Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. (Dezi and Raena pace in the living room waiting for mommy to put down the breakfast plates. Suddenly they hear the roar of the lawn crew. They look at each other and Dezi runs down the hall toward the bedroom. Raena runs behind her and then stops. She remembers passing mommy on all fours heading for the living room with her breakfast and turns back towards mommy. Just as she reaches mommy and starts to rub against her there’s a knock at the door. Raena steps slightly forward, looks out the slightly ajar door and hisses. Mommy, still on all fours with breakfast plates on her back, gently says)
It’s just the manager and bug man honey. They’re here for inspections and exterminations. (As mommy tries to get to the door without dropping the breakfast plates from her back, she contemplates how she’s going to open the door. Raena walks slowly beside mommy, rubbing against her occasionally. When mommy finally gets to the door, nobody’s there, and she feels a sense of relief. Mommy and Raena butt heads as they head to the living room. The noise of the lawn crew wanes as they move to the other side of the property and Dezi runs up and rubs against mommy. Breakfast plates down and mommy in her sittin’ chair, Dezi and Raena begin to eat.)
Sissy? Why do we always run when the lawn crew shows up? You know we’re s’posed to be helpin’ mommy. Besides, they’re just noisy. They can’t actually hurt us.
(Dezi stops and nonchalantly scratches her ear) Me doesn’t know why you run Raena. Me is helpin’ mommy. Me’s checkin’ fur those pesky intruders that scare her. You know, the last thing we’d want is fur mommy to get scared with our brekky plates. Now that wouldn’t be purretty. Anyways…(Suddenly, the lawn crew’s back, right outside the door and a rock hits the window, and then another and another; till Dezi runs off back down the hall. Raena sits and looks bewildered at first and then runs to the hall and into Dezi)
Oh, hey sissy, wha’ch’a doin’? (Raena stops and rubs her eyes)
Me heard mommy on the fone yesfurday Raena. Seems you’re goin’ to the V E T tomorrow. Ya’ better remind her to put the camera in her purrse tonight, or she’ll furget it tomorrow. Altho’ she might oughtta check the battery furst.
That’s okay sissy. I’s sure hope they can do somethin’ to help mine’s eyes. I’s know mommy doesn’t want me to be on antibiotics and steroids fur a long time, and quite furankly, I’s don’t like havin’ those drops put in mine’s eyes; but, they do seem to help clear everythin’ up. I’s know mommy had wanted to take me to a new V E T. But she says, we can charge mine’s visit with the old one, and we just don’t have any green papers right now. She said mine’s eyes just can’t wait any longer, she just hates to see me hurtin’. We’re so blest to have a mommy that loves us so much. As fur the camera, why can’t you help me remind her. Ya’ know, the more naggin’ the better. MOL
Sure ‘nuff Raena. Me sure hopes they can help ya’. Maybe ya’ll can go back to the store and get me a birthday surpurrise.
What ifin mommy already got you one, sissy? We’ve got a big box in the hallway to review that mommy says is gonna be your birthday surpurrise. Seems that should be enuff. (Hearing muffled talking outside Raena runs to the perch to look outside) Hey sissy, do you think we have a new neighbor already?
Me has no idea Raena. It was crazy. The day the new old neighbors moved out and turned in their keys, some lady moved a bed in there and hasn’t left since. She also hasn’t moved anythin’ else in. Can you ‘magine livin’ there with just a bed? And what’s she eatin’? And wearin’ fur that matter? Strange, me tells ya’, it’s just strange.
Yeah sissy, it’s fur sure strange. Guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens. Maybe she moved here from somwhere far away and her stuffs comin’ in one of those big trucks or somethin’. Anyways, let’s go finish eatin’ and play. I’s’ll be there after I’s ask everypawdy to purray fur me and mommy and our trip to the V E T tomorrow.
And your eyes Raena, don’t furget your eyes.
Fanky fanks sissy.
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. It’s furinally Furiday, and guess what? It’s stormin’ here again. Yep, it rolled in last night and looks like it’s gonna stay ‘round thru most of next week. As ya’ know, sis Dezi is still off at (virtual) Cat Scouts summer camp. Well, she must’ve found some where that had innernet service cuz she sent an email last night and wanted to come home. Seems she’s been passed over fur the highest purrmotion fur the fourth time and feels like they don’t want her anymore. Of course mommy told her she could come home, but that ifin she did, she would be sendin’ a message that she was a quitter. And, we ain’t no quitters, mommy said. Mommy told her to put on a smile and kill ‘em with kindness. Somethin’ ‘bout ketchin’ more bees with honey or somethin’ like that. Mommy reminded her that she was a Southern Belle and as such, she had a duty to be pawlite and sweet, no matter what.
Me’s never gonna be anythin’ but a Sabertooth.
I’s couldn’t care less ‘bout all that, I’s ready fur sissy to come home. Ya’ know, keepin’ up with the bloggy all by mine’s self is a lot of work. And besides, I’s don’t want anypawdy pickin’ on mine’s sissy…that’s mine’s job. MOL Hey, did ya’ll know they have movies on that chatter box with kitties in ‘em? Sure ‘nuff. I’s was watchin’ one the other day, and there was this big kitty that kept chuffin’ at me. She sure seemed worried. I’s kept tryin’ to tell her I’s was right here, but she just kept chuffin’.
I’s right here kitty. Why can’t you hear me?
And then, she tried to get me to help her take down a behemouth of a beast. Somethin’ ‘bout bein’ a ketcher?. I’s don’t know why she’d want li’l ol me to be a ketcher. You should’a seen the size of that thing. Do any of you kitties watch the chatter box?
Are you crazy? I’s not ketchin’ that thing, it’s Huuuuuuge!!!!
And hey, did ya’ll know mine’s mommy can sew? I’s never seen anythin’ like that machine she calls a sewin’ machine. I’s always knew there was a table beside the counters but I’s had no idea what was under all that clutter. Yep, mommy had some clutter. She says it isn’t clutter it’s shoppin’ bags, but hey, ifin ya’ don’t do any shoppin’ and ya’ never use those bags, they’re clutter. Right? Anyways, sis Dezi needed a hat fur summer camp, so mommy moved all those shoppin’ bags and voila, a sewin’ machine appeared. Now that was cool. Right up till the minute mommy broke the needle. Then, it was all, arms wavin’ in the air and yellin’ “danger, danger, get away, stay back.” Fankfully, she was able to get all the pieces up and change out that needle in time to get sissy’s hat made. I’s can’t wait to see what she makes next.
I’s’ll just watch the rain and wait fur sissy.
Well, guess I’s better run. I’s hear thunder rumblin’ thru again. Fank the cats, sissy will be back home soon to tell us all ‘bout summer camp. I’s know ya’ll wanna know how it went and hear all ‘bout her adventures there. We’ll be ‘round to visit ‘tween storms, so ya’ll stay safe now, ya’ hear?.
Till the next time……………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses