Hey Raena, wha’cha’ doin’?
I’s checkin’ out this funny machine. Didn’t you hear it start up all by itself? It’s been doin’ that a lot lately. It starts makin’ these funny noises and then it suddenly spits out paper at ya’. Why do ya’ reckon it does that sissy?
Me’s not sure Raena, but it always does it after mommy says “The printer’s fixin’ to kick on girls.” Me thinks she means that strange machine, cuz after it spits out paper, she usually goes in there and gets it.
I’s wonder what that paper says, sissy? You know, mommy gets all beside herself when I’s try to stop it. Y, The other day, that silly machine popped open and scared me. It caught mine’s tail and wouldn’t let go.
As me recalls Raena, mommy had been tellin’ you to get down and leave it alone. Me may not unnerstand why mommy has the rules she does, but they usually purrtect us in some way. Ifin you had left it alone like mommy said to, me bets your tail wouldn’t have gotten caught.
But sissy, what fun would that be? Mommy has soooooo many rules. “Don’t get up there. Don’t touch that. Leave it alone, it’s mine.” Kittens!!! It’s like she doesn’t want us to have any fun…Ever!!!
Purrleeeeeease Raena (Dezi meows with sarcasm). We’ve got lots of toys to play with. Truth is, we don’t have that many rules. Mommy says the Don’ts are there to purrtect us and keep us safe. (Suddenly, there’s a loud noise outside and Dezi looks out the door from atop the cat tree while Raena looks out the door from her small perch. Dezi meows loudly as she takes off running towards the bedroom) Run fur your life…the lawn crew’s here!!!
Fur some reason, da food always tastes better outta sissy’s plate.
(Raena jumps down from her perch and looks around for a minute. As she saunters over to Dezi’s breakfast plate she meows) What’s all the x’citement fur sissy, they’re here every week? You’d think you’d be used to it by now. Oh well, more noms fur me. MOL (Raena meows loudly towards the bedroom) Hey sissy, why don’t we ask mommy fur some treats. We still have a bag left.
(Dezi lays at the bedroom door and meows) Yeah, sure Raena. Treats sound great. You go ahead and ask, and me will be waitin’.
Why am I’s the only one that ever has to ask fur treats sissy?
Why would me go to all that trouble of givin’ mommy “the look” and dancin’ ‘round, when me can just hang out and wait. Ifin me waits long enuff, you’ll do all the work fur me. MOL
Uh, Oh, Uh, Did me say that out loud? Uh, me just means you do a much better job at askin’ fur treats…Yeah, that’s it. You know, who could say no to your bootyful face?
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaw Fanky fank you sissy. That’s so sweet of you.
Whew (Dezi wipes her paw across her brow and meows) She bought it. That was a close one. Guess me better go with her this time. She might be askin’ fur and gettin’ treats that me’s not gettin’ sometimes. Hey Raena, are you goin’ with mommy tomorrow?
Well, I’s sure hope so. Least that’s the plan fur now. I’s hope all our furiends will keep mommy and us in their purrayers tomorrow. Mommy’s believin’ the ‘pointment’s gonna go well, and that everythin’ is gonna be okay. It’s been a long time comin’, but we can furinally see an end to it all.
Me knows mommy’s gonna feel a lot better when it’s all over. Maybe not at furst, cuz there’s gonna be more of that no nose blowin’ and Malt O Meal cereal fur a while. But that won’t last furever, and then she won’t have to worry ‘bout any more teethie infections. And, we’ll be havin’ that play date pawrty all weekend. Let’s go make sure all the toys you haven’t broken have good batteries.
Till the next time……………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
MeOW It’s Blest Sunday. Me luvs Blest Sunday. Ya’ know, we count our blessings each day, but we so luv takin’ the time to fank God fur them and fank all our furiends fur sharin’ their lives with us.
I’s luvs Blest Sunday too Dezi. We really are blest to have so much. Our furiend Valentine recently innerviewed us, and it reminded us just how blest we really are. You can check out the furst installment here.
Yeah Raena, what an innerview. Valentine asked a lot of great questions. Of course we meowed ‘bout how it is bein’ Service Kitties, but he also asked a lot of questions, we bet peeps have wondered ‘bout and just haven’t asked. As a matter of fact, he asked so many good questions, he’s gonna post it in pawrts.
Ya’ reckon he also decided to do it that way cuz we’re kinda wordy sissy?
Wordy? Who’ve you been meowin’ too Raena? We’re not wordy, we just have lots to say. ‘Purrtant stuffs. Wordy means you’re meowin’ nonsense; and we don’t meow nonsense?.
Of course I’s agree with you sissy. But, we have been called wordy and long winded befur. I’s don’t know why anypawdy would say that, but mommy says it’s true.
Well, that’s okay Raena. Peeps can say whatever they want. Mommy says us Southerners have lots of colorful ways to express ourselves. So, we’re just doin’ what comes naturally. MOL
Well sissy, did you see what Valentine and his mommy sent us as a fanky fank ya’?
Me sure did Raena. Mommy said she’d never seen such a cute little grass kit. We’d never heard of Maggies Micro-greens befur, but we can’t wait fur our grass to start growin’. Fank you so much Valentine, we do luv grass.
That’s fur sure sissy. I’s couldn’t hardly wait fur mommy to get it planted up. ‘Pawrently, we have to wait fur it to sprout now. Kinda like when mommy grows her salads in the Aerogarden.
Me sure hopes we don’t have to wait that long Raena. Fanks to awnty Anonymous, mommy’s got more salad greens to plant fur herself. Looks like we’ll all be eatin’ salads befur too long. MOL
Awnty Anonymous also sent mommy some more of that shelf stable milk so she could make more of that cheater mac and cheese. We really do ‘purreciate her. Mommy made a big ole plate last night.
Yep, and then you jumped on the counter right next to that hot burner. Oh Me Cats were you in trouble!!!
Yeah sissy, I’s guess I’s shouldn’t have done that. Mommy was so scared she was cryin’. And I’s never seen mommy move that fast, have you? Did you see her come runnin’ fur me?
Who could miss it Raena. Her arms were flailin’ thru the air and she was hollerin’ “Danger!!! Danger!!! Don’t step on that burner!!!”.
She snatched me up so fast mine’s head was spinnin’. I’s purrobably won’t be doin’ that again. MOL
Well Raena, me’s sure mommy will be happy to hear that. Ya’ know, there’s usually a reason fur the rules mommy makes. We might not always unnerstand, but mommy says they’re fur our own good and safety. You coulda got really hurt ifin you’d stepped on that hot burner. Me’s just glad mommy got to you befur anythin’ bad happened. Yet another blessin’ we’re fankful fur this week.
You’re right sissy. I’s a blest kitty fur sure. We’re so fankful fur all our furiends too. We live such blest lives.
We do Raena. And we’d like to remind everypawdy to take a minute today and every day to give fanks fur the blessings in your lives. Let’s link up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies and go play. Maybe we can watch our pail of cat grass grow. MOL
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 sure do wanna fank you all fur your luv and suppurrt. Mommy says it may have been a year since Lexi left her, but it feels like yesfurday. Most of ya’ unnerstand dat feelin’; and we just want you to know, you’re not alone. Anyways, besides the blues, mommy’s also been feelin’ a little out of sorts and extra achy. At furst she just thought it was cuz of the crazy weather and her teeth purroblems. But she’s had a horse and a frog wagin’ war in her throat lately, and coughin’ too. Now I’s not know how a frog much less a horsey can fit in mommy’s throat, but she sure sounds funny when she talks.
Raena, don’t make fun of mommy. That’s not nice.
Come on sissy, you know she sounds funny. You said so yourself.
That’s different. Me was talkin’ to you in purr-ivate. Me wasn’t tellin’ the world.
