Tortie Tuesday

Kitties! Good Meowning!!

I have had a big breakfast, I've been combed..a few more knots have been removed and I am soft as a mink coat. Mom went out to fill the bird feeder again so I can watch TV, fill the bird bath (it's going to be a string of mid 90's days) and fish thru the recycle bin to get the receipt from Wa*-Ma*t out so as to return the squeegee that does not work at ALL in our tubby. I had a chance to jump in and get my paws really soaking last night. Mom loved the artistic rendering of paw prints on her hardwood floor in the kitchen. You should have heard her squeal with delight. I will try to please her like that much more often.

Here I am last night in my favorite place. It is a secure nest because mom will not ever make me leave even though she desperately wants the computer. She'll go get a dining room chair and drag it in. Ah..life is good. Can you see my opulent luscious rounder feminine body? Eight pounds of Lady Cat! More now, but I won't know how much more until I go...there~! I am not in a hurry. The only thing is, my FelinePine litter follows me wherever I go. It's on my furs and mommy didn't see it to brush it off.

Love and pawhugs to all of you. XOX

Memorial Day

Memorial Day and the Fourth of July are extremely important days to my mom. She has told me a lot of stories about them and while she was not in the service, nonetheless she did her part as well in her career.

Here are the words to TAPS. They never fail to bring the sting of tears to mom's eyes.

Day is done,

Gones's the sun

From the hills, from the lakes, from the skies

All is well, Safely rest,

God is nigh.

Verse 1:

Day is done,
Gone the sun,
From the lakes,
From the hills,
From the sky,
All is well,
Safely rest,
God is nigh.

Verse 2:

Fading light,
Dims the sight,
And a star,
Gems the sky,
Gleaming bright,
From afar,
Drawing nigh,
Falls the night.

Verse 3:

Thanks and praise,
For our days,
Neath the sun,
Neath the stars,
Neath the sky,
As we go,
This we know,
God is nigh.

Sunday, only a day early. Well, 4 hours early

Kitties, I am sorry I saddened all of you with my Saturday blog. Believe me, mommy has cried buckets of tears.

Moving on, I have had a totally magnificent day, and here is why. I am still allowing mommy to comb out mats from my long hair and except my back legs and a few small knots on my chest still (I will need a closer shave) Mommy has gotten a lot done. I am being very patient especially since that Vet's helper hurt me. Never again. But mommy is allowed to help me again after months of telling her no. I am silkier than ever and lookin' good enough to eat with a spoon.

I hope you enjoyed the last two pictures I asked mommy to post. I thought I was looking my languorous secksay best! No man cats said so but *I* knew I did. THAT is what counts. I have self confidence now that I am growing round and smooth.

Love and paw hugs.

Love For Daisy

Today, Mom is giving my blog over to fellow blogger and Twitterer, Cathy Keisha. I ask each of you to please..please go to her page which I have supplied here with Cathy's name and read precious Daisy's story. Please make this horrific story known throughout our blog world and Twitter as it already is becoming--- for this hideous crime needs to be addressed.

Warning..this is a terribly sad and horrific event. It took me a week to read it. But to raise awareness, it needs to be done and we need to do what we can to help catch the perp and raise awareness.

Daisy was awarded the beret you see her wearing from the Whiskas Liberation Front (#WLF), a Twitter group soley concerned with animal welfare. The concern and care is huge.

Please help by raising awareness. xoxox

Feline Friday

Mom said there will be family company tonight. Two of my human brothers as a matter of fact. The third brother would be here too if he could but he lives far away. So, they and mom will go out to eat tonight, come home and have the dessert she made last night, and one brother will stay the night I think. I get to share his bacon that mom always makes for his breakfast!

I hope Blogger is over its problems now. Mom and I get discouraged.

I will be around in between all the other fings I have to do--- like napping and eating and finding reclusive places to be, as I can get there to your house. Leave me some skim milk--just 2 tablespoons full-- in a tiny bowl on your back porch. That way I can find your home more easily (and get a treat).

XOX

Tortie Thursday

Mommy said she is having a hard time getting into some of my furriends kitty blogs---even her own human one--to comment or even log in. Kitties, I never forget about you. Please be patient. I got a nice message on FB saying some of the trouble they are having too and, like me, why they haven't been by...they can't get here from there sometimes. Some of the kitties I know blog every day are not showing up in my dashboard as having blogged. This is distressing because then, several days go by and I didn't know they had told about their days. I hope this ends soon and we can have our bloggies back to normal. ♥♥

The photo is a special message. They will know who it's for. xoxo

Wordless Wednesday (sorta)

This is a good day! I ran around to all your homes and sent kissies to all of you.

Tortie Tuesday

I'm glad I feel like sleeping out in the open and not UTB. And I'm still adding weight. Soon I will be chubby (after I re-gain another 3 pounds) MOL.

New Header Monday (er...Sunday...I couldn't wait)

****Kitties! Look what Sam, Andy and Shelly's mommy made for me!****

She must be celebrating my one whole pound I gained with me and mommy on accounta she gave me a new header! Can you see the skull and crossbones on my hat? I LOVES that along with my pink fevvers. I look so glamorous. My basket is sea worthy. I made it so. I have room for one more in there with me. This little boat is for more, well, um, sorta, intimate voyages. I'll get the big ship out when we all go to HRH Princess Treasure and Princess Coco, The Adorable Realm again. More room. We always pick up Queen Miss Catt as well. She and Simba have a, ahem, thing going on (if you know what I mean).

I had a window whiffie day yesterday and sun puddles..oh it was glorious! Hope you have those today, kitties. ♥☼♥

Happy Birthday ML. Fanks you for all the work on the CB. xoxox

Easy on Sunday Mornin'

We're Bud's

Me and one of my human Brofurs...we're buds. Sowwy my loose furs are on the carpet. Mom doesn't vacuum till my brofurs are gone.

Pee ess: I allowed lots of brushies this morning and some more last night! I am softerand softer.

Thankful Thursday

Kitties! I am a thankful kitty because I am not at the you-know-where place! And I'm not due to go anytime soon. And this morning to show my gratitude mom got over the top morning snuggles. Since not feeling well, those are few and far between but this morning, I got up in there to wake her up. I changed my mind about getting right down again and I snuggled up into my night-night position of in her neck and upper arm. I purred so loud she could pretend there was a truck idling outside.

I stayed for half an hour. She didn't doze because she was petting and stroking my back and head. Oh I loved it. Under my chin..ahhhh. She hadn't a chance to go to the little room and I will wager that my kneading on her stomach was something to remember but as always, she didn't move and disturb me. She just gritted her teeth (I heard her, MOL) and laid there until I was ready for breakfast.

I understand the words breakfast and supper so she started whispering did I want breakfast and then I stirred and I got up. She beat a path across the hall but breakfast was fast coming.

pee ess: I can't believe it of myself but I am allowing mom to brush out some mats that were starting to form on my back!! This all has happened because I hid so much and when I was out I didn't tolerate the brushie. I shrunk from it but even though they half killed me at the v-e-t place, I am still allowing (with ample warnings---which she heeds) mom to brush me for a limited time each day, We're working on it. I have never been so badly off as these past few months insofar as my personal grooming is concerned. Hopefully that will be in the past.

xoxoxo

Pee Ess again: Kim, all I get today is Profile not available. I'm trying.

Whisker Wednesday...well, somewhat.

Here I am with my Admiral's cutlass that I left out to be displayed--so as to strike terror in the hearts of maurauders while I nap. It's too dangerous to have it under me while I am catloafing. It might injure me. I also have showcased my two white whiskers for you. On the opposite side of my stunningy gorgeous face, I have a white eyebrow that I have sprouted too. xoxoxo

Let's Pretend it's Tortie Tuesday

Kitties!! I have REALLY REALLY REALLY been thru it!

First of all, it took till 4:15 for mom to catch me and squeeze me into the carrier. You will observe my lasers at the Vet's office while I waited as I had no appointment. Then, I was weighed, I gained a pound in three weeks. That is fantastic. Then, my bloods were stolen. Then, my nails clipped and then, I had knots on my beautiful chest furs and so they were shaved. Then, my flanks were brushed and it, the brushing, HURT! I cried and hollered. Mom was dying a thousand deaths back in my exam room. GOOD! Glad she was! IT HURT!! And I was man handled and for my first time in all my times going there, kitties, I hissed AND growled.

