Hurry Raena, it’s Blest Sunday and time fur us to write our posty. Besides, it’s me’s turn in mommy’s lap. You’ve been hoggin’ it all meownin’.
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
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
Meowllo everypawdy, and miserable Monday too. And me oh my it does look miserable outside. You know it’s May now and we needed da ‘lectric blanky last night. Mommy has already put it up till next winter tho’ so we did a lot of cuddlin’ and snugglin’ to keep warm. We just can’t believe this weather we’re havin’. Course we know it’s bein’ strange all over. Several of ya’ recently got snow. Me really thinks sumpawdy done went and kidnapped Spring.
Mommy says me’s bein’ silly; but she doesn’t have to spend all day hunched over and hidin’ behind da chair. Okay, me knows me doesn’t either, but c’mon, those thunder boomers are loud and scary. Me thinks a lot of you would be joinin’ me behind da chair. Anyways, enough ‘bout da weather and da back of da chair fur today. Notice me said today? MOL
We had a couple peeps ask fur updates on Buddy and his new food. You know mr. W ordered a new bag last month, but not befur complainin’ ‘bout da price. Mommy hushed him real quick when she told him what she spends to feed just me. See, he makes quite a bit of money, he just doesn’t like spendin’ it on anypawdy but himself. Anyways, mommy asked him ifin he was ready to order some more, and he started hem hawin’ ‘round ‘bout how Buddy’s been throwin’ up and all. Trust me, dat’s a lie, cuz ifin Buddy had been throwin’ up, we woulda heard ‘bout it befur now. And fur those of ya’ wonderin’ why mommy’s doin’ da orderin’, it’s cuz mr. W doesn’t have a catputer and doesn’t wanna pay shipping and so we add it to our auto ship. But yes, mommy makes him pay fur Buddy’s food.
Now me has to put me’s thinkin’ cap on and come up with somethin’ fur mommy fur Mother’s day; it’s this Sunday you know. Me’s never been alone fur a celebrate mommy day, so me has no idea what to do. Sis Lexi always came up with da plans. Me sure hopes me has some help befur mommy’s birthday at da end of da month. Me has to have sumkitty to blame ifin me makes a mess. Like da time me left da can of coke under da wheels of da wheelchair. Or da crackers dat ended up in da bed where mommy rolled on them. You know sis Lexi always blamed me, so now it’s me’s turn to blame sum other kitty. Hmmmmmm maybe me can order a new helper. Does anypawdy know where to do dat?
You know mommy blames our lateness on me since me’s da only one helpin’ her and all; but let me tell ya’, all this rain and cold means dat mommy’s movin’ slower too. In fact this very meownin’ me was dancin’ ‘round and tellin’ mommy dat she was gonna pass out and do you know what she did? She reached fur da camera. Yep dat’s right, she went right fur da camera. Me’s tellin’ her to sit down and take it easy so she doesn’t come crashin’ to da ground, and she thinks it’s a great time fur a foto shoot. Well me didn’t oblige, me sat right down and stared at her. She was finally forced to sit down befur she started seein’ stars and all fank catness. Me’s sure me can’t pick her up off da floor by meself. Not dat dat’s somethin’ we ever did, but just sayin’, me ain’t dat big. Me has to go rest up now. You never know what mommy might try to do these days, and me needs to be rested and ready. Any ideas fur mother’s day would be purreciated.
Do you get your human a Mother’s day gift?
Is it a gift fur you or fur her/him?
Till da next time……………………………..Be Blest!!!