Wordless Wednesday...almost

Mom and I had a race down the hallway as she started for our bed to make it up. HA! Dream on, Mom!(pun intended). I won the race and leapt onto the bed. While she watched, I settled.

Tortie Tuesday

Here I am..a Tortie for Tuesday.

Movie Monday (Feline beauties)

Mommy was looking in on the CB Site to see if there was anything for little girl cats on Monday's. She saw Movie Monday and decided to try for that. I mean *I* decided to try for that. Mom doesn't have a thing to do with it. She just does what I suggest *tell* her to do.

Easy Like Sunday

I'm helping Mom

Today is mom's day and I have been very helpful. One of her son's gave her a new Nikkor lens. So now she has 3 for her Nikon. This one needs a lot of getting used to. As he is more expert he led her thru some of the things she must be aware of. A complete a total change to what she's used to so she'll get frustrated! Going to force her to do all manual with no "help". She's been doing a lot of that but lets the camera set the ISO. This lens will help her with low light instances as this house is chronically in low light despite sun because we are in a forest here.

Anyway, that's been her birthday so far. So I helped by allowing myself to be photographed as her trying to learn new settings. She bombed. I look terrible. So no new pictures for me to post. And I am usually very uncooperative and used up all my cooperation earlier. I doubt I will let her do it again today!

I gave her another sweet time with me snuggling again last night. That's her gift for this year. She needs to be getting me a Plague ratsie of she wants me back in there with her again! I done told her!

I was a GOOD girl!

I made mom write that post yesterday about our becoming a family and because she did such a good job of writing what I asked her to do, I rewarded her.

Since I was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism a few years ago, I have been a little grumpy more times than I'm not. Oh, I soak up my kisses and petting but I don't play or snuggle quite as much as I did. Anyway, like Sophia, I digress. Last night after Mom went to bed and was calling me a few times knowing it was unlikely for me to come in there, mom gave up and started reading. I came in..my head rising like the sun up over the foot board (she used to laugh out loud when my head appeared, and I had to break her from that indignity by not leaping up for awhile..showed HER!) ANYway, I climbed on up and after making her wait a few minutes until I decided where I would settle, I did come all the way to her shoulder, neck and face area and put my face next to hers and actually gave her three kissies. I purred for her, and a bit later, I held her wrist snugly with my two paws, and I laid my head in the palm of her hand and went to sleep.

I know how she loves that so I decided to gift her with that last night. It's an early birthday present from me to her. That is a magnolia (Grandaflora) bloom mom took a picture of when the sun and shadows were playing with it. I told her she deserved to have that bloom.

Thankful Tortie Thursday

I'm so grateful my mom found me in a parking lot of a grocery store when I was a little girl. Mom said I was so exceedingly beautiful she couldn't understand how anyone could be so cruel as to leave me starving and alone.

She told me she was still grieving for a little 16 years old girl she and her young sons had reared from 6 weeks of age and who had passed to the Rainbow Bridge because she was so sick with kidney failure.

But she took me, loved me and nourished me to good health and had me to the V-E-T..& had me spayed, and never ever let me out of doors again.

I have been loved so much..everything done for me. And I love my mom back again, very much. I have health issues now as I am an older lady, but mom takes very good care of me and arranges things around my care and good.

I am thankful for my mom and her human sons. I am grateful effury day. ♥♥ I make sure she knows that.

Here I am as a kitten.

Wordless Wednesday

You mean, you're supposed to get ON the thing?

Mom, I can't see what all the moaning and sweating is about when you use the treadmill. Look at me! I can go miles and never break a fast breath! I do this every day and you're only up here for a little time with all that moaning and groaning. What's that? What did you say? ON it? I'm supposed to be ON it? But I thought this was what you were doing. On? Moving? What? Yer kidding, right?

I missed a chance

I let mom sleep till 7:20 today and yesterday. I somehow missed the opportunity to get her up and feeding me at the usual 6:15 or earlier. My only thought is...the sun is rising later each day and my watch needs re-setting which I will get to soon. I can't have her sleeping like that. I'm the only one allowed to sleep like that. After I eat, I have been staying out and being sociable more than usual these past several weeks. Mom hopes that keeps up. I don't retire to my under bed chamber till 1130 or better!

Speaking of under the bed, mom messed that up for me pretty badly. She slid another container with summer tops under my bed!!! That was my hiding/resting/contemplating place! Yes, there is another bed but this is MY bed!! I'm pretty torqued.

I am right here at her hands as she types making sure NO MORE HORRIBLE PICTURES of me and my back view go in here! I do NOT look like that picture shows. You would think I was a foot wide! She and I are going to have to negotiate! I'll not have that again.

Mom hasn't hardly been home to help me go anywhere these past several days. I am going to have to have her contract renegotiated for certain! She's not doing her part.

Maybe I can get to your house now?

Another Day on Patrol Keeping the world safe

Floofy Friday

Proud to say

That's my human grandpa there where my whiskers are on the picture. There are about 20 some whiskers on the picture right now but mom will have to think of something else as I deserve a frame all of my own. And grandpa does too. I am so amazed and impressed with Katnip Lounge's collection. Their mama is good at finding whiskers. Usually mine are a little harder to find but Mom fell into a bonanza of them this Spring. They were laying everywhere. I sprouted two white ones too..not that I'm old or anything. No, not me.

I wish Mom would quit that incessant coughing! It wakes me up at night and if I happen to be on her belly while we're reading or about to go to sleep...that coughing rocks me like a ship in the ocean. Good thing I'm an admiral, all I've got to say. That sneezing 13 or 15 times in a row has got to stop! How on earth can I sleep peacefully with THAT going on. My word!! And she has been using tissues so much it looks like a snow storm in the kitchen trash. Mom..you have to quit!!!

Kitties, I noticed that when I make tiny sweet high pitched little squeaks and half meows..I have mom in the middle of my paw. She melts. You ever try that?


I am showing you the box momma is going to collect my whiskers in now. A good friend made this for her. I'm her sweetheart so it's appropriate.

Wordless Wedmesday...almost

Thank you Katnip Lounge ♥ Here are a few of MY whiskers.

A Word About Vitamins

Kitties! Here is the name of the vitamins mommy gets me. I love them!!!
Nutri-Vet makes them and they are soft and chewable. Mine are Multi-Vite Senior..not that I'm old or anything.

Here is the most awesome Store Manager that I got them from. There are four such Managers on the premises. Mom gets all gooey about it because they offer rumbley purrs, belly rubs, kisses, and head butts. Keeps her coming in, I'll tell ya.

So you think you're going to finish making the bed? You put on the magic red fleece blankie and it's cooler now with all those hots a memory. I'm here to stay.

The VERY Idea!

You woke me for THAT? I most certainly did NOT knock over your plants, mom! There must have been a strong wind coming through the house during the night! There was! I heard it..it woke me up. You may apologize now.

Feline Feminity Friday

I'm too sassy for my fur..too sassy for my fur ♫ ♫

Good Advice for a Thursday Tortie

Mrs Stella(luna) O'Houligan finally wrested the computer from the hands holding onto it in her household, her Hooman, and declared a great catly declaration about who is who and what in her household. She laid down the law! I was awe struck by her stand...and she was standing on her private and personal Pedestal which is where all cats belong, of course.

Now, I have my mom completely under my sway. What I say goes..there are no ifs ands or buts about it nor is back talk allowed...however there are some households where the Mistress, the Cat, must declare how it shall be.

Mrs. O'Houligan mentioned one very salient point that I must needs consider. That being that she never lays a Bitey on her Hoomans for the simple reason that it's hard to get the taste of one out of your mouth. I certainly know that after having laid a Bitey on Mom three times in as many weeks. I will probably consider employing my razors..er..I mean my claws.

Great advice Mrs. O'Houligan. My thanks.

Pee Ess: Mommy, don't read this!

Wordless Wednesday (well maybe a couple words)

Isn't he so studly?

was it something I said?

I must have sounded awfully rough on my mom, but really if she would just stop brushing me when I tell her and tell her and tell her I am finished...she wouldn't get a warning..or more.

I think she gets to listening to the news and just keeps on regardless of my thumps. If she turns the brush over to the bristle side and stops brushing with the metal side then she and I would do fine. Most times she does but there are notable occasions when she does not and then, I must act. Otherwise I would have too much stimulation to my already sensitive skin. Just know I dearly love my mom and I try not to really hurt her, Usually I just press when she persists, leaving dents. My patience just was tested too much a few weeks ago and I admit, before I let loose I did leave a pin hole in her arm. I felt badly about it. She never says anything..she just gets up and leaves me on my brushing mat. I wish she'd pay more attention to me. Maybe I should hold up a sign? "Enough already!" ??

I help mom off to dreamland every night by snuggling deep into her neck and shoulder and I purr her to sleep. I pat her face and show her all my love. I appreciate all she does for me and I give back. We are dear to one another. ♥♥♥

My Song ♫

Mom says I sing too much. Mornings when she gets up to, what else..feed me, and from about 0600 hrs. onward.

I lull her into not getting too irritated though by snuggling tightly up against her at night until she is well and truly asleep. She loves that and as an extra added attraction I pat her face with my paw. Very gently. She just melts. But all that nice feeling goes South when I begin my morning songs. Hey..deal, is what I say!

One of her sons found me some senior vitamins. Who knew that they made kitty vitamins? I love those things so much (I am allowed four morsels a day) that now, I hang out in the kitchen so she can apply my meds first to my tender ear (hyperthyroidism) and then, yum, I get my vitamins as a reward. Man, I love those things.I used to give her a hard time when I knew she was going to medicate me. No more.

Just wanted to tell you that they make vitamins for kitty's if anyone is interested in obtaining some. I am ever the public servant.

Arrrrrgh...Ahoy.

Bitey

Oh my! I nailed mom two times in a row this morning.

I have been feeling great these past several days. I am making mom play with me where before she had to persuade me to play...usually to a "no thank yew" so we've been thundering up and down the hallways, lying in wait for one another and attacking...just having fun in the mornings when I am especially full of energy.

This morning she asked me if I wanted to be brushed..I said "of course" so we proceeded to a good brushing. I have long floof that is subject to mats and tangles so for a few minutes she has to mean business. Then she generally turns the brush over to the softer bristle side. She was too late in turning it over and my patience wore to transparency! I laid a bitey in that same arm I always do...sigh,she never EVER learns. So then, she got up and put up the brush,. Well, I wasn't ready to have the brush put up..I wanted the bristles side..not the harder side, so what's a girl to do? I laid a bitey on her calf after catching said calf in my paws. No claws..just teeth. =^..^=. Just a little scratch..no beading,no flow, just a reminder that I'm the one who calls the shots around here. I am lady cat..hear me roar!

Happy Caturday Effurrybuddy!

I am wishing you a happy Caturday all my furriends and mommy and daddy cats too.

It's a day made for relaxing and taking a bath! That's what I'm doing on accounta I was running up and down the hallway making mom chase me with a peacock feather. So, a girl has to refresh herself. You never know who might come calling....

Furry Floofy Friday (Rupert?)

What's a Girl to DO, I ask you?

What's a girl to do? Here I am, doing my normal routine and mom, instead of slouching around in a pair of shorts which is her normal routine while cleaning and picking up after me and she, mom comes out of her room wearing JEANS! And a black top! Jewelry and her hair and face done. Socks too..so I know the dreaded shoes are going on to her feet!

Why do I say that? 'Cause when she has jeans on and the dreaded shoes..that, the putting on of shoes instead of putting on her bare feet means I am going to the you-know-who! So, I ran to safety under the bed.

She saw that and told me a number of times she was only going to the store. Yeah, right. Store..that's what they ALL say. "Just going to the store, little one" Then, the stoop and swoop and you're in the carrier before you can bat your gorgeous eyes! HA! I am NOT falling for that!

Darned if she didn't shrug (I could see her thru the bed skirt) and left the house. I heard the car start up..and leave.

OK. She was telling the truth THIS time but who KNOWS about the next time!?

I'm like the battery...ever ready!

BONKS!

A Day of Repose

Of course, every day is a day of repose. That's my job.

I laid in the bed with mama last night and she was so tired she fell asleep with the light on. I was snuggled deep into her neck and shoulder. For some reason, after a strong dream whereupon I kicked mom enough to wake her up. I woke and looked startled I'm told. I made some soft, high pitched sounds..like protestations and came to my feet and left though I was wobbly with sleep. She hated to see me go but she got to turn out the light and more importantly get comfortable by turning over and she went right to sleep again.

In her blog she told about how she and a friend went out to eat that very night and they went to a new -to- her restaurant. Luckily for me, she left my supper out so I was not hungry waiting for her to return. To hear her tell it, that was a restaurant among restaurants for home cooked style foods of a Southern fashion.

I got combed again last evening..that's all I care about. You should feel my fur. Like cashmere and silk.

I've been a bit fussy today and yesterday. Counting down the weeks left (3) before the dreaded v-e-t visit and some blood chemistry. But it's for my good, she tells me. So I can have a lot more kisses and combing for a long time to come.

Bonks and purrs, Kitties.