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Chatting Cats: Getting Old’s No Fun At All

Hey everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle. It’s gonna be one of those days. Mommy’s not yet finished her furst cup of coffee and she’s already yellin’ at her new smarty pants fone. I’s not sure who Okay Google is, but accordin’ to mommy she’s a bossy idiot.

 

Dezi stretches while looking at Raena laying on the heated cat mat

 

 

 

          RaenaBelle!!! Me thinks you’re usin’ the idiot word too much these days. It’s just not nice. 

 

But sissy, that’s what mommy said. She told her she didn’t wanna go that way to the dentist this time, she wanted to go thru Ardmore. And all that Okay Google could say is “hmmmmm I don’t know how to help you with that.” Mommy’s been screamin’ at her to quit redirectin’ the directions to the quickest route. Ya’ know, mommy wants to take a safer route today, but she needs that silly fone fur directions. (Raena shakes her head)

 

Dezi and Raena together

 

 

 

          Well Raena, ya’ know mommy’s eyes aren’t what they used to be and it’s hard fur her to see the writin’ on the maps. Me knows she was lookin’ at the atlas last night and mumblin’ ‘bout the tiny purrint and gettin’ old. 

 

Well sissy, sounds like we need to learn how to read a map so we can give mommy directions. 

 

          Sure Raena, me will put that right up there with make mommy a cup of coffee. We kitties can’t read the map any more than mommy can. Besides, me heard mommy say that she’d just go to Ardmore and then ask the silly smarty pants fone fur directions.

 

Raena lays atop the liberty cat tree

 

 

 

Sounds like mommy’s outsmarted the smarty pants fone to me, sissy. I’s knew our mommy was smart. Meowin’ of dentists, fanky fankfully, we got our money back from Aspen Dental over the weekend so mommy can pay the new dentist today. I’s so glad we don’t have to deal with those peeps anymore.

 

          Me too Raena. Mommy used to get so stressed befur her ‘pointments that she almost made herself sick. Meowin’ of ‘pointments, did you see the card me got from the V-E-T? They actually wanted me to tell mommy to call them to schedule a ‘pointment fur them to stab and manhandle me. Hmmmpht  Like that’s gonna happen. What self respectin’ kitty in their right mind would willingly tell their human to take them to the V-E-T? Not this one me tells ya’. Nope, no way. 

 

Raena looks over her shoulder while standing on the table at the vet's office

What are you lookin’ at? Don’t you be gettin’ any

ideas ’bout pokin’ me with that.

 

 

 

Well, good luck with that one sissy; I’s think mommy already saw the card. Besides, why would you think you could get outta goin’ when I’s had to go the day befur mine’s Gotchaday?

 

          But Raena, you didn’t get poked and jabbed on your visit. They wanna do all kinds of unmeowable things to me. It’s just not fair, me tells ya’, not fair at all. Every year they think they oughtta jab me with their huge needles. 

 

Raena sits in stroller at the vet's office

I’s feelin’ all better mommy, let’s go home.

 

 

 

Every year sissy? Does that mean I’s gonna have to go back too? They already tried to kill me the other day. I’s know they’re plannin’ and plottin’ mine’s demise. The kitties in the waitin’ room when we left told me so. Their names were Thelma and Louise. I’s told ‘em to run fur their lives when their carrier doors opened. I’s told ‘em not to stop fur the bonito flakes we left on the table. I’s sure hope they got out okay. They reminded me of your pawsum sis Lexi. They were big ol black tabby kitty girls…and I’s do mean big.

 

Dezi atop the cat tree looking down

 

 

 

          Really Raena? Me hopes they got away too. Ya’ know, we oughtta check fur some new hidin’ spots so mommy won’t be able to find us to take us to the ol stabby place. Me saw you watchin’ mommy drag stuffs outta the furbidden room (closet), did she make enuff room fur us to get in and hide? 

 

Raena lays on the bed on jeans

It sure looks like fun in there mommy. Where’d you get all that stuffs?

 

 

 

I’s don’t think so sissy. Who knew mommy had that many clothes?. I’s never seen her wear any of ‘em befur?. 

 

          Yeah Raena, it’s been a while. Those are mommy’s dressy clothes that she only wears fur special occasions. She hasn’t had much cause to wear ‘em in quite some time. Me does ‘member a time when she’d shimmy and shake into somethin’ called panty hose and shapers and then pull out somethin’ really nice from the furbidden room. Since we go to church at home now, mommy says she doesn’t need to wear the hose and shapers anymore. Truth be told, me doesn’t think they’d fit. MOL 

 

Ooooh Sissy, you better not let mommy hear you meow that. I’s think that might hurt her feelings. 

 

Dezi looks at camera while sitting on cat scratcher

 

 

 

 

          Sometimes the truth hurts, Raena. You know mommy says we should always tell the truth, even ifin it’s not necessarily nice.

 

Uh, Mommy also says ifin ya’ can’t say somethin’ nice then don’t say anythin’ at all. I’s purretty sure implyin’ mommy’s fat would fall unner that category. 

 

          Fat? Me didn’t call mommy fat, you did and me’s tellin’. MOL You’re in trouble now. (Dezi runs to mommy laughing all the way

 

Dezi, watches RAena walk off the Liberty cat tree

 

 

 

(Raena runs after Dezi meowing) Wait!!! Sissy, I’s didn’t call mommy fat, you did. I’s can run faster than you. Besides, I’s the baby, who do you think mommy’s gonna believe? I’s gotta hurry and finish mine’s brekky so we can get ready to go to Tishomingo today. Fanky fankfully, it’s not s’posed to storm today. Maybe we can stop fur some special treats. Ifin you don’t tell mommy, I’s’ll bring you somethin’ back?. 

 

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

 

Raena: Navy Blue 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

 

 

 

Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses 

 

RaenaBelle and Deztinee

Blest Sunday: Garage Sales Ain’t All That

MeOW  C’mon RaenaBelle, it’s Blest Sunday. Me’s thinkin’ we might have to type our own posty today. Me doesn’t think me’s ever seen mommy this wiped out. Well, x’cept maybe that time she got so sick she could hardly function. Me keeps tellin’ her she’s gettin’ to old fur these all nighters. They’re fur the young and dumb, not the old and crazy. 

 

Blest Sunday purple kitty clip art graphic

 

 

          That’s not nice, sissy. Mommy’s not crazy…much. But you’re right, she is wiped out. She spent all night Fursday and all of Furiday into Caturday meownin’ tryin’ to get things set up fur the garage sale. Only to find out there was no ads placed in any of the newspapers ‘round here. She couldn’t believe it. But since everythin’ was already out and she hadn’t slept, she decided to hope and purray that somepawdy would come by.

 

Dezi lays on liberty tree and Raena on the small perch looking at each other in front of the door.

 

 

 

Yep Raena, and we did have a few customers. So, me guesses that’s a blessin’. 

 

          How would you know sissy, you spent the whole day hidin’ out?. Even when the sale was over and momnmy called fur ya’ still you hid out. What ifin mommy had really needed you? 

 

Dezi atop the liberty cat tree with Raena sitting pretty on a lower ledge

 

 

 

Me wasn’t hidin’ Raena, me was just takin’ a nice long nap in the quietest place me could find. Could me help it ifin it was unner the table behind a bunch of stuff? Me knew mommy was fine, me could hear it in her voice. Besides, she had you. You sat at the front door actin’ like the welcomin’ committee. It’s so, so, it’s so embarrassin’ and un-cat-like. Dogs wait at the door waggin’ their tails waitin’ to hump anypawdy that walks up, not kitties. Kitties are s’posed to hiss and run fur cover, and only come out once we know the stranger isn’t a stranger. Sometimes me’s just wonders where you learned to be a cat at?. 

 

Raena sits pretty on the Liberty cat tree

 

 

 

           Oh sissy, you don’t always run from peeps at the door. I’s learned everythin’ I’s know from you. 

 

Don’t meow that, Raena. That’s why it’s so embarrassin’, cuz me knows you’re gonna blame it on me. Hmmmpht  Anyways, how did it go at the V-E-T the other day? Cuz of the garage sale, we haven’t posted since last Wednesday. We even missed our Service Cat Furiday post. Mommy was so exhausted she couldn’t even help us write a posty.

 

Raena sits on the table at the Vet's office

 

 

 

          Well sissy, I’s wasn’t none too happy bein’ there. It was stormin’ like crazy all that day. T’ween the radio and mommy’s new smarty pants fone, the beepin’ and screechin’ was horrible. Like we couldn’t see we were in the middle of a storm?. Hmmmpht  Anyways, the V-E-T said the yellow and green goop wasn’t normal, but she told mommy to put regular saline drops in mine’s eyes 3 – 4 times a day fur a month. Ifin there’s still no change, we’d give those antibiotic/steroid drops a try fur a whole month ‘stead of just 2 weeks and hopefully knock out the infection once and fur all. Needless to meow, mommy’s not real purrleased with the V-E-T’s recommendations. She never really is. They did say that mine’s eyes didn’t appear to be in any danger of goin’ blind or nuffin’ like that. So, that’s ‘bout it, we came straight home cuz mommy knew you were home alone durin’ those nasty storms and she had lots to do fur the weekend.

 

Dezi lays in lap getting love close up

 

 

 

Well, guess it’s good that you’re not gonna go blind, Raena. Ya’ know, Furiday was your 2nd Gotchaday, and well, we just had too much goin’ on to really celebrate. So, me and mommy are plannin’ a big bash fur ya’ on the last Tuesday of this month (6/26). All our furiends are invited. Anyways, we better wrap it up fur today and go and check on mommy. Despite the fact that our week didn’t go quite as planned, we’re still Blest. We have each other and all of you. We wouldn’t change that fur anythin’ in this world. As always, we’d like to remind you all to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur the Blessings in your lives.

 

Raena sleeps in mommy A's lap

Mommy’s lap, mine’s favorite place.

 

 

 

          Good idea sissy. I’s just gonna link us up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies and I’s’ll be right there. 

 

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

 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue 

Raena: Navy Blue

 

 

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses 

 

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Blest Sunday: Furever Blest

MeOW  (Dezi sits atop the liberty cat tree looking out the door) It’s time fur Blest Sunday, so Thunderstorms, ya’ll just stay away. This is me’s day to post and me doesn’t wanna have to yell over ya’. 

 

Blest Sunday purple kitty clip art graphic

 

 

 

          Raena:  Sissy? Who are you meowin’ too, I’s don’t see anypawdy outside?. 

 

Dezi lays on the liberty cat tree looking out the door

 

 

 

Don’t worry ‘bout it Raena, it’s time fur Blest Sunday and me was just meowin’ how Blest we are. Spring, or rather Summer has furinally showed up and nature’s all a-flutter. The pawrents of those last birdies in the nest over the alarm on our door have been hangin’ on our walkway rails all day every day keepin’ watch over their babies and runnin’ off any other birdies that might come by fur a look see. 

 

Raena watches the birds on the rail outside

 

 

 

          Yeah sissy, they sure have been fun to watch. They take up their stations at each end of the rail till some unsuspectin’ birdy comes along and then they start chatterin’ and swarmin’ the intruder.

 

Male and Female birds on rail keeping watch over nest

 

 

 

Yeah Raena, they’re quite the sight to see. Me thinks a couple of cardinals teamed up the other day to see what it was they were purrtectin’.

 

Bird on rail keeping watch over nest

 

 

 

 

          I’s saw that sissy. While the pawrents were chasin’ one cardinal off another came swoopin’ in fur a close-up. ‘Course that mommy bird must not have been too fooled cuz she came divin’ outta the sky and chased off the other cardinal. It made fur some purretty x’citin’ bird teevee…fur ‘bout ten minutes. I’s wanna know where all the squirrels have gone off too? And where’s our Coon furmily that comes up fur spam? 

 

Well Raena, maybe the Coons figgered out we were broke. The last time they came up askin’ fur spam, mommy gave ‘em an old can of expired chicken chunks instead. Me doesn’t think they liked it nearly as much as they do that canned meat bi-product. And with all the rain and thunderstorms we’ve been havin’ it’s purrobably a little too wet fur ‘em. Mommy did see a bunny rabbit the other day. By the time she got the car door open and her new smeow-arty pants fone out and the camera app open, that bunny was long gone. Mommy even tried searchin’ fur him with the flashlight app on said fone; but, no bunny in sight.

 

          That poor bunny must’ve thought mommy had one of those big woofies that chased him the other day. 

 

Dezi lays with arm hanging over edge of the liberty cat tree while Raena bathes on the shelf below her.

 

 

 

Ya’ might be right Raena. Me would like to know where those woofies came from too? Me actually likes the big woofies much better than those heel nippers that run ‘round here without their humans, but our ‘pawrtments’ has a size and weight limit fur anipals and those woofies were fur sure too big. They might be the reason we haven’t had any squirrel teevee this year too?. They chase everythin’…even with their human attached to them by that leash. They just drag her right along with ‘em. 

 

          Yeah sissy, they may be funnier than squirrel teevee even. On another note, we need to say a meowsy big fanky fank ya’ to awnty Cindy. Mommy luvs the purrfume you sent fur her birthday. We luvs it too, don’t we sissy? 

 

Dezi sniffs the Zanzi perfume gift from Cindy

 

 

 

Yep Raena, and it’s gonna smell much better on mommy than it does on the carpet. Mommy just couldn’t wait 7 more days to open it. She jumped in the shower the minute she got it so she could put some on. 

 

Raena peeks out from the liberty cat tree and sniffs the Zanzi perfume gift from Cindy

 

 

 

          And then I’s nuzzled up next to mommy’s chest to smell her sissy. I’s do luvs it when mommy smells so good. It reminds me of the sweet smell of luvs I’s felt the day I’s met her fur the furst time. 

 

Dezi gets loving while laying in mommy's lap

 

 

 

Yeah Raena, me too. Anyways, this past week was full of Blessings fur all of us. Mommy saw her new dentist and really likes her. Mommy’s mouth is healin’ up nicely and she’ll be startin’ the purrocess to get her purrmanent dentures next month. We’re still waitin’ to hear from those nasty peeps at Aspen dental, but we’ve been purrayin’ that God will give us favor and make them return the green papers mommy gave them fur work they didn’t do; she needs it to pay the new place. Spring/Summer has arrived and brought warmer days and more Mr. Sunshine with her. That means we’ll be strollin’ befur long. 

 

          Ifin we can get rid of all the wets, sissy. We can’t go strollin’ in the rain and thunderstorms.

 

True Raena, but mommy says there’ll be purrlenty of dry days fur strollin’ soon. Anyways, mommy got that early birthday gift and reminded us how Blest we are to have such pawsumly amazin’ furiends. Fank you all fur sharin’ your lives with us. We luv you all very much. And as always, we’d like to remind you to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the Blessings in your life. 

 

Raena gets loving while laying in mommy's lap and squints for the camera

 

 

 

          And don’t furget Sunday Selfies, sissy. We’re linkin’ up with the Kitties Blue like we do every week. We are furever Blest.

 

Furever Blest huh? Me likes that Raena. C’mon, let’s finish brekky and have a little nap befur the storms start up again. 

 

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

 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue 

Raena: Navy Blue 

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

 

Deztinee and RaenaBelle 

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