Mommy will pay and pay and pay and pay. It has been three weeks between visits. Longest in five months. It took half of that for me to relax and not run everytime I say her thinking she was going to take me THERE! So what happened? She took me THERE! I am mad..mad mad mad.

But I gained a pound.

What's that I hear?

What's that noise? I'm listening you know! You can't slip anything past me! Did I hear the PTU being eased out of the closet? Is that for me? Am I going tomorrow? (If you can catch me) Over due? I thought you were giving me a break from that thing and the v-e-t. Oh. You did? Three weeks? Well, we'll just see about that. I have to admit I am curious as to how much weight I gained.

Happy Caturday

Kitties! It's Caturday. Break out the toys and treats and let's celebrate the return of our bloggies and all of our furriends. It was AWFUL when Blogger made every one go night night whether they wanted to or not. One thing for sure...now we know how much we depend on one another when we can't get to them.

I was thinking of running for President in 2011. What do you think of my campaign picture? Do I look earnest enough?

Pawhugs to efurryone.

Good Grief...Now it's Back. Whew.

Mommy gotted two pitchurs this meowning. They are from her and her human kittens' Kiwi friend in New Zealand. He had occasion to come to the USA for training (he is a nurse) and stayed with us two weeks. What a pleasure for us. Mommy and her kittens took him everywhere we could.

Soon after he went back home to his family of wife, two sons and his German Shepherd dog..he acquired two baby kittens just weaned from their mommy and sucessfully introduced them to his dog. Here is the evidence..the babies are both 6 months or so old now. Thought you would like to see them as a family. Well, the other kitty is out tending to business. I wonder if they meow with a New Zealand accent? I'll bet they DO!

Happy Fursday!

Here I am, tempting temptress:

Almost Wordless Wednesday

I am looking toward the sun and its renewal to strengthen me.

Tortie Tuesday

Mommy's headpiece..in place and ready to help her read the paper.

A Better Surprise --second post of today

Kitties! This time it's me writing.

Mommy tried a second time this morning and the second time I just ate the treat and let the you-know-what fall to the floor. So after mommy took over MY blog and complained about me and told on me, she put the you-know-what into ANOTHER flavor of Greenie, the chicken instead of salmon, and she and the oldest brother of mine went off to Knoxville. She stopped off at the arboretum she told me a minute ago, and took some pictures in camera raw. Her first time to do that. AND she came home after much cogitation and prayer and I had eaten my treats. AND I asked for a food lunch too.

She thinks I don't know but I know that my soft carrier is in the tub behind the shower curtain. She was going to take me today. However, I bought myself another day.

xoxox

Unpleasant surprise

Mom here:

Guess who finally chewed the Greenie and discovered the pill? Guess who also had another chance soon after this morning and guess who again left the pill and ate the Greenies. This isn't good. It's the only way I have to get her pilled. No..trust me, I am not able to do it by popping it in her mouth myself. Getting her to the Vet each day for them to do it is a non option as she is hidden most of the day til late afternoon out of fear of going. The trust issue is big now as I have had to take her over and over. No use adding more to this, just telling you what happened. Liquids don't work by the way, she refused to even taste her food with them. The gel didn't work either you may recall. This was our last ditch effort.

Not sure when she'll write her next blog. Up to her.

P.S. I wasn't kidding when I said I can't pill her. Not by myself. No, there is no one to help. Plus she is very afraid as I said and spends most of the day till late afternoon under the bed. There are already trust issues.

xox

Happy Mama's Day

♥♥♥ Happy Mother's Day to all my kitty furriends and their Mama's. ♥♥♥

Happy Caturday

Well now. Firstly, mom found a pill, mine, on the floor but it was this morning. It stood right out as it is stark white against a wood floor. I had not yet been in to have my "treat" yet, so she picked them up (always 2, one with and one without) and the hole end of the Greenie was still closed over so the pill would presumably be in there. It could never have been there from yesterday as mom would have seen it. She is still puzzling as to what happened there. I'll never know but if I missed a dose..I did. I must say while I ate a goodly amount yesterday I wasn't quite as hungry but again, mom would have seen that while till just as her eye saw it this morning. OR it IS today's pill and maybe it stuck to her hand when she was turning the Greenie over and over trying to seal in the pill. But that won't happen again. Mom is going to be extra sure it's in there. (she thought she was..)

I have turned particular. She served me my usual fave in FF wet food. I ate some (breakfast) but not all. That concerned her. Then, she took it up since it appeared I wasn't going to eat any more. I came in and sat on the rug asking for food. So she cracked open another can but chicken this time, and I wolfed it down. I eat my can of FF in 2 parts. I will have the rest for lunch. But that pill being there is a mystery, unsolvable. I know mom said there sure ain't gonna be another one!

Love and whisker ticklies to all of you.

Sorta Fatty Friday

Just pretend this is Friday as I am getting it out early since mom didn't bother herself to help me toDAY!!! Just because she was waiting on the C-o-m-c-a-s-t man and just because the modem was not doing well I do not see that as a valid excuse and I think she should have written it out by hand and stuck it to the cable line with tape and sent it out that way. But did she? Nooooooo. So I have to claw it out myself. She got that box out again and caught me a few minutes ago relaxing, in my catloaf position after having a small snack. She wants to showcase what she calls my rounded figure. She said just running her hands over my beautiful self she can tell I have gained a significant amount of weight. This coming Monday will be two weeks since I got started with my "treats".

Here I am. She insulted me and said she'd need her wide angle lens before long and was I going to take up wrestling? I told her to find out some morning long about 0300 hrs. (when I get in there with her and we have a friendly tussle!)

Wordless Wednesday (sorta)

Time for a bath..mommy said my furs are starting to gleam again!!!

Tummie Tuesday

And MY tummie is a lot fuller than it used to be!

Monday Musings

Kitties! Was it James Brown who sang what ever song has the words "I feel good! The way that I should" and that laxative commercial used it too. Well, I feel good--the way that I should.

Oh, I'm napping as always-- after all I am not too much of a spring chicken though I'm not a squillion yet. But in between naps, I thunder up and down the hall some and I am able to leap tall tables in a single bound! I can get into beds all over the house and while mom's asleep (she noticed this finally!) I can and do inspect the counters in the kitchen as I patrol the windows against deadly introoders who would disturb her. I have furred all of the fabric in the house attractively and other duties too numerous to mention.

I am eating up to 3 cans of Fancy Feast a day and my dry fuds too. Drinking like the sailor I am, and leaving a full litterbox for mom! Well..she asked for it didn't she? Mommy took that picture day before yesterday. Soon I will expand past the frame, MOL.

Remembrance

Mommy is taking this day to remember Robin, who came before me. She was the smartest girl ever and she helped raise my three human brother beans. They loved her very much and when she went to the Rainbow Bridge, mom nor the brother beans wanted another baby because they couldn't bear going through the pain ever again of losing one. But Mom saw my face and fell totally and deeply in love and you know the rest of the story. *smiles*.

Robin was also a Tortie, mostly black with designer orange and butter yellow arranged attractively. She was a petite girl who once only got to 7 pounds. Her fighting weight was 6.3. She was an indoor-outdoor girl who was not allowed to be out after supper time. Her territory was small..three houses..and she looked both ways for traffic before she crossed the road (she did..mom saw her do it over and over). When she wanted to be fed, she went to the cabinet with the paper plates and pawed it open and if they were within reach, she knocked them down onto the counter. Then, she truly went to the Fancy Feast cabinet and opened that cabinet door too. If she could she knocked down a can of Fancy Feast. She couldn't open it but she knew the racket she made (mom and brothers loved watching her) would get the can opened and the contents into her plate.

She was a fierce hunter and we never learned to look at her before we opened the door.. hence many small rabbits, small squirrels, birds, mice, snakes too along with chipmunks and lizards were brought in to add to the larder. Mostly however, they were alive and therefore started a foot race with mom or the boys to capture and release them. We lost more times than we won.

Mom and my brothers still talk about her with love and now with smiles. She was deeply loved just as I am. I came to live here two years after Robin went to the Bridge at 16 years of age. She's my mentor. Her date of passing became my birthday. December 11th. I was a rescue so we don't know my real birthday except approximately. Here is to Robin's sweet memory. ♥

This is Robin saying her prayers..she did this frequently.