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.
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)
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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)
(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
Raena: Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. A dry RaenaBelle at that. You are never gonna believe what mommy did yesfurday.
Dezi: Hey Raena, what’d ya’ think ‘bout the new dentist? Huh? Mommy says she really likes her. She says the office was really nice. There was a huge waitin’ room with windows in every corner fur different kinds of doctors. Mommy said she was shocked and impurressed at how clean the pawtty box room was. Seems there’s 3 dentist in the office who work every day. Well every day Monday thru Fursday; they’re closed on Furidays. And mommy’s dentist Dr. Collier has been there fur 7 years. Things are already lookin’ better than they did at Aspen, who couldn’t seem to keep a dentist on staff. Mommy’s just ready fur Aspen to honor their money back guarantee and give her the green papers she paid them fur the dentures they didn’t make. Anyways, what’d you think Raena?
Hmmmmpht Yeah sissy, mommy says it was great but I’s wouldn’t know. ‘Pawrently the roads to Tishomingo are some real doozies of “country pig trails”, and with the thunderstorms makin’ it dark and gloomy and impairin’ visibility, mommy was a bit scared and nervous ‘bout the drive. So she left me here at home with you!!! How dare she!!! What ifin somethin’ had happened and she needed me? Anythin’ could’a happened and mommy would’a been totally alone.
Well Raena, you’re right, anythin’ could’a happened and that’s zactly why mommy didn’t take you. Mommy always puts our health and well bein’ befur hers. Ifin somehtin’ had happened, say mommy ran off one of those pig trails into a ditch or tree or had some kind’a accident with another idiot drivin’ too fast on those pig trails thinkin’ they own ‘em and oughtta drive in the middle of ’em, she’d never have been able to live with herself ifin you’d been hurt or worse, deaded. Fankfully, mommy did okay and was able to stay at the office till she was able to drive home after her ‘pointment.
Yeah sissy, I’s do ‘purreciate that mommy doesn’t purr-puss-fully put us in harm’s way, but I’s still worry ‘bout her bein’ alone out there. Ya’ know, totally at the mercy of the elements and the kindness of strangers…who ain’t always so kind. Mommy says she’s gonna look fur a safer way to get there fur her next ‘pointment so she doesn’t have to be alone. It’s never good to tempt fate, I’s meow. I’s pawfully glad mommy made it home safely, but I’s sure was worried ‘bout her. Anyways, that nice Dr. Collier pulled the last two teethies mommy had and scheduled her fur a pointment to make the impurressions fur her dentures next month. Looks like we’re furinally gonna see an end to all this. We just gotta get our green papers back from that pawful Aspen Dental so we can pay the new place. In the meantime, mommy talks really funny.
That she does Raena. Ya’ know that got me to thinkin’ ifin our meows change when we kitties lose our teethies? ‘Pawrently teeth play a ‘purrtant role in furmin’ a lot of words. What do you think? Would we meow differently without our teeth? Ya’ know kitties have a large repurrtoire of meows, chortles, chirps, hisses, growls and other sounds. How are those sounds affected when we lose our purmanent teeth? Do ya’ reckon some really rich purrson would try to get kitty dentures fur their toothless kitty? Do they make kitty dentures?
Oh sissy, I’s think you may have a little too much time on your paws. Who thinks ‘bout those kinds of things anyways?. I’s don’t think I’s would want any kitty dentures.
Ya’ never know what peeps will come up with Raena. Mommy says that years ago she knew a company who made implants fur male kitties who had been neutered. Sure ‘nuff, your male kitty could look like he had stuff to strut fur only $6,000.00. And, there was even different sizes to choose from. (Dezi and Raena shake their heads)
OMC That’s not right sissy, it’s just not right. And, on that note, I’s think we should go check on mommy. She’s havin’ quite a bit of pain. Seems those last two teethies were imbedded in the nerve and hurt a little more than the last time. Mommy’s had one of those serious migraines since last night. Hopefully, she’ll be able to help us visit with our furiends soon. We sure wanna fanky fank everypawdy fur your well wishes and purrayers.
