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Blest Sunday: My Life Wouldn’t Be the Same

Welcome to a very special Blest Sunday. As ya’ll know, we luv blest Sunday’s, but today is even more special. Today, is Mother’s day. We know this day is all ‘bout women who have 2 legged children. But what ‘bout those women who fur whatever reason don’t have 2 legged children? Or those who gave their luv to a child who didn’t have any? And those like mommy, who only have furry four legged kids? Well, we say ifin you’ve ever luvved and nurtured a young’un, be it furred or non furred, you’re a mother.

 

 Dezi poping out of an envelope surrounded by lilies and roses in a Mother's day card

 

You’ve no doubt gone without at one time or another to make things better fur that young’un. You’ve laffed whether they were funny or not, and cried when they were hurt. You felt purride in their accomplishments and joy in their happiness. And gave fanks at the end of each day that they were close to you.

 

          That’s right sissy. We salute all mother’s today and every day fur your unconditional luvs. We fanky fank you fur puttin’ us young’un’s befur yourself, and fur givin’ us the most pawsumest life. 

 

Yep Raena, you got that right. We wrote a little poem fur all the mother’s of furries every where. We realize that not all furry children can do the things we do but we know they luv their mommies just as much as we luv ours. We’ll be givin’ mommy lots of extra luv and massages today. But befur we get started we wanted to wish you all the most Blest and Happy Mother’s Day ever!

 

My Life Wouldn’t Be The Same

Without you, my life wouldn’t be the same.

Maybe you found me, looking starved and scroungy on the streets.

Maybe you found me hiding in a cage

At some shelter, that took me in.

Maybe you found me online

Being fostered by a caring human.

No matter how you found me…

You Did!!!

My life changed that day,

And so did yours.

I’m so happy you chose me.

Out of all the kitties in the world

You looked at me

And saw my inner beauty.

You saw passed my sad eyes,

My dingy fur and even my fear.

Now, I wait to hear your voice calling my name,

To feel your gentle caress on my clean shiny furs.

I watch for you from the window sill when you’re away

I wait patiently for your lap when you sit down.

My purr says I Love You

My meow says I need you

Without you, my life wouldn’t be the same.

©Audra High 2017

 

          Hey sissy, Let’s remind everypawdy that they can read the whole Mother’s day article that goes with our poem at the Daily Mews

 

 Dezi and Raena in a purple blue heart frame card for Mother's day

 

Fanks Raena, there’s all kinds of pawsum kitty stories by some amazin’ writers at the Daily Mews. So be sure and hit that subscribe button while you’re there. Your emails will never be sold and ya’ won’t get tons of spammy emails. But you will be able to get a monthly heads up ‘bout some great kitty stories. Y, At this very moment, there’s quite a few kitties tryin’ to help their humans shed a few of those extra pounds. Nope, we’re not in that group, but there’s been some great articles from those who are. We also wanna fank all our furiends fur bein’ a pawrt of our lives. 

 

 Raena in a frame with roses and butterflies for Mother's day

 

          Oh sissy, we are such Blest kitty girls. Our lives fur sure wouldn’t be the same without mommy and all our furtabulous furiends. ‘Member to take a minute today and every day to give Fanky fanks fur the blessings in your life. We’re joinin’ the Kitties Blue fur a special Mother’s Day Sunday Selfies. Mommy had plans to take some selfies with us fur today. She hennaed all that gray hair away and put on her made up face and grabbed the camera and then us.

  

OMC  Raena, was that ever a fun exercise. Mommy must’a took a hunnerd fotos. Then, she loaded ‘em into the catputer to see what we had, and… 

 

          Oh sissy, did you see the one of just our ears and mommy’s neck? Mommy may be good at a lot of things, but selfie takin’ ain’t one of ‘em. MOL 

 

 Dezi and Raena in hearts with red and white roses for Mother's day

 

You’re right ‘bout that Raena. But it was fun tryin’ to take selfies with mommy. Anytime we can spend bein’ close to mommy is a good time. Let’s wrap this up, and get mommy’s special day started.

 

          I’s right behind ya’ sissy. I’s just wanted to remind everypawdy that part 2 of our innerview with Valentine can be read by clickin’ here

 

Happy Mother’s Day!!! 

 

Till the next time………………………………….Be Blest!!! 

 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue  

Raena: Navy Blue

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

 

Deztinee and RaenaBelle     

Mommy Calls It Work, But I Call It Fun

Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s gotta tell ya’, I’s been livin’ da high life. I’s know, I’s may scare da livin’ daylights outta mommy, but I’s havin’ soooooo much fun. Now I’s not sayin’ dat fall I’s took was any fun, cuz it fur sure wasn’t da highlight of mines life. I’s not ever wanna do dat again. So I’s not spent much time in dat corner again. But there’s so many other pawsum things to get in to. Uh, I’s mean to play with. Fur some reason, mommy keeps yellin’ at me, “Raena, did you not learn anything?” What’s up with dat? I’s not even knows what she’s talkin’ ‘bout.

 Raena plays with the hedgehog

Take last night fur example. Mommy spent most of da day doin’ things she calls, “work”. You know, laundry and cleanin da house. I’s not know why anypawdy would call these things work, they’re sooooooo much fun. Anyways, back to last night. Mommy usually has a lot of stuffs on top of da washin’ machine. Somethin’ ‘bout keepin’ us away from danger. I’s think dat’s just a story she tells cuz there’s not any storage places in da bathroom. ‘Specially now, since I’s broke da shelves she had up. Yeah turns out I’s broke ’em and they can’t be put back up. Mommy’s gotta find somethin’ else to do fur storage now. Anyways, since she was runnin’ dat big machine, da top was bare. Bare I’s tell ya’. Not a thing on it. It was callin’ mines name. I could hear it plain as day. Raena, oh Raena, climb on up here. teeheehee  So I’s found me a way to climb up there and check it all out. OMC You’da thought I’s just jumped in da middle of shark filled waters. Da look on mommy’s face was one dat said she was not amused at all. And she said “NO RAENA!!”, and snatched me up so fast mines head spun. She was chatterin’ da whole time ‘bout Lexi, God rest her, getting’ stuck behind da washer fur a whole day on more than one occasion, and somethin’ ‘bout how she only says no, cuz she doesn’t want me to get hurt. Yeah, yeah sure. I’s thinks she just likes da way No sounds. She sure says it a lot. Well it doesn’t matter cuz she quickly blocked mines access, so there was no more explorin’ da top of da washer, let alone what was behind it. And befur dat snatchin’ I’s did see a lot of great vines fur swingin’ on back there (vines = hoses and cords).

 Raena hiding in the sheets

Mommy’s next feat was to strip da bed. Oh what fun. I’s ran up and down da bed and played jump attack da squares on da mattress pad. WooHoo  Then things got even more fun. Mommy started whoopin’ sheets in da air and onto da bed. Lookit those pawsumly purrple sheets. Sis Dezi said a Christmas angel got those fur mommy, her and her sis Lexi, God rest her, fur Christmas last year. I’s not know what Christmas is , but I’s sure hope I’s have a Christmas angel dat gets me somethin’. 

     RaenaBelle!!! You’re not suppose to say things like dat.

 dw-Raena on sheetDSCN7515 (1024x699)

But why sissy? I’s do want a Christmas angel, cuz I’s want somethin’ fur me.

     You get purrlenty Raena. You have a full belly, a place to live, a comfy bed to sleep in and a furmily who luvs you. It’s not pawlite to ask fur a Christmas angel.

 dw-Raena plays with sheetDSCN7518edit (912x1024)

Well sissy it may not be pawlite, but I’s still hope I’s have one.

Anyways,I’s rolled ‘round in da clean sheets and jumped on ‘em and hid under them. What a cool game mommy, I’s meowed. Mommy would pick me up and put me on da ground to spray da sheets with purrfume every time. I’s didn’t let dat deter me. I’s was back on da bed in no time. Now fur those of ya’ dat don’t know, we have a hospital bed with a memory foam mattress. So mommy has to pick up da mattress to tuck da sheets, cuz her hands don’t fit ‘tween da rails. Mommy learned really quick, and da hard way, ya’ gotta have da rails to keep da mattress on da bed. I’s only heard da story, it all happened long befur I’s was even born; and a story fur another time maybe. Anyways, when mommy lifted da mattress, I’s had to hold on or be thrown. Can you ‘magine bein’ thrown from a buckin’ mattress? Not me, I’s too smawrt fur dat.

 Raena playing on the sheets

Well after da sheets were on da bed and smellin’ good mommy grabbed da blanky and whooped it in da air over da bed and…OMC  feathers went everywhere. Seems some kitty, who will remain nameless, actually put a whole in da down blanky. Have you ever tried to ketch those little downy duck feathers? It’s almost impawssible. But what a game. I’s really like this sheet changin’ day. I’s not know where I’s been fur da rest of them cuz sis Dezi says mommy does it at least once a week, but let me tell ya’, I’s not plan on missin’ another one. Sis Dezi says after a while it gets kinda borin’, I’s can’t ‘magine dat ever happenin’.

 dw-Raena lays on sheetDSCN7520edit (1024x633)

     Me used to think dat too Raena, but trust me. It won’t always be so much fun. 

 dw-Raena on sheetDSCN7517edit (1024x767)

Hey sissy, why don’t you tell everypawdy where you was durin’ da big thunder boomers and storm we’s been havin’? 

 Dezi lays on cardboard scratcher

     Fanks Raena, me hasn’t been able to get a word in cuz you’ve been meowin’ 90 to nuffin’. We have been havin’ storms and even rumblin’ mumblin’ skies this week. There’s also been days when da sky complained without da rain. Don’t know ifin God let da angels win on those days or what, but me just hung out with mommy like you do Raena. And fur those of ya’ dat don’t have a clue ‘bout me’s God and angels refurence, it comes from da story dat mommy’s grammaw told her ‘bout storms and dat she tells us. In short, thunder bommers are God and da angels bowlin’. And when it rains, dat’s da angels tears, they be cryin’ cuz they lost. Da purrtant thing here is dat me’s not been runnin’ under da chair or bed to hide. ‘Stead me’s been hangin’ out and chillin’ just like mommy wants me too.

 Pet Parade banner new

Now dat me got me’s bloggy back from Raena da usurpurr, we’s gonna wrap it up fur today. As we do on all Furidays, we’s joinin’ Rascal and Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur da weekly Pet Parade. It’s ‘posed to be stormin’ again today, so we’ll be by to visit as we can. You all know mommy’s paranoid and makes us turn off da catputer durin’ storms; so we’ll be visitin’ as much as pawssible. We hope you all have a wonderful weekend. 

 The Daily Mews Logo

Hey sissy don’t furget our Daily Mews article. Sis Dezi and her sis Lexi, God rest her, used to write fur da Daily Mews, which is actually a monthly publication, and now I’s joined Dezi writin’ fur this distinguished publication. I’s purromiss, none of those run on sentences like dat one. MOL  Check out our latest article here, and you can read da purrevious articles by clickin’ here and choosin’ da article ya’ wanna read. Da Daily Mews has lots of talented writers and great stories. It doesn’t have those harassing daily emails, so be sure and subscribe while your there. 

 Dezi and Raena hanging on the Liberty cat tree

Great job Raena. Now we’re gonna say see ya’ later and go and take a nap. 

(Raena looks at Dezi and nods. But behind her back are crossed paws. She looks away and grins coyly and quietly snickers to herself)

Till da next time………………………………………..Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Mommy Where’s Sissy

Well as you can see by me’s title, today me will talk ’bout me’s grief. Afur me gets started me wants to pawlogize fur not visitin’ fur a couple days. Mommy had to get ready fur da big inspection yesfurday and was totally exhausted at da end of each day. Hopefully it’s all over now and we can get back to da business of livin’ and visitin’. So now let’s get to it.  

 Dezi poses for the camera from the arm of the chair

March 7, 2016: Sis Lexi had been feelin’ a little unner da weather and me had been spendin’ a lot of time with her back on da bed tryin’ to comfurt her. She had begun to do ’nuffin’ but sleep all day and all night. She wuld only get up to go to da pawdee box or get a drink. Mommy would carry her to da kitchen at meal times in da hopes of gettin’ her to eat sumthin’. Often mommy would open three to four different foods afur sissy would finally take a few bites and not spit it back out. Dat night after dinner, me sensed sumthin’ had changed with sissy. So when she crawled back up da steps to da bed, me followed her and gave her a quick bath and some luv and then returned to da livin’ room to be with mommy. Me mewed a quiet mew and settled in. Dat wuld be me’s last mommy mew fur over a week. Mommy seemed to sense dat sumthin’ was up too, cuz she started cryin’ when she saw me jump up on da cat tree and settle in fur an after dinner nap.  

 Dezi poses atop the Liberty cat tree

March 8, 2016: Sissy still helped me with mommy but she was gettin’ ’round really slow. Me needed her help, but me mostly ignored her. Mommy continued to carry sissy to da kitchen fur meals; hopin’ to get her to eat. And me? Me continued to ignore her. Mommy laid with sis Lexi and cried and begged her to eat, and purrayed fur God to help her. Each time mommy would get sissy to swallow a little bite of food, sissy would make herself throw it back up. And mommy would cry even harder. Me laid on da top of da cat tree tryin’ not to notice what was goin’ on. Me didn’t really unnerstand why mommy was cryin’ so much and tryin’ to force sissy to eat. Me had already sed “see ya” cuz me knew sissy wasn’t well and me didn’t know why mommy didn’t know dat. When we went to bed dat night mommy purrayed really hard fur sissy and asked God and sissy to give her a sign. She told sissy how much she loved and needed her but dat she didn’t want sissy to suffer needlessly. Finally mommy cried herself to sleep with sissy massagin’ her head.  

 Dezi on the cat tree moping

March 9,2016: Sis Lexi kuldn’t keep her balance when she tried to stand, and she continued to refuse to eat. Mommy cried and couldn’t stop cryin’. She purrayed and asked God and sissy to let her know what to do. And sissy pulled herself into mommys lap and put her head down and mewed quietly and started to purr. Da well walls broke and mommy started sobbin’ so hard her body was shakin’, and she told sissy she unnerstood. When mommy got home me knew she was alone and dat sumthin’ was different, me just didn’t really know what. Me snuggled with mommy and tried to keep da tears on her face wiped up with me’s paws, but there was just too many of them. Me and mommy both furgot all ’bout dinner till really late. But even when mommy fixed me’s plate, me didn’t eat. Neither of us wanted to sleep dat night and so we didn’t. Every time me would nod off, me would jerk meself awake again til dawn’s light finally broke thru da darkness.  

 Dezi laying on the bed in Lexi's old spot grieving

March 10, 2016: With da light of a new day, mommy gave me breakfast and as always fixed sis Lexi a plate too. But da plate went uneaten as all da plates in da last few days. Mommy just stood there lookin’ at it and cryin’. Both os us finally gave in to da exhaustion and laid back in mommy’s lift recliner fur a short nap. We didn’t sleep very good, but we did get a little rest. We had a big inspection comin’ up so mommy tried to busy herself with cleanin’. She picked up all da piddle pads dat had been all over da floors and da bed and threw them out. After vacuumin’ she didn’t put them all back down. Me watched from a distance and mommy sez me’s face looked puzzled. Mommy then tore all da linens off da bed to wash and put new ones on it. She also washed up da blankets, throws and comfurter. Sissy had thrown up and peed on them da day befur. When mommy finally got da bed all made up me climbed da steps and smelled it. Me looked back at mommy and then da bed several times befur returnin’ to da cat tree. When dinner time came, me was hungry after not eatin’ a couple of meals, so me ate everythin’ in me’s plate and asked fur more. Mommy sez she thought at dat point me was okay. Me’s here to tell you, she was Wrong. We went to bed dat night but me was a little uneasy. Things didn’t look or smell da same. But me cuddled up next to me’s quietly cryin’ mommy and we both drifted off to sleep.

 Dezi laying on the bed

March 11, 2016: After a restless night it was time to help mommy get up so she could make me brekky. Me started mommy’s massage as usual, but sis Lexi wasn’t there to help. When mommy could finally move a little me got into da wheelchair and started lookin’ round fur sissy. Me couldn’t see her anywhere, so me started callin’ out fur her. Me mewed and mewed but she never answered. After ’bout 30 minutes me jumped down and ran to da pawdee box room to see ifin she was in there. Me couldn’t see her, so me went to da livin’ room and climbed to da top of da cat tree look fur her. Mommy kept hollerin’ fur me and cryin’. Me finally gave up and went back to help mommy. After a bit of brekky me went back to lookin’ fur sissy. After a few hours of not hearin’ or seein’ me mommy came lookin’ fur me. She found me layin’ in front of da washin’ machine and tryn’ to see unner it. A long time ago sissy got stuck behind da washer and any time me couldn’t find her, dat’s da furst place me looked. Well of course mommy started cryin’ again and picked me up and took me to sit down with her. She went on and on ’bout how sissy went to heaven and wasn’t comin’ back, and dat she was lookin’ fur me a new helper, but me didn’t really unnerstand anythin’ she was sayin’. Me just wanted her to look fur sissy with me. And as soon as me could get loose, me was goin’ back to stand guard at da washer. Me was sure ifin she would just get on da washer and look behind it, she would see sissy. Me returned to me’s post at da washer several times over da next couple of days, but mommy never looked behind it. All she did was stare at me and cry.  

 Dezi staring under the washer and dryer

As me sed, me continued searchin’ fur sissy and mewin’ fur her fur days. Eatin’ only a small amount at each meal and sleepin’ more offen then not. Mommy tried playin’ every game me likes but me just wasn’t innerested. Me’s been a little jumpy and nervous and uncertain ’bout just ’bout everything. Even normal sounds make me jump a little. Me even attacked mommys legs a couple of times out of furustration. Me scratched her leg up purretty good. She knew me didn’t mean it and never even hollered at me.  

Dezi staring under the washer and dryer

Mommy, me knows she’s here. Ifin you will just look, you will see.

 

March 18, 2016: Today marked da furst day since sissy left dat me didn’t spend any time lookin’ fur her. And after usin’ da pawdee box, me mewed fur mommy to clean it out. Mommy seemed thrilled to hear me holler fur her to clean da pawdee box. Da once tedious job now seemed to delight her. Me only mewed fur pawdee box cleanings, but mommy seemed to be happy. Over da next few days me got a little chattier and seemed a little less nervous. Of course inspection day had me on edge as usual, but mommy sez me bounced back after all da excitement was over. Me still has moments of lookin’ fur sissy, but mommy sez once she gets me a helper and a playmate dat will disappear. Me will always member and luv sissy, me just won’t search fur her any more.

 Dezi on the vanity in the bathroom

While me didn’t act out or develop any “bad habits”, it’s not uncommon fur grievin’ pets to urinate outside of da litterbox or in da case of doggies, in da house. Altho’ not eatin’ is a sign of grief, ‘member, kitties cannot fast. If your kitty stops eatin’ fur more than 2 days, their body and vital organs can sustain irrepurrable damage. This condition is called Feline Hepatic Lipidosis which you can read about by clicking on it. Me didn’t mew much but your pet may become very vocal. Sleeping and general lethargy, loss of innerest in their favorite toys and treats may also be a sign of grief in your pet. Your pet may or may not search fur their missing house mate, but rest assured they feel da loss and don’t completely unnerstand what’s goin’ on. Extra luv and cuddles from you will help your grieving pet as much as it will help you. Adding a new pet, will also help distract and take the mind off da loss. You can NEVER replace da life or luv of your beloved pet, but you can open your heart and luv another. Sometimes it helps to get a new pet who looks nuffin’ like da one you lost. A good thing to ‘member, is dat when getting an anipal who looks identical to da one you lost is, dat da new furry has his/her own purrsonality and should have their own name, and be loved fur their uniqueness. Again, you CANNOT replace da furry you lost. To celebrate their uniqueness, buy them a new toy or food bowl. Mommy has little boxes fur each of her lost fur babies dat contains a favorite toy, dish, nip mat, collar or whatever. Sissy adored da nip mat awnty Ellen made fur us and now it resides in her memory box along with her favorite nip toys, a few whiskers dat had fallen out (mommy saves everyone she finds) and a tuft of fur mommy cut off befur sissy left us. There is no set way fur any of us to grieve, and there’s no set time on how long it’s gunna take. And to answer da question you wanna ask but won’t, yes, we’s had to delete “and Lexi” on just ’bout every comment we’s made. 

Dezi sitting on the toilet

C’mon mommy, where’s sissy hidin’?

 

On da inspection front, we sat ’round all day watchin’ and waitin’ and nuffin’. Finally da vice purresident of da management company dat mommy had worked with after da flood dropped by to check on us and sed our ‘partment wasn’t chosen fur inspection. Mommy figgers it’s cuz da lady from Rural Development spent so much time in our ‘partment befur, durin’ and after da flood incident, da managers harassment and all, dat she knows mommy keeps da ‘partment clean and legal and reports any purroblems purromptly. And ifin anythin’ was amiss, she would’ve already heard from mommy. So altho’ we’s good dat our ‘partment wasn’t chosen, we was furustrated dat mommy nearly killed herself over da last little bit gettin’ things in order. Anyways, there ya’ have it. Mommy and me are gonna be okay. It’s just gonna take a little time to get everythin’ back to what we call normal. And ifin anypawdy in our area knows of sum girly kitties in need of a home, purrlease let us know. Me really needs help and mommy and me both need sumkitty to focus our extra luv on. As we try to do every week. we’s joinin’ Rascal and Rocco fur da Pet Parade. And Lexi’s last post is up at da Daily Mews. Mommy and me also want you all to know dat sissy’s ashes be back home where she belongs. Mommy went to pick her up yesfurday.   

Till da next time……………………………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi     

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