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!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Mommy, me thought spring was here. Why is it so cold and stormin’ out?
Spring is here Dezi. But April in Oklahoma is windy, chilly and stormy. And we may still get a freeze before it’s all over.
A FUREEZE? But mommy, me wants da sun to come out so we can go fur a stroll.
I know baby. Trust me, we’ll take plenty of strolls when the weather warms up.
Okay mommy, thank you. Ya’ know a while back a couple of me’s new furiends asked why you needed Service kitties. Me told them we would write a posty ‘bout it and then lots of things happened dat we needed to write ‘bout and so we never got ‘round to ‘splainin’ anythin’ to them.
I know baby, maybe we can give them a little over view today.
Dat would be pawsum mommy. And then when me’s new sisfur and helper gets here they can read all ‘bout us trainin’ her. Me can’t wait to meet her.
Me either sweety. I sure hope she finds us soon.
Anyways, a long time ago now, you had car accident dat left you disabled, right?
You had lots of nerve and muscle damage; and cuz of it lots of times you don’t have any feelin’ in your extremities. And you have a blood clot on your brain dat makes you have migraines all da time.
Well sort of honey. The blood clot is just one of the reasons I have migraines.
Well, okay. Anyways, you have lots of pain and have to take medicines to control it. And when we go to sleep at night those medicines wear off and you get all stiff and stuck in pawsition; so you can’t move in da meownings. So dat’s why you need massages to get your body and muscles warmed up and movin’. And cuz you need to visit da pawdee box room when you wake up, you need me to drive your wheelchair so you can pull yourself onto da, well, you know. And ya’ never know when da pain or da pinched nerves or whatever is gonna cause you to pass out and go fallin’ to da ground. Me knows tho’ and you need me to tell ya’ so you don’t have to fall all da way to da floor.
I sure do baby. I really appreciate you letting me know. That floor sure is hard and an awful long way down. And for a migraine. there’s nothing in the world better than a purring kitty giving a massage. It’s so relaxing and helps so much.
Oh mommy me luvs givin’ you a massage. Me sometimes gets so happy me drools a little. But on with me’s duties. You also pass out in da shower a lot. Somethin’ to do with those nerve things, right? Anyways, a peep can drown in as little as 2 inches of water. So it’s really purrtant to keep your head outta da flow of da shower. And you’re not very graceful mommy. Lots of times you lose your balance and fall. Ifin you was to ever be hurt really bad and couldn’t get to da fone, you would need somepawdy to call da ambulance to help you. Even with a helper me can’t stop da bleedin’ or patch ya’ up.
Well baby you summed it up pretty good. Now why don’t we end with something positive today.
Dat’s a great idea mommy. Me knows everypawdy wants to know what me decided to call me’s fishy. There was a lot of great names suggested by ya’ll. And fur da record me had already tried to name him brekky, lunch or dinner, and mommy sed no. She sed dat was worse than callin’ him fishy. Anyways, me’s furiends over at J-Cats made a really cool suggestion. They live in Israel and sed da Hebrew word fur fish is “Dag” purrnounced Doug. So me’s gonna call him Dougie. Dat way me’s still callin’ him fishy, Dougie just sounds better. So there ya’ have it. Me knows me hit ya’ with several reviews in a row, but dat’s what happens when ya’ take time off. As me sed earlier, it’s stormin’ here, so we will be ‘round to visit as soon as we can.
Do you like to give/get massages (make biscuits)
Till da next time…………………………….Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Well as you can see by da title of meez posty you are all in fur a service cat story today. And it all took place yesfurday. Really it started even afur we woke up, but we can’t really tell ya’ ‘bout sumfin’ we slept fru, right? MOL So anyways, there we was all cozy and warm wiff da lectric blanky and down blanky and da fuzzy soft blanky me has suckled to not so soft anymore soundly sleepin’ and suddenly mommy sez, “Girls, we gotta get up now.” Even tho’ she spoke in dat soft wake us up voice, it thundered fru da silence of da meownin’ wiff it’s urgency. It was da gotta get up voice dat meant mommy had to visit da pawdee box room and fast. (Fur all our new readers, mommy can’t move anything below her neck in da meownin’ time till her muscles and nerves warm up. She can’t walk till she takes her medicine and it kicks in, so we are respawnsible fur gettin’ her movin’ and drivin’ da wheelchair to da pawdee box room when we wake up) So sis Lexi and me skipped stretchin’ and duin’ all we kuld to avoid steppin’ or pushin’ on mommys belly; sumfin’ you don’t wanna do when she needs to visit da facilities, started massagin’ hers arms and legs. When all of a sudden…well…
Sissy musta had da same urge as mommy cuz afur we kuld even blink she stood up, stomped on mommys belly and headed down da steps to da pawdee box room. Not cool sissy. Now mommy was turnin’ yellow; and a bit green wiff envy dat sissy at her age kuld still move so fast. Anyways, fankfully by dat time mommy’s arms was startin’ to move a bit. Me has never pushed mommy into da chair by meez self afur and she was still on hers back, so this was gunna be tricky. But me was gunna try. So mommy started to reach fur da bars to pull and me started pushin’ on mommys side. Oooooops, maybe not da bestest place to push cuz me thinks mommy turned another shade of yellow. And outta da blue Lexi came flyin’ back up da steps and right on to mommys tummy/bladder to help. A little girl power later and we was wheelin’ to da pawdee box room wiff a happy mommy. You can just use yous magination fur what might have gone on in there cuz we be purroper Belles and it ain’t pawlite to talk ‘bout such things in mixed company.
Anyways, afur ya’ know it we was headin’ down da hall to da kitchen so mommy kuld fix us bwekky and have her a cup of coffee. We always stop off and crack open da front door just so we can see outside. So mommy pulled da door open and da three of us peeked round and…”No Way!!!” All our eyes was big as dinner plates. Mommy quickly shut da door and slowly opened it again. And again da three of us peeked round da door to look out. OMC S N O W!!! We all sat back in da chair and mommy sed, “Girls, we should just go back to bed.” We didn’t but it did sound like a good idea. Me hopped off da chair and onto da cat tree fur a closer inspection of da fallin’ white stuff as mommy made our bwekky. Sis Lexi went on into da dinin’ room and hopped on da table to wait fur her plate. She didn’t care at all ‘bout all da fallin’ snow. Anyways, mommy sed meez title was posed to be sumfin’ ‘bout da oopsies service cats sumtimes makes, but me sed Service Cats Never make oopsies. Bad idea or not, we must have meant to mush mommys bladder. We are cats after all, and cats always mean what they do, right?
Well snow and all weez very blest to have da warmth and coziness of our home and each other. We are also blest to have all of you. Fank you fur bein’ our furiends. Mommy still hasn’t finished meez Cardwood Derby car fur Cat Scouts. She got a reprieve and it’s gotta be finished and posted by this Furiday, so weez gunna be busy this week tryin’ to finish up. She made a real mess wiff meez furst box and weez now workin’ on box 3. Me hopes this one works cuz me dusn’t fink any of da neighbors have any more boxes we can have. Maybe meez posty shulda been ’bout mommy’s oopsies and not those of Service Cats.
Have you or your cats/anipals ever made a oopsie of sum kind furst thing in da meownin’?
Till da next time………………………………………..Be Blest!!!