Oh purrlease, you know we blab everythin’. Anyways, when we went to see mommy’s doctor yesfurday, he wasn’t sure he believed that mommy was sick. He thought she was just havin’ some allergy and sinus issues. So some lady came in and stole some of mommy’s bloods. You know, they didn’t shave her neck or nuffin’. They just stuck somethin’ in her finger and it was all over. Them VETs’ could learn a little somethin’ ’bout blood stealin’. You know, mommy be a redheaded white woman, but when they stuck her, she was a redheaded ghosty. I’s was meowin’ and goin’ crazy pants inside mine’s stroller. Mommy dropped her head ‘tween her knees and Doc came in and asked what all the fuss was ‘bout. He took one look at mommy and ran over and held her in the chair. After a hunnerd few minutes, mommy raised her head, and she was back to bein’ mine’s redheaded white mommy and not mine’s ghosty mommy. ‘Course, I’s had calmed down once Doc came in the room to help mommy, so I’s laid peacefully in the stroller lissenin’ to mommy and Doc talk.
They chatted ‘bout me and how things have changed fur the worse in medicine, and a little ‘bout pawlitics while waitin’ fur those blood test results. Furinally there was a knock on the door and the blood stealin’ thief appeared and handed Doc a piece of paper. He turned and looked at mommy and said, “How are you still walking around?” Seems mommy’s body be fightin’ the infection and sicks like crazy. So he faxed a script fur another antibiotic over to the furmacy and we all said our goodbyes and see ya’ laters. And with that mommy and me headed out to said furmacy to get mommy’s medicine.
Things were goin’ purretty good till we left the furmacy and got to the car. Mommy just missed the step off the curb and down we went. Yep, she was holdin’ on to the stroller, so I’s tumbled over too. Mommy says she was so embarrassed. There she lay on the pavement, with piddle pads flyin’ everywhere. (we keep a few in the bottom of the stroller, just in case) I’s don’t know ‘bout this embarrassin’, but it sure nuff was scary. Mommy recovered like any good kitty would. She looked ‘round and pulled herself up with the help of the car. Yes, of course she pulled me up too. And then we sashayed over to the car door to load up like nuffin’ ever happened.
When we got loaded in the car, mommy started cryin’ and ‘pawlogized fur lettin’ me fall. I’s was fine. I’s was just glad mommy was okay too. She’s a little extra bruised up, but all in all, she’s okay. After all that excitement, we headed straight fur home. Without even thinkin’, mommy popped her furst antibiotic dose in her mouth and swallowed it down. Then she went online to look it up. Seems, Cipro is used to treat serious infections; but it has some purretty scary side effects. So, we sure would purreciate any purrayers you can spare.
‘Member these cute little lettuce plants?
Now, do ya’ll wanna hear somethin’ cool? Mommy had her furst grown by her own hands salad this week. Yep, she was furinally able to harvest enuff leaves to make a salad. She said it was amazin’. But she also thinks she must be doin’ somethin’ wrong, cuz our garden doesn’t look or yield as much as the ones on the AeroGarden site.
Check out those salad leaves fresh from the AeroGarden
Yeah Raena, you’re right. But we did tell mommy that fur her furst time, she did a great job. Her lettuce pods have quite a few little baby sprouts that should eventually turn into more salad leaves. She’s been readin’ up and thinks her next growin’ venture should be Romaine. Most of the reviews talk ‘bout how quickly the Romaine grows.
I’s can’t wait sissy. I’s a really good helper. I’s tried to help mommy pick leaves fur her salad, but she kept shooin’ me away. I’s don’t know why she didn’t want mine’s help, do you?
Me doesn’t know Raena. Ya’ reckon it could have somethin’ to do with the fact that you tried to eat a few?
Who? Me? I’s was just makin’ sure they were ready, and not poison. You know, like a taste tester.
A taste tester? Yeah right. Whatever. Anyways, let’s wrap this up and go play.
Okay sissy. Furst we need to link up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade. We’ll be ‘round to visit when we can. Ya’ know, we gotta wait on mommy to help us type. And we hope you all have a furtastic weekend.
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. I’s hope ya’ll had a good week. We had such pawsum weather, you’d’a thought it was Spring time. We’ve really enjoyed these warmer days, but mommy says it means she’s gonna need to get some Bengal outdoor foggers cuz it hasn’t been cold enuff to kill anythin’. Welllllll, mommy’s no killer, so I’s had to ask what she meant. She says we have creepy crawlers, like spiders, scorpions, fleas, ticks and all manner of pests that have multiplied 10 times over this year.
Me can tell ya’, you don’t want any fleas Raena. Me had those when me was little and almost died.
Oh sissy, they sound pawful.
They are. And at the time, me was too young fur flea purroducts and the fleas had given me those nasty tape worms too. Of course me was too young fur tape worm medicine too. Fankfully mommy knew what to do and got rid of both those nasties and saved me. And, every year she tries to treat right outside our ‘pawrtment. But this year we’re gonna be needin’ a couple of them Bengal outdoor fogger cans. Mommy swears by the stuffs and says it has a money back guarantee. By the way, we ain’t getting’ paid or nuffin’ free fur sayin’ this. We just know some of ya’ have purroblems with fleas and such, and thought we’d tell ya’ how we treat fur ‘em.
It’s good ya’ said that sissy, wouldn’t want anypawdy thinkin’ we’s gettin’ paid fur somethin’ we’re not. MOL We also included the link to their site in case any of ya’ wanna check it out. You can buy most of it at your local feed store or hardware stores.
Anyways, there’s this cool blog hop called Shoppin’ ‘Round the World that pawrently sissy used to purrticipate in. Seems they quit cuz mommy wasn’t goin’ to the grocery stores and didn’t get the ads, so they didn’t know the purrices of stuffs anymore. We really wanted to purrticipate with Sammy and Teddy, so we looked online. But none of our stores have web sites, or ifin they do, they don’t list purrices. Somepawdy mentioned Wally World, but since we don’t have any delivery services, they just say “see your local store fur current purrices”. Altho’ mommy got dumped off at Wally World last week, checkin’ purrices was the last thing on her mind. She totally furgot ‘bout the blog hop. We did get a Family Dollar ad this week, but the only groceries they had on sale was a box of crackers and a can of soup. Nopawdy here eats soup, so we’ll be skippin’ the blog hop. Altho’, we are curious to see the purrices in your areas.
Yep, the only things mommy buys on a regular are our noms, supplements and litter. We can fur sure tell ya’ what they cost. MOL Mommy says we’re her most ‘spensive bill every month.
That’s true sissy. But she also says she wouldn’t have it any other way.
You sure are all over the place today Raena.
Well sissy, I’s havin’ one of those kind’a days. I’s been in to anythin’ and everythin’ I’s could…And all befur brekky. MOL
Yeah me knows. Mommy finally told ya’ the more messes you made that she had to clean up, the longer it was gonna be befur we got brekky.
Yeah she did. Who knew? I’s settled down real quick when she said that. She already moves in slow motion. I’s sure didn’t wanna slow her down any more.
Raena…Don’t make fun of mommy.
I’s wasn’t makin’ fun sissy. I’s was just meowin’ it like it is.
Well, ya’ don’t meow everythin’ that pops in your head. Just like ya’ don’t jump on me just cuz me walks by.
But it’s so much fun sissy. Besides, more offen than not, I’s jump over you and not actually on you.
On, over, semantics. Either way, ya’ shouldn’t do it.
The creepy solar bobble Santa was our Christmas gift
from da pawrtment’s management.
I’s’ll think ‘bout it sissy. On another note, the Aerogarden’s doin’ great. Mommy’s getting’ really excited. Looks like it might be another week befur she can harvest enuff fur a salad, but she did pull a leaf off last night and give it a try. She says it was nice and crunchy and tasted delishus. She was so delighted, sissy thought she might try a bite too. Mommy wasn’t very happy ‘bout that. She told us to leave her lettuce alone. Hmmmmpht Guess it’s back to the grass fur me.
Befur you confuse everypawdy even more and run off on another subject Raena, let’s wrap this up. We’re linkin’ up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade Bloghop.
Fanky Fanks sissy. We hope you all have a furtastic weekend.
Do you have any plans for the weekend?
Have you had unseasonably warm weather this winter?
Do/Have you have/had a flea or tick problem? If so, how do you treat it?
Till the next time……………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Meowllo everypawdy, come on in and take a seat. Get your favorite beverage, sit back and relax. it’s time fur another Service Cat Monday story. We didn’t get any questions last week, so we’ll be tellin’ an actual story ‘bout us. And yep, ya’ read dat right, today da story’ll be ‘bout us, Raena and me and of course mommy. We was gonna pick up where we left off last week, but mommy never lissens to me. Me told her we had purrlenty of stories to tell without her makin’ more, but…well, me’ll just tell ya’ ‘bout it. Ifin you’ve missed any posts in this series, purrlease click on da links at da bottom of this posty. As with all our Service Cat/Educational posts, da followin’ will be in human English. So let’s get to it.
It happened last night at dinner time and no, there are no photos. Ain’t that the way it always goes? Anyways, it had been dark and stormy all day yesterday and mommys arthritis was really acting up. She was hurting really bad and could barely get around. None of that is new. It’s pretty common actually, especially in the winter, and definitely now that her meds have been messed with. We’ve got to get the government outta medicine. Anyways, most of ya’ know we have a lot of “stuff”. Till the manager was finally told to leave mommy alone, she used to write us up all the time for being “cluttered”. Which of course isn’t any of her business and isn’t against the law. While there are a lot of reasons for our clutter, one is that mommy is a furniture walker.
Now a lot of you just said to yourselves, “A what? What’s a furniture walker?” So let me explain. Mommy, or any furniture walker for that matter, holds onto pieces of furniture, doors, walls, or tables to steady themselves when walking around. Me has told ya’ll that one of mommys problems is that she falls a lot. She often can’t feel her legs, feet and/or arms. Because this has been happening for so long, mommy has adjusted and can mostly make her extremities work anyways. Never the less, she still falls pretty regularly. Usually, she doesn’t get hurt too bad, because she’s learned to roll with it. But, when you add dizzy and an overload of pain to the mix then you get what we got last night at dinnertime.
Is dinner ready yet?
Mommy had been in the kitchen preparing our dinner plates and hollering for us to come up and get ready for dinner. Me was in the litter box and sis Raena was in the kitchen with mommy, so me wasn’t in any hurry. Me figured Raena could handle anything that might occur. The biggest thing that has happened during food prep is mommy dropping a plate and having to do a quick clean up. Yep, Raena could deal with that. Me finished up mes business and headed down the hall towards the kitchen just in time to see it all. Mommy had prepared our plates and was taking the bags of freeze dried noms back to their place on the external pantry shelf in the dining room by the front door. She only had one free hand, her left. Mommy’s a righty, by the way.
Mommy caught a glimpse of me and told me to come on down. Raena had taken her spot on the small brown cat tree that sits in the dining room; to continue to watch mommy. And then as if in slow motion, mommy got dizzy and lost her balance. She started reaching out and grasping at everything. That brown cat tree, her end table, a dining room chair. It didn’t matter what she grabbed. They all gave way and moved from their spots and provided mommy with no stability. Mommy dropped the bags of our noms and started grasping with her other hand as well. The brown cat tree just kept moving further away from mommy as did her end table and that dining room chair. After what seemed like forever…BOOM!!! Mommy finally hit the floor. As mommy fell, the cat tree had cut up her right arm. A fingernail got caught in the the carpeting and pulled back and broke off. Mommy landed, all sprawled out, backside to the floor. Her behind actually landed on a bag of our noms. She’s gonna have to order more, cuz they’re all crumbs now. Not sure what she hit her head on, but she’s gonna have a shiner for sure.
I’s luvs this toy.
Anyways, me ran down the hall to mommy and Raena flew over mommy towards the phone. Again, as if in slow motion, mommy laid there in total shock and began looking around. Mommy could feel something poking into her back, so she struggled to sit up. Me tried to get behind her to help push her up, but she had landed on one of our track and ball toys that was in mes way. Mommy finally sat up and hollered at Raena to leave the phone alone. Mommy said we didn’t need an ambulance. Mommy reached under herself and pulled out the bag of noms she had squished and started crying. Mommy told Raena and me how sorry she was that she had crushed our noms and promised she’d get us more. Then she apologized for breaking our track and ball toy. It was Raenas’ favorite. She looked around for something to hold onto to try to pull herself up. She could sort of feel her legs, but they were like jelly. Her cut arm was throbbing and she could feel pain everywhere. She noticed that Raena looked stressed and confused as she sat at mommys feet licking her toes.
Take dat you ole box you.
Everything that could have provided support for mommy had moved just out of reach. So she pulled her legs up and tried to push herself up with her hands. She told me to move out from behind her and told Raena to get on the Liberty tree beside her in the living room. Mommy was afraid she’d fall back down and didn’t want to fall on us. Finally mommy managed to push herself up. Then came the clean up as always. That’s the part mommy hates the most. Once everything was back in it’s place, mommy went back to the kitchen on her wobbly legs to get our dinner plates. That’s when mommy finally saw the blood dripping from her arm. She had a cut and scrape from her elbow just passed her wrist. Didn’t do her carpal tunnel any favors. She quickly cleaned up and brought our plates to our mat and called for us to come and eat. Raena and me sat at the edge of the living room watching and waiting for mommy to fall again. Thankfully, after she placed our plates on the mat, she sat down to look at her boo boos.
This brown tree in da dining room is just da right size
fur a kitten like me.
Well, the last thing Raena and me was interested in was eating dinner. We both jumped into mommys lap to give her some purr love. She’s gonna be okay, but she’s gonna be really sore for at least a few days. Mommy falls everyday, but the big ones like this, don’t happen that often. Mommy says that she gets hurt the most when she tries to fight the fall, and that’s exactly what she did last night. Unfortunately, there’s nothing we kitties can do when mommy falls. We can only be there to comfort her after it’s all over. Y, Raena even let mommy sleep in this morning.
Now me knows a lot of you are saying, “Well if you don’t do anything to stop your mommy from falling, how is this a story about Service Cats?” If you’ll remember, sis Raena’s first response was to head for the phone to call for help. See, we saw the blood before mommy did, and that’s a 911 event. Altho’ the blood wasn’t coming from mommys head and she was still conscious, which would mean we shouldn’t call for help. It’s okay tho’, Raena’s still learning and mommy’s proud of how she responded and that when told to leave the phone she immediately obeyed and took her spot beside mommy. Altho something was in the way, mes intentions were to help mommy sit up. And mes first response was to come to mommys aid instead of running to hide. Yes, mommy said she’s very proud of me as well. As we’ve said many times, it’s very important for a Service Cat to not only know their name, but to respond to it every time. Mommy says that she no longer has to “tell” us me everything, because we are me is able to assess the situation and determine the proper course of action to take. This happens because of our constant training and our bond with and concern for mommy.
I’s not leavin’ your side mommy. I’s’ll go wherever
So there ya’ have it. A brand new story ’bout us workin’ today. Raena did well, and is purroving she’s gonna be a great Service Cat. Reckon she’s not as droll as me once thought she was. Ifin ya’ have any questions ‘bout training or anything in general purrlease feel free to ask. We try to answer all questions in a timely manner. Due to mommys fall and subsequent injuries, we’re gonna be a bit slow fur at least da next few days, so purrlease bear with us.
Just let me have a little nappy furst.