Hey Raena, do you know what day it is?
Sure I’s do sissy. It’s time fur our Blest Sunday posty. You know what we haven’t done in a while?
What’s that Raena?
We’ve not welcomed all our new furiends. Ya’ know, we say ifin ya’ come by once, you’re a visitor, ifin ya’ come back again, you’re family.
That’s right Raena. We’re so happy to have so many pawsum furiends. Me’s sis Lexi always said we had the bestest furiends in the universe. And, me’s sis Lexi was hardly ever wrong.
I’s sure wish I’s could’a met her sissy.
You would’a liked her Raena. But, ifin she was still here, you wouldn’t be. Mommy says things work out the way they’re s’posed too. We might not unnerstand why things happen the way they do, but, God has a plan fur everythin’ and we just have to believe He’ll take care of us.
Like all those hurricanes, sissy? I’s sure don’t unnerstand why they have to happen. We’ve got so many furiends bein’ affected by ‘em. I’s really worried ‘bout their safety.
Me too Raena, but all we can do is purray fur them. Fankfully, there are lots of peeps comin’ together to help out. You know, we saw a lot of those helpers last night on the chatter box.
I’s was so happy to see all those peeps reunited with their furry furmily members. And, to learn that the laws were changed so that anipals had to be included in all rescue effurts. Peeps are furinally startin’ to unnerstand just how ‘purrtant us anipals are to our humans. I’s know mommy would never go off to save herself and leave us behind. And now, the law’s on her side and she wouldn’t have too.
Yeah Raena, me’s happy ‘bout that too. So offen in the past, anipals have had to fend fur themselves, cuz rescuers and shelters didn’t allow anipals to accompany their humans durin’ disasters of any kind. Even tho’ anipals can now accompany their humans, steps should still be taken to make sure we could be reunited in the event we were to get separated.
Like our microchips, sissy? Ya’ know, I’s wasn’t crazy ‘bout gettin’ that thing to begin with. But, ifin it helps to make sure I’s will always be with mommy, I’s glad I’s got it.
Yep Raena, our microchips are a purrfect way to identify us and help make sure that we’ll always be with mommy. But, the microchip alone won’t work ifin ya’ don’t keep the infurmation updated with the chippin’ company. Our chips are registered with Petlinks. Mommy checks our infurmation at least a few times a year. Since not too much changes ‘round here, that’s all she needs too. But, ifin we were to move, change our noms, require meds, or change VETs or anythin’ else, mommy would need to update our profiles’ to reflect those changes. Could you ‘magine us bein’ separated from mommy and not gettin’ the food we’re used too? As ifin bein’ scared wouldn’t be bad enuff, but then, we might not even eat cuz the food would be wrong.
Not that we’d eat anyways, but it’s a good idea, just in case. It’s also a good idea, to have copies of our chip nummers, mommy’s fone nummer and VET records in an emergency bag in the event we had to evacuate or somethin’. And, our peeps should also make sure to keep some fresh noms and bottled water, food and water bowls, a first aid kit, any meds or supplements we might need, leashes, harnesses/collars, some litter, a small box, a comfurt blanky or nip mat and maybe even a toy or two should also be in our emergency bag. You can check out our post here fur a list of things you should have in the event of an emergency.
Those are some great suggestions Raena. We are so fankful that mommy’s purrpared. While it’s unlikely we’ll be hit by a hurricane, we are subject to tornadoes, wild fires and even earthquakes. We’ve heard from many of our furiends in the path of the current hurricanes, and we’re so happy that they are all still together. But, there are many peeps and anipals that aren’t. We’re purrayin’ fur all those in need. We’re very blest to not be facin’ these storms ourselves and to be home safe and sound with our mommy. We are also blest to have so many amazin’ furiends. We’d like to remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your lives and to say a little purrayer fur all those in need.
We’d also like to remind everypawdy that wants to help to check out the many ways you can by clickin’ the links here. We’re joinin’ the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies and sendin’ lots of hugs to all of you. Fanky fank ya’ fur bein’ our furiends. Purrlease, stay safe and ifin you’re in the path of a storm, keep in touch so we can all know how to purray and/or help. And join us tomorrow fur another Service Cat Monday posty.
Till the next time………………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
Hey, are ya’ there? Sis Dezi told me to welcome ya’ to a new Blest Sunday befur I did anythin’ else, so welcome. It’s fur sure a Blest Sunday. I’s blest to be alive and meowin’ at ya’ at all after da Furiday I’s had. Let me tell ya’. Those peeps tried to KILL me!!! Sure nuff, they wanted your cute little fluffy girl d-e-a-d, DEAD!!! But befur I’s gets to dat, I’s do wanna fank God and Hims pawsum angels again fur makin’ sure we had air conditionin’ in da car. It was some kinda hot and I don’t think I’s woulda made it without dat nice cool air.
As ya’ may ‘member from some of our fotos, I’s been takin’ a few local strolls ‘round our ‘pawrtment complex since I’s gotten a little bigger. So this was mines furst time to really travel in style. Well mommy says travelin’ in style also has to be done safely, so dat meant harnessin’ up so I’s could be tethered in to da stroller. Well, I’s not gotten dat much bigger. Mommy found one of da smaller harnesses dat sissy got from dat rescue group one Christmas, and did her bestest to make it fit me. So, I’s went out sportin’ da new oversized look. Mommy insists I’s tell ya’ dat this was mines furst time ever bein’ in a harness much less with a leash attached. This is somethin’ mommy generally spends time trainin’. She says I’s a natural. So anyways, let’s get back to da killer peeps called VETs.
As ya’ll may ‘member, these vaccinations haven’t been very nice to me so far. I’s been really sick after every visit, and last time was da worstest. Mommy was really scared I’s was gonna die. I’s gotta tell ya’, I was purretty scared too. Not only was I sick from da shots but I’s also had dat heat exhaustion from bein’ in da hot car. Well fank God I’s didn’t have dat to worry ‘bout this time, so I’s figgered a quick trip in to be mauled and poked and mommy and me would be off to get me some special treats and have peeps swoon over me. After all, I’s was in mines new oversized fashion wear. I’s did look rather cute ifin I’s do say so mines self. When we arrived, fank catness there was none of those big whiney, nosy doggy’s in da waitin’ room. Matter of fact, there was no one there at all. Guess dat shoulda been mines furst clue dat it was gonna be a bad day. They had nuffin’ but time to torture me.
Furst up was da big scale, where I’s weighed in at just over 3 pounds. 3 pounds 1 ounce to be exact. I’s growin’ up. Anyways, we then headed to a room where mommy decided it was time fur an impurr-omptu foto shoot of me in minez oversized pink fashion dress. We were rudely innerupted by da lady in da white coat and her assistant. Seems Dr. C’s new VET is takin’ over more and more. Well da assistant purromptly grabbed me outta mommy’s hands and scruffed me. Looka’ here, just cuz I’s a Ragdoll with a docile nature doesn’t give ya’ da right to be mean. And it certainly doesn’t give ya’ da right to take me from mines mommy. She gotta hiss and a bitey fur her trouble. Hmmfft Guess she’ll know better next time. While I’s scurried back to mommy, things seemed to be takin’ a turn fur da better when da doctor started cooin’ over me in mines purretty pink oversized dress.
Then mommy turned me ‘round so they could have a look at mines eye, cuz it isn’t really getting’ better and I’s been on dat medicine fur a while now. Da VET asked mommy a question, and she took her hands off me fur a second to look fur a foto in da camera and da tech grabbed me up again. Then I’s got stuck. Not once, but twice. And da second time had pink stuffs squirtin’ everywhere. Yep, they missed me again, and gave mines fur a shot. It’s no wonder they charge so much with all they waste on fur shots. Then she stuck me again!!! Dat one hurted. Mommy says it was da rabies one. But let me tell ya’, they was so mad ‘bout me hissin’ and bitin’, they decided to kill me right then and there. Yep, right in front of mommy.
They pulled mines skin up so high you could see mines bones and then stuck me with a torturous gigantor needle. I’s let out a scream dat fur sure was heard ‘round da world. Okay, maybe not da world, but fur sure da whole buildin’ complex where da VET office is located. I’s squirmed and bit every finger and hand and pawrently a purrivate pawrt or two dat came anywhere near me. Then I’s felt a way to break free and hurried to mines cryin’ and screamin’ but comfurtin’ mommy. She wrapped me in her arms and held me so tight dat I knew she was gonna purrtect me, and then I’s went limp from shock. Cuz of da shock I’s couldn’t see or hear anythin’, but I’s know mommy was givin’ them what fur. There’s no way she was gonna let them KILL her baby girly. Nope, mines mommy wouldn’t let anypawdy hurt me. But they wasn’t finished. They came at me with this big ole machine gun next, and mommy pulled me even tighter. I’s heard a beep, but they musta been outta bullets. Fank catness, cuz they woulda got mommy too. Well, I’s looked up at mommy’s tear stained face and she kissed me and told me everythin’ was gonna be alright and dat nopawdy would ever hurt me like dat again. Then she said we was gonna go get me a treat. Somethin’ special just fur me. I’s wasn’t even gonna have to share it.
We went out to da waitin’ area to pay, and I was gonna warn any anipals there to run fur their lives, but alas, da place was still empty. They gave mommy a piece of paper and told her to register it when she got home, and she told them she knew all ‘bout it, cuz sis Dezi was registered there too. They said somethin’ like mikey chips. I’s don’t know, I was just ready to go. Then mommy started cryin’ again. Seems somethin’ ‘bout da $116.08 charges meant they had to be paid in full. So fur some reason they wouldn’t let her charge mines visit and she had to use some of da monthly bills money so we could leave. We were furinally able to get outta dat death trap, but I’s gotta tell ya’… I’s never wanna go back there again. When we got out to da car, mommy opened a bag of treats we won from our furiends at Three Chatty Cats in a little cats helpin’ big cats give away. I’s munched down, and we was off.
I couldn’t wait to tell sis Dezi all ‘bout how they had mistreated and tried to kill me. Fankfully she’s a great big sissy and told me not to worry, mommy would never let dat happen and dat I’s was gonna be okay. She even kissed mines head and patted mines sore hiney. I was a little sickly and lethargic fur a couple days, but no fever and I’s did eat. I’s feelin’ all better now. But, mommy’s gotta put these eye drops in mines eyes now. 3 times a day. Yep 3 times a day she’s droppin’ somethin’ in mines eye. They seem to be feelin’ better, but I’s not like it one bit. Mommy says we’s gonna save da rest of our trip fur tomorrows Service Cat posty cuz it addresses some issues we wanna talk about and some of da questions we were asked after last weeks posty.
I sure wanna fank all of ya’ fur bein’ our furiends and purrayin’ fur me. We are truly blest to have such pawsum furiends. And I’s blest to have such a pawsum mommy and sisfur. Mommy says God looks out fur His children, and I’s believe it. Take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur da blessings in your lives. I know you’ll find ‘em. Oh and sissy also told me to tell ya’ dat even tho’ we didn’t take any selfies this week, we’s joinin’ da Kitties Blue fur da Sunday Selfies. Go by and check ‘em all out. And…
Till da next time…………………………………..Be Blest!!!