Till the next time………………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Dezi: MeOW RaenaBelle, hurry up. It’s time fur Blest Sunday. And, today’s Mother’s day too. You heard the lady in the box (alexa: echo dot) didn’t ya’?
Raena: I’s comin’ sissy, I’s just lookin’ fu a dry spot to walk in. I’s thought we were gonna do somethin’ special fur mommy today, you know, like let her drink a whole cup of coffee while it’s still hot, and give her extra luvvins and massages. I’s purretty sure she didn’t want your gifts. Ya’ know, we’re s’posed to be treatin’ her today and takin’ care of her, not the other way ‘round.
Oh Yeah? Well Raena, me got to thinkin’ ‘bout your suggestions and me decided mommy would much rather have the gift of knowin’ she was needed than a hot cup of coffee or a massage that we give her everyday anyways. So, me decided to start her day off right at 2:30 this meownin’. What’d ya’ think ‘bout me’s aim from the top of the liberty cat tree when me hurled that hairball wrapped in dinner? Did you hear it splat on the floor and on all three lower ledges of the tree? Me even got some on the table beside mommy’s sittin’ chair. Me’s got game that’s fur sure.
Oh sissy, I’s not so sure that’s what “game” means. And, judgin’ by the look on mommy’s face and all that huffin’ she did, I’s not so sure she was all that impurressed by your purrjectile hairballs. I’s know fur sure she wasn’t happy ‘bout the puddle of piddle you left in the middle of the pawtty box room floor at 4 a.m.. Why would you do that? Both pawtty boxes we purrfectly clean, just the way you like ‘em.
Me already meowed that to ya’ Raena. Me wanted mommy to feel needed. Me hasn’t decided what me’s gonna do next. Me might have to save the rest fur her birthday at the end of this month.
Sissy, I’s would bet you all mine’s treats fur a month that mommy would much rather have a massage than purrjectile vomit or puddles of piddle any day. You already meowed that gift ideas weren’t your thing, so why don’t you leave the plannin’ to the master…Me!?
Master? You? Huh!!! Conceited much? Mommy knows how much we luv her, she doesn’t need to finish a hot cup of coffee to feel our luv.
Nope sissy, she doesn’t. That’s why it’s a good idea; it’s somethin’ she doesn’t need, but somethin’ she doesn’t get to do very offen cuz of us. Of course mommy knows we luvs her, just like we know she luvs us…even when you leave puddles of piddle on the floor. But she always tries to make our special days extra nice, so it’s only right we do the same fur her. That means, no more purrjectile vomit or puddles of piddle fur her to clean up…at least fur today.
Me will think ‘bout it, K Raena? Me’s so blest to have such a luvvin’ mommy. No matter how tired she is or what she might be doin’, she always makes time fur me. She never hollers at me, even tho’ me knows she might not be happy with somethin’ me did…like the puddle of piddle. Me knew the minute me met mommy that me never had to worry ‘bout anythin’ ever again. Mommy’s kept every purromisse she’s ever made to me, so that’s how me knows, we’ll be together furever. Me luvs mommy sooooooooo much.
I’s luvs mommy too, sissy, and I’s just as blest as you. Mother’s day is the day we celebrate the special peeps in our lives that take care of us and keep us safe and cherish us no matter what. Givin’ birth doesn’t make you a mother, luvvin’ unconditionally does. Bein’ there and purrtectin’ and guidin’ the young does. Whether your kids have fur or skin doesn’t matter. We wish all the mother’s out there a very Happy and Blest Mother’s day. And to mommy, we say fanky fank you; your luvs can never be measured or replaced. We luvs you more and more each day.
Hmmmmm Guess you’re purretty good at this Raena. We do luv our mommy and purray her day is as Blest as ours. We’d also like to remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the Blessings in your life. Fank you all fur bein’ a pawrt of ours and Happy Mother’s day to all who fill those shoes.
Don’t furget sissy, we’re linkin’ up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. We’re gonna go give mommy some of those extra massages now. Happy Mother’s day to you all.
Till the next time………………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses