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: firstname.lastname@example.org 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
(Mommy clears away the breakfast dishes and Dezi heads up the Liberty tree with Raena in pursuit. Dezi reaches the top first and turns and hisses at Raena who reaches out and swipes Dezi’s back leg.)
Quit tryin’ to trip me Raena!!!
Are you stickin’ your tongue out at me?
Well then quit hissin’ at me sissy.
Me didn’t hiss at ya’ till ya’ tried to trip me.
Well, what ‘bout earlier?
You jumped on top of me Raena. Wha’d ya’ expect me to do?.
I’s just wanted to play sissy.
You always wanna play Raena. Ya’ know sometimes it’s nice to just lay back and take a nap. Or fur instance, after a meal, some of us like to wash up.
I’s like a good nap as much as any kitty sissy, and cleanin’ up is a must. ‘Specially ifin I’s wanna ketch the attentions of a certain sweet boy cat. But mine’s neck furs always get caught in mine’s mouth. They seem to always be in mine’s way. Do you have that purroblem sissy?
Me did when me was a little baby kitty girl Raena, but not so much anymore. Your neck ruff is longer than me’s is. But me’s bloomers are longer than yours. And me’s whiskers are longer than yours too.
You don’t know that fur sure, sissy. Mommy says mine’s whiskers are purrlenty long. I’s just keep getting’ into things and breakin’ off the ends.
Yep, mommy hates it when ya’ do that. She says our whiskers are very m’purrtant, and we should take care of them.
I’s saw her pickin’ one up off the carpet the other day. Does she plan on tryin’ to glue it back on me or somethin’?
No silly. Mommy just luvs us so much she likes to keep those whiskers we shed. She’s got a jar full of ‘em fur each kitty she’s ever luvved. Me knows it sounds really strange, but she is only human after all. And those humans do some really weird stuffs sometimes.
No kitten sissy. Those whiskers ain’t gonna do her any good. Mommy’s wider than even your whiskers. (Raena snickers under her breath)
(Dezi lets out a little giggle and then gets serious)
(Dezi tries to hold back the grin and laugh growing inside her)
You should be ashamed of yourself. That’s not nice.
What? I’s was just meowin’ the truth. Mommy says we should always tell the truth, no matter what.
We should Raena. But sometimes, you just shouldn’t meow anythin’, ‘specially ifin the truth isn’t nice or would hurt somepawdy’s feelings.
Nope sissy, that’s not what mommy says. I’s purretty sure she says to always tell the truth, even ifin it hurts.
Raena, you’re still young and haven’t learned everythin’ just yet. There’s this thing called tact. It’s the way you meow those not so nice truths so that you don’t hurt anypawdy’s feelings.
Oh yeah? Well then just how would you meow that mommy’s wide.
Uh, well, uhm, (Dezi meowmbles under her breath) You just don’t meow it Raena. That’s how ya’ meow it, you just don’t.
Well that’s no fun. Hey, did you hear mommy talkin’ ‘bout her big ‘pointment tomorrow?
Yep, me sure did. It’s gonna be a long night. Her ‘pointment’s early in the meownin’, so she’ll have to stay up all night to be able to go. Me’s kinda hopin’ she takes you. Me would have the whole house all to me’s self. Me could nap and bathe and do all kinds of things in peace and quiet. Least fur a little while.
I’s hope she takes me too. I’s can show off mine’s purretty new harness and leash. And what do you mean, peace and quiet? We won’t be gone fur very long. But I’s not loud. The neighbors are loud. But not me.
You sure could, Raena. And yes, the neighbors are loud, but you can be too. Anyways, that’s the plan. When mommy’s gettin’ ready to go, you need to dance ‘round and drag out your harness, so mommy’ll know you wanna go really bad. ‘Course that also means that mommy’s gonna be really tired. So me told her we could skip our regular Service Cat Monday posty this week. But just this once.
But we’ll be back on Wednesday, right sissy?
Absolutely Raena. And we’ll have somethin’ on Wednesday that nopawdy’s gonna wanna miss.
We’re havin’ a give away too, aren‘t we sissy? This will be mine’s furst give away ever. I’s so excited I’s can’t hardly wait.
That’s right, Raena. We’ve kinda been teasin’ everypawdy with an occasional foto. And furinally, the day has come to meow all ‘bout it. You know, we are so blest. Bein’ Influencers allow us oppurrtunities we might not otherwise get. We really do like tryin’ out new things to tell our furiends ‘bout. But the greatest blessing we have are our furiends.
I’s agree sissy. I’s luvs our furiends so much. Did you see that we got another donation fur mommy’s dental fundraiser? We so wanna say fanky fank ya’ to our furiends over at Hairballs and Hissyfits. Ifin ya’ haven’t met Amarula, Frodo and Zulu, you should go by and check ‘em out. And ifin you would like to help mommy get her much needed dental work done, you can donate directly through paypal without any fees. Just use our email, email@example.com, or you can also donate through the fundraiser by clickin’ here. We really purreciate all those who have helped so far. We’re ‘bout half way to our goal and mommy’s mouth feelin’ all better. Hopefully, she’ll be smilin’ again real soon. She’s a little embarrassed to smile right now, and the air makes her teeth hurt worse; so she tries to keep her mouth shut most of the time.
Those things are all true Raena. But we are blest to have a mommy that still puts us furst, no matter how she feels. And we’ve been blest with some nice Spring weather this comin’ week. That means lots of strolls fur us. We can hear the birds singin’ and the wind blowin’ the furesh new leaves that are growin’ on the trees outside. Mommy says we’re in fur at least one more cold snap befur Spring furinally arrives to stay. You know, each day is a gift, a blessing to celebrate just bein’ alive. We are so fankful to have so much luv in our lives. ‘Member to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your lives. No matter how bad things might seem, there is always a blessing just waitin’ to be found.
And don’t furget the Sunday Selfies with the Kitties Blue sissy. Maybe a couple of those Wednesday teaser fotos would be good. We hope you’ll all stop by to find out what it is.
Till the next time………………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
(Mommy fumbles around in the kitchen making Dezi and Raena’s breakfast and mumbles something about the time)
Hey, sissy? What’s mommy mumblin’ ‘bout? Is it already brekky time? I’s not sure I’s really hungry yet. I’s know I’s not ready to hunt. ketch and kill anythin’.
Don’t let mommy hear you meowin’ that, we’ll never get brekky furst thing in the meownin’ again. Seems humans think they know better than God and change their clocks a couple times a year.
What does that mean, they change the clocks? What does a clock have to do with anythin’?
Oh Raena, the clock has Eeeverythin’ to do with everythin’ humans do. Even our mommy. The clock tells them when to get up, when to go to sleep, when to work, when to eat…
When to eat?!!! Why don’t they just go on tummy time? It works fur us.?
Ya’ think? You wanna know a secret?
A secret? Of course I’s wanna know a secret. What is it?
Calm down, mommy’ll think you’re tryin’ to rush her. The secret is, we think we run on our tummy time. But the truth is, mommy programmed our tummy clocks to the humans clocks so that our tummy time alarm goes off at the time mommy wants it too. Mommy’s a sneaky one, ya know.
What? What are you meowin’ ‘bout sissy? Our tummies have clocks? Did mommy furget to change them last night? Cuz really, I’s not think I’s hungry yet.
Trust me, by the time mommy gets our brekky ready, you will be. The hands on the clock may have moved fast an hour, but mommy’s movin’ in slow motion. Happens fur ‘bout a week every time the time changes. ‘Specially since it’s turned cold again.
(Dezi and Raena look over at mommy who looks a bit confused at where she was in preparing their breakfast)
Don’t worry, she’ll figger it out. Did you see the cool colorin’ book mommy got yesfurday?
Mommy didn’t realize the painting was flipped over till she
loaded these fotos this meownin’. 😦
I’s sure did. We won that fur mommy from awnty Marjorie and the Dash Kitten Crew. It travelled across the whole world to get here. And ya’ know what? I’s could still smell the kitties. It was really nice meetin’ some of our furiends. Ya’ know gettin’ to smell ‘em like that, I’s feel like I’s know them in the fur.
Fanky fank ya’. Mommy’s gonna have fun.
Yep, I’s exchanged a few scents too. Fank ya’ll, mommy’s gonna have lots of colorin’ fun. And she put the little paintin’ on her desk so she could look at it every day.
Hey Dezi, don’t furget to tell everypawdy ‘bout the fundraiser fur mommy. She got a big surprise this week.
Yep Raena, she sure did. An Angel sent us $800.00 to our paypal this week. Ya’ know what that means? We’re ‘bout half way to our goal. Fank you soooooooooooooo much. Of course mommy cried, cuz she was so grateful. You know, mommy hates that she needs help. Askin’ others to help us, is purrobably her least favorite thing. She’s always said she’d do whatever she had to in order fur us to get what we need, but when it comes to herself, she’d rather go without. But what’s goin’ on with her teethies is really bad and we’re desperate. That’s why we started the fundraiser fur her. We need our mommy to be here and as healthy as she can be to take care of us. Even ifin she moves in slow motion. She’s our slow motion mommy and we luv her. Ifin you’d like to donate, you can do so directly to our Paypal at: lexi(dot)dezi(at)yahoo(dot)com (fur your copy and paste convenience: firstname.lastname@example.org), or at the fundraiser here.
We also wanna say fank you to awnty Petal. She and mommy met thru sis Lexi on facebook, and they be like sisfurs. Awnty Petal be family and we luv her. Ya’ know when mommy got really really sick back when our ‘pawrtment flooded, awnty Petal called the pawlice to come check on mommy. That might not seem like a big deal till ya’ know, awnty Petal lives across the big pond. We are so blest to have so many wonderful and caring furiends.
We sure are sissy. And don’t furget, awnty Vonda sent money so mommy could buy you a new harness and leash just like mines. We’ll be stylin’ together.
Sure nuff. Fank you awnty Vonda, me can’t wait. Altho’ mommy did say me had to wait till she felt a little better so she could focus and order the right thing. Seems she can’t make out the numbers on the measurin’ tape right now. MOL Anyways, we are so fankful fur all of you; and we feel so blest to have you in our lives. Don’t furget to take a minute today and every day to give fanks fur the blessings in your lives.
Looks like mommy’s furinally got our brekky ready, sissy. Let’s link up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies and go eat. I’s sure nuff hungry now.
Till the next time……………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
(It’s Caturday and mommy seems upset. She’s in and out and on the phone a lot. Finally she settles down and both girls check on her and offer purrs)
What’s goin’ on mommy? Why did you go up to mr. W’s house? Is Buddy okay?
No baby, nothing’s okay.
What happened mommy? Why were there so many peeps outside and all those big trucks with flashin’ lights?
Oh girls, mr. W died sometime last night. All those flashing lights were the ambulance, police, fire trucks and coroner. They came to take mr. W away for the last time.
Our furiend Buddy.
Where’s Buddy? What happened to Buddy mommy?
That’s what I was trying to find out girls.
He must’a been so scared with all that commotion and all those peeps. He’s not very furiendly to begin with. And loud noises really scare him. And he’s mean to peeps he knows, I’s can only ‘magine how he’d be with all those strangers.
Yes, Raena, you’re right about all those things. I’m upset, because they called our local pound to come and catch him and take him away. I know we can’t keep him, and he probably wouldn’t be able to be rehomed. But at least he could have been with someone familiar who cared about him at the end.
Did Buddy go to heaven with sis Lexi?
Yes baby, he did. They declared him feral cuz of the way he was acting and shot him. Sometimes I hate our town and these back water people and their attitudes towards animals. Mr. W’s family didn’t wanna bother with Buddy, and he hadn’t put anything in writing stating his wishes or naming a person to make those decisions. It’s so frustrating when people don’t think about their pets and what will happen to that pet if they die or can no longer take care of them. And of course, this all hit me pretty hard. I do have a plan in place for ya’ll, but the person that was supposed to take care of it, recently died as well. I’m having trouble finding someone to replace them. But don’t you girls worry about that, I’ll get it worked out.
Well then mommy, that just means you can’t leave us.
Me agrees with Raena mommy. You’ll just have to stay right here with us.
I want nothing more girls. We are so blest to have each other.
You got that right mommy. Me might hiss and growl at Raena every now and then, but me is glad she’s here. Pest or not, me does luv her.
Fanky fanks sissy. I’s luvs you too. We are a very blest furmily to have so much luvs.
Yep Raena, we are. And we have so many pawsum furiends. What happened with Buddy is pawful, but it happens every day. Ifin we could urge you to do one thing, it would be to make purrpurrations fur your furry furmily members befur it’s too late. We are all blest to have so much, but none of us are guaranteed a tomorrow. This discussion may not be the most pawpular, or cheeriest discussion you could have, but it’s one of the most luvvin’ conversations you can have. Whether you’ve spent one day or ten plus years with you furry furmily member, purrparin’ fur their future, whatever that might be, is just as luvvin’ and purrtant as puttin’ fresh food and water down every day.
On another note, would like say fank you to those who have donated to mommy’s dental fundraiser. We’re still a long ways from the goal, but we’re purrayin’ and believin’ that mommy can hold out till we can get enuff to at least get rid of the teeth causin’ so much pain and infection. We purray the infection doesn’t spread and get outta control befur that happens. Ifin you would like to help us, you can donate directly to our PayPal usin’ our email address: email@example.com or by clickin’ here to donate thru the fundraiser.
We also wanna say fanky fank you all fur bein’ our furiends. Each day when we purray fur all of you, our hearts swell with joy. Just a few short years ago, we could have never ‘magined bein’ so blest with so many wonderful and caring furiends. We might not have anypawdy local that cares ‘bout us, but we do have all of you. Mommy says any time we don’t post on one of our regular days, there’s been an email or two from one or more of you checkin’ in on us.
That’s right Raena. We do have the bestest furiends in the universe. Each of us are blest. Sometimes ya’ just gotta stop a minute and see ‘em. So we’re remindin’ ya’ to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur the blessings in your lives. We’re also joinin’ the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. And don’t furget to join us tomorrow fur Service Cat Monday. We got some great questions to answer. Me almost furgot; after our last posty, somepawdy asked how high our ceilings are. We looked at the buildin’ plans and then mommy measured as good as she could cuz there was a little confusion ’bout the plans. Anyways, our ceiling’s be ’bout 12-14 feet high. Yep, Raena is a long tall kitty girl.
Till the next time………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Have you (your human) made preparations for your (you/pet) in the event they outlive you?
If so, is it in writing or a verbal agreement?
Do you think it’s important to have it in writing?
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Mommy A: Black
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses