willows mommy put in water? They’re not just growin’ roots, those things have new growth comin’ out the top of the stems. Mommy’s so x’cited. We’re gonna have our very own pussy willow tree/bush. Mommy plans on tryin’ to keep it cut back and small more like an 8 – 10 ft. bush. Awnty Ellen has offurred to help mommy figger it all out. Their trees were transplants too, so they’ve already done it. I’s can’t wait to see what happens. 


Pussy willow cuttings with new growthCheck out all that green new growth. OMC 




Me neither Raena. They sure are cute. Anyways, we better wrap this up finish our brekky. Ya’ know somepawdy said they couldn’t believe we only ate a little of our noms and went back later to finish ‘em off. The most ‘purrtant reason we take a break is to check on mommy and see ifin we’re missin’ anythin’ outside and to go to the pawtty box room. The second reason is that ifin we scarf it down, we throw it right back up, and mommy hates that almost as much as we do. Anyways, let’s go eat and get some cuddles. We’d like to remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the blessings in your life. 


 Thank You emoji


Cat blows kisses emoji




          And fanky fank you all fur bein’ our furiends. We’re also linkin’ up with the Kittes Blue fur Sunday Selfies. Stay outta mine’s plate sissy, I’s right behind ya’.


Till the next time……………………………………Be Blest!!! 


Dezi: Vibrant Blue 

Raena: Navy Blue





Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses


Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Service Cats: Ode to Lexi: Letter to Heaven

MeOW Welcome to Service Cats and Everything Feline. We’re takin’ a small detour today fur mommy to pay tribute to an amazing Service Cat, me’s sis Lexi. A lot of you remember her; but fur those who don’t, she was mommy’s Service Cat fur 17 years. Sadly, kidney disease took her from us 2 years ago today. You can read more ‘bout sis Lexi, here, here and here. We’ll be back next week with our regular Service Cat posts. Fanks fur letting us honor sis Lexi’s amazing life and her memory.


Lexi forever badge from Ann




My Dearest Sweet Lexi,

Hello my sweet angel. I miss you more than words can say. My heart aches, each and every day. Today marks two years since I last saw your beautiful face; and felt your paw resting on my hand, or the look in your eyes when they met mine. I’ll never forget the purr that could be felt and heard from across the room when our eyes met and we shared a slow blink. In that moment, no words were needed to express the love we shared.


Lexi and her littermates the day they were born

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I’ll never forget the day you were born…So tiny and yet so loud. You must have been terrified from the horrors that had brought you into this world. But, what I remember most is how you immediately quieted your screaming and started to rumble all over the minute I held you in my hand for the first time. You seemed to know, everything was going to be okay. You seemed to know you were home. You would have been happy to lay in my arms all the time. You never really needed a space of your own. I remember all those every 2 hour feedings when you preferred sleeping in my arms over eating. I remember when I would try to lay you down to sleep afterwards and you would wriggle your little body up under my shirt or arm or whatever you could so that you could stay close to me just a little longer.


3 week old Lexi waddling through the house

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Lexi at 3 weeks




I remember the look on your face the first time you heard me call your name. And I remember the love I saw in your emerald green eyes as they focused in on my face for the first time. I remember seeing the world in a whole new way through your eyes as you experienced everything fresh and new. Each day was a wonder and every experience a welcome challenge. I remember the fear when you thought you might have to leave me and the utter joy when I told you we’d be together forever.



Lexi rides in her travel carrier home from BlogPaws Nashville




I remember the perseverance and utter determination you had when learning each new task. And, the pride you felt when you mastered those tasks. You would strut around and chirp loudly as if announcing it to the world. I remember each night as I laid my head on the pillow and you began to massage my head and purr away the stresses of the day. I remember waking each morning to find you curled up next to me and how you would gently put your paw on my cheek and purr.


Lexi at 16 years old in mommy's lap





I remember each day that we spent together and never gave a thought to how it might end. I never imagined a day without you. Through all the ups and downs, you were always there. I remember how you fought the disease that wore your body down. I remember when you could no longer stand, but still managed to massage my head as I laid on the pillow each night. Near the end, I remember seeing that fear in your eyes once again when you thought or maybe knew, our time together was coming to an end. You had been my reason for living and the heart that beat in my chest. Maybe you wondered how I would go on.


Lexi with outstretched paw rubbing head in mommy's hand





I can tell you, it isn’t easy, and each day I miss you more. From an abandoned kitten to Queen of the Service Cats, you were that and so much more. Saying that final good night to you hurt me to my core. But, I wouldn’t have missed sharing your life for anything in the world. Dezi and Raena help me now, and fill my life with love. But no one or anything will ever fill the space occupied by your memories, your devotion and love. Those I cherish and think about every day with a smile.


Lexi with mouth open meowing on 3/9/2016

3/9/2016 One of the last photos ever taken of Lexi.




I take some small comfort in knowing you’re pain free and happy again. I will always love you and miss you till the day we meet again on heaven’s beautiful shores. Forever here didn’t last very long, but someday it will have no end. Until then my sweet, my Lexi, enjoy your hereafter and think not of my grief or sorrow. Only think on and remember my love. I know you’re in the best of hands, those of our Lords’.




Loving You Always,




Lexi sitting on cat tree in paint

Till the next time………………………….Be Blest




Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses


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