An Announcement

Admiral and Nikita came together to make their lives one this weekend and they have decided that they would jointly share the news of that decision today.

Live the rest of your lives in gentleness, warmth, peace and love.

Wondering Sunday

Kitties. A good Flickr friend would like to occasionally make a comment here on my blog but he said that he was unable as the process asked him to create a blog.

I have a gmail account so when mom and I make a blog, all we do is log in with our Google account. So I can't see what others who do not have a gmail account, see. Do you all know how that friend can make a comment? This would serve for a lot of folks who seem puzzled about the process. I know you can do so as anon. (I can't spell that word) but I don't know what you go through to do that.

I tuned up and REALLY put mom through it ALL night from early hours onward. She hasn't the heart to put me on the other side of the hall door as it would distress me and I'd spend all night trying to get through. So she just suffers rather than aggravate me since I have my illnesses. She forgot what it's like to have a completely unbroken night sleeping. Even when I was in the hospital, she woke at the appointed times out of habit. =^..^=

See you soon...XOXO

Caturday

I didn't say nor sing a single thing last night. Keep 'em guessing! That's my motto.

It's cold outside and I'm in my condo napping and looking around when I'm not napping while Mom gets ready to go out into the cold to help my brother on a photo session. Mom is only going to hold reflectors and lights. But she's taking her camera just in case something comes up later.'

An update for now. I seem to be holding my own. I have taken my pill every day SO FAR since I came away from the hospital last time..I think the 10th of this month- or something like that. I have eaten like the Sailor I am and mom said she feels I have gained weight. We will see as a little more time passes. One thing that may be a help to other mom's out there with kitties who use pill pockets. Mom happened to have a brand new fresh bag on hand and she cracked it open a few days ago. I ate my pill pocket immediately! It was fresh and had a good aroma to it due to freshness. I have eaten the pocket three days in a row with with no fuss. Could it be that mom needs to change to a fresh bag half way through the one she's using? The freshness quotient making it especially easy to take? It's worth the expense she said, if that be true.

I will see you before the day is through. Mom said she'll have to leave here in a little bit.

XOXO

Furriday

It's a chilly rainy Friday and I'm glad I get to spend time in my warm and cozy condo. I have had that same condo since I was a kitten.

Mom gets to go out in the rain but that's alright. She might bring something home for me. She wishes she knew who might like (in town) my toys I don't use or never liked. The animal shelter doesn't seem to want anything. Mom offered towels and linens and newspapers and they pleasantly turned her down. Mom only knows one other kitty owner very well and her Mr. T tuxedo and he's as fussy as I am so a toy exchange doesn't work well for us.

I didn't sing last night..keep 'er guessing, that's my motto. Mom really will have to consider getting something to record my songs. Then she'll have to have someone standing by with a hammer and tongs to get her to understand how to post them to the blog.

xoxox

Fursday Meowning and the Torties are Stirring

Good meowning Kitties.

I sang from La Boheme during the night..the soprano part. Sometimes I switch to contralto. Oh, I am GOOD!

Whisker Wednesday...well, somewhat.

Kitties, Mom was gone the livlong day and evening till late but she got home..tried to give me my pill PAH! Patooey. And waited and tried various things until she cracked open a brand new bag of pill pockets and I scarfed it right down. Think thet'll work tomorrow? In her dreams! I require something different each and every day! As I said, sometimes I come closer to feeling sorry for her. Oh and no singing last night. I let her sleep all the way till 0725!!!!! UNheard of. I bet it's the Marriage of Fiagaro tonight..wait and see. Poor woman.

PEE ESS I have a droplet of cat milk on my chin..sorry she didn't see that and chose another picture.

Meowy Monday

Good Meowning Kitties! Mom went off and left me all alone and wifout the computer, which was rotten of her and I paid her back handsomely last night by singing a good part of the night. Did I say "paid her back"? I mean rewarded her..yes..rewarded her for her act.

How is everyone this Meowy Monday? I'll run and scratch at each of your doors and see for myself. Don't worry, my nails were trimmed just last week.

I'm a little late so I'd better get started. XOXOX

UpComing Pawty Noos

Kitties! See my sidebar! On October 31st, there will be a pawty at Castle Felinestein! See the details there on my sidebar to the right. All are welcome..welcome all! I have entered thanks to Mariodacat's expert needle skills. Well, in this case he posed me next to a pumpkin. He has dressed me for many a pawty.

A little birdie told me that today is the fifteenth birthday of a handsome GingerMan cat called Nikita. He doesn't have a bloggie, he and his brofur Rocky, but he is on Twitter as @CatRulers if you'd like to wish that precious darling a happy birthday. I happen to know he got YOGURT for his birthday as well as other things and a new toy too, but yogurt..that's his favorite! Happy Birthday sweetest boy. See you soon 'cause I'm taking the jet and flying to the Windy Kitty to join the celebrations. XOXOX

For me, I retired my aria's for the night and let another soloist sing to mommy for the 0330 a.m. set by the name of Carl. A handsome Twinkletoed house Panther. Mom was really wowed! She was overcome with admiration..the manly house panther voice was just stunning! I think she placed the pillow over her head so he wouldn't see her great admiration and stop singing to thank her for her appreciation.

This is me in my condo. I go there to plan for the day.

Coming to see you..don't lock your doors..

Friday Noos

Kitties, I had a wonderful big breakfast and instead of standing there to get my med for the hyper-thyroidism I went straight into my condo. So, later I guess. Here's a word from mom. Mom..take it away.

Mom here. I thought there may be a few who missed why I don't force pills down Admiral's throat. It's a matter of how different cats have differing personalities mostly. When meds have been forced on her in the past, she has hidden all day every day for several weeks. You'll force her once and you'll not force her again is the result. And her quality of life, i.e. hiding in fear all day long is not a good way to live. Other kitties don't do that but mine does. I haven't the heart to frighten my older girl like that after having seen the results in the past. So I patiently try to persuade her. Back to you, Admiral.

I sang and announced off and on all night. I have my solo down and ready for karaoke! I'm taking applications as to who might wish to join me for the 3:30 am set. Any takers? Mom really appreciates my effort and I know hearing more than me would make her shriek with delight. I love the appreciation, don't you? And I announce the results of my patrols. One that caused her alarm was: We have a mouse in the house! I was set up in battle mode before bed and after I got her up. The kitchen. It will be interesting.

I have asked this furiend of mine pictured on his steed to help me capture the introoder.

Thursday Tortie

Oh Kitties, I am just enjoying myself a lot these days. I have been taking my pill each day. To accomplish that, mom has to duck walk behind me for 15-20 minutes offering the pill pocket. I finally graciously give in...so far. As a result, I feel good.

Here is a photo of me yesterday after I ran full tilt into my paper bag. It and I scooted several yards across the living room floor. I turned in it several times and flew down the hall to the bathroom..um, I mean my Pool and Spa. Mom ran after me as I had invited her to, and we ran together back to the bag where I flew at top speed into it again.

Mom did say that I have been playing the trumpet and trombone at varying times in the night. Whatever does she mean by THAT?? I am simply announcing the results of my patrols. I mean, what's not to like here? She also said that along about 5 am I have a particular meow that sounds dead-on like " Hello" separated into two syllables. "Hel-lo" I like to do this prior to my tried and true "wake up and I mean it" call. I'm so clever I amaze myself.

Wordless Wednesday (almost)

I say I am the boss of you, Mom.

Meowy Monday

Kitties, I hope efurryone is doing well today and getting treats and all the petting you can stand. Lay on the bitey when there are too many pets. Werks fur me! Efurry time. Time for brushies now befur mom leaves the house. Here is a picture of what I need to be doing to stay away from mom cause I am SURE she's taking me to the v-e-t even though she says not! This is like me in my condo.

xoxox

Our Dearest Kitty Furriends

I just read that precious Parker Pie and Pixie are very ill and need our purrs, barkies, and loves and purrayers and prayers so much. Please go to their bloggies and help them and their pawrents get through these sad days?

We have all known and loved Parker Pie and her family for some time and we have supported her family during very sad times recently. Now Parker needs us. And Pixie will be new to you probably. She is the sisfur of Possum, both girls live in Jersualem with their Mommy who is devastated..very sad over Pixie's prognosis. She has requested purrs from us on her bloggie. Please may we all gather up Pixie and Parker into our hearts and warm them and their pawrents with our love.

Love to you all.

Simply Caturday

Here I am yesterday at 1:30 peering at mom through the wires and over the electronic equipment behind the TV as I lay in my condo, stubbornly refusing to come out.

Kitties, yesterday I went into my condo from 8 in the morning till 1:30 in the afternoon! Mom gave up (that was the idea) of ever getting me into my carrier. No, she won't dump me out of it. I need a safe place and that's it. She knew I wasn't in dire straits..as a matter of fact I felt terrific. So she figured Monday would be soon enough.

But, I had to use the litterbox so I came out. Mom heard the scratching and after I was finished and on my way to UTB, I found myself in the carrier.

A quick trip there and a going over to make sure I was OK (as the weekend was coming). I was weighed and I gained from 6.6 to 7.2 pounds all in a few days. Even the V-e-t was smiling as well as the Tech. Mom looked like the sun rising. It's Rupert's expert Chef's prowess. He's made me filling and nourishing fuds. xoxoxoxo

My human brother is here but I get no bacons this time for his breakfast. Mom is making him eggs and sausage gravy and biscuits. Big fluffy biscuits. Lotsa gravies. I can't have any of that. Maybe a bite of eggs.

We have a little plan, the Dr. and I, to help me out. It's simple and requires more trips than I like but for only a few minutes. We'll see how it works out.

Furry Friday

I'm amazed to have to say that despite the fact that I am in fine form, he STILL wants to see me today. So, mom thinks she has me fooled and has my carrier standing on end in the tub at my Pool and Spa area. It's behind the shower curtain.

I feel super. I ate like it was/is going out of style. I took my pills out of mom's hand. (pill pocket involved) and my litterbox was a wonderful sight, you should only excuse me for saying so. The arrangements in there were a Vet's idea of an Admiral who is behaving. BUT I still have to go. Right now, mom is typing from a script I prepared because I am snoring in my condo behind the TV. When I go into my Pool and Spa, she fancies she will snap me up. Worse comes to worse and she can't snap me up, then she gets to call the Vet's office and the Tech will come and get me again. That's what happened last time. My Vet's office does not charge mom for this..I know she is grateful and does not want to wear that out.

Here is a picture of a Funnel Spider ( they make funnel-shaped nests) mom took at Norris Dam a few days ago. She hoped you might enjoy even though it's not me.

Tortie Thursday

Here I am this morning with my half-on lasers and pink fevver. And, I bellied up to the bar for brekkie. Sorry for the blur in brekkie pic and the litter on the floor. Only 6 in the a.m. Mom not at her best.

I have a new paper bag! And I slept in it off and on..shoved it all over the floor, and I'm saving the fun of jumping onto it and crushing it with all that delicious noise for later.

I have lolled around smoking my Nip cigar, I've played with my pink fevver wand, and I've scratched all of my scratching posts and the two seperated parts of the evil X. One is in the living room and the other is in my bedroom. Separated, they can't dump me onto the floor any more!

I am a total love bug. A note on this...my Dr. wants a report today. If he likes what Mom says then I stay home. Tomorrow too, and again, if he approves of my progress, I get to stay home. Monday as well. Same deal. Any of the above days if he doesn't like what he hears, in I go. Not for hospital but for a shot. Sounds like a deal.

Meanwhile..Partay on, kitty & woofie & duckie dudes and dudettes. Fanks for my birfday wishes. I hit the big 14! I loved having all my mancats UTB with me. I have created quite a nest under there..I hope you all found it comfy. Like the Tortie furs?

xoxox

Happy Wednesday and an additional picture

This is me in one of my favorite rocking chairs. Here I am, happy as can be. Why? Because I'm home and I have been sticking to mom like paint on a wall. Purring constantly too and I have her all scented up to my satisfaction. I spent quality time re-scenting her with hard facial rubs all over her hands and I even used the scent pads in my beautiful Tortie toesies. I have my head on her hand right now while she types with her left forefinger. I had a happy Purrthday and thank you for the sweet kitty wishes.

XOXOX

PEE ESS: I am running, playing hard, bunny kicking my nip cigar, leaping for my fevver toy! Purring like a freight train. I'm happy! Here I am with my nip cigar!

Tortie Tuesday

Guess I'll be home late today but I left this for mom to type. Have a happy Tuesday and for me, it's a Tortie Tuesday. xoxox

Up Date for the Admiral

Mom here: I took my baby to the Vet after calling him this morning in deep concern about her listlessness and her lack of appetite. The Vet was deeply concerned and so of course she was taken in. I expected the worst.

She was weighed and has only lost 2 oz. Since she has been UTB ALL day long in worry that I was going to do exactly what I did, she never got anything else to drink or eat today after the ungoshly hour of 5 that she got me up this morning.

So who knows..she may have only lost an ounce since she was too concerned to pass by me as I lay in wait for her, to get water or a morsel of food. Her almost no weight loss was a HUGE relief.

Next..he wants to keep her until tomorrow afternoon. He feels that she deserves the chance to be re-medicated, hydrated and when she goes home tomorrow afternoon there will be a strict control and I must report on her condition before the weekend and Monday.

That's the State Address for the Admiral today.

She sends kisses.

Meowy Monday

Look at ME! I have a new BOX! I've been in and out of it for four days. One of mommy's birfday presents came in it. I wish you had the pleasure of seeing my other beautiful eye but no matter how mom hunkered and duck walked around, I kept my head just turned enough to ruin the picture. It's my job and I do it well. MOL.

Sunday

Dear Furiends,

Mom will take me to the Vet either tomorrow or Tuesday to see how much I weigh now and to get the doctors assessment. Although I felt like a new girl for a week after leaving the hospital, I have since been troubled and I'm hardly eating at all. Maybe the doctor can think of a new treatment for me.

I wanted my furiends to know and mom and I will see you with an update soon. Mom probably disabled the comments for now but we send warm love to each of you. Every one.

Twin Birfdays

Kitties! I will have my fourteenth birfday on the 11th of this month and a special mancat will share that occasion with me. Nik, GingerMan, will be having his fifteenth birfday on the 22nd of the month. We decided to share our birthdays just as we share the basket and our love and regard for one another.

When I was being very uncooperative for awhile yesterday Nik heard about that cranky pants behavior of mine from his mom and he so went UTB immediately (for privacy) and communicated with me telling me his concern and love. I listened to him and bloomed the rest of the day and evening- asking for fuds, staying in the sunpuddles and purring for mama just as he wished me to do.

This picture shows Nik watching over me, protecting me and loving me. It's one of mom's favorites and depicts our relationship, mine and his. ❤

Mom will be headed to Norris Lake somewhere about noon today and getting on a boat with a park ranger and others to get Fall foliage pictures. She said to wish her luck.

XOX

Naming..Furry Friday

Several Twitter furiends wanted to know all of the iterations of my name(s). I think I made mommy write that out not too long ago but I was requested to again.

When I was a rescued kitten, my name was Bianca. Lady Bianca. I was named after Bianca in "The Taming of the Shrew". Then, my brothers came to welcome me into the family and they did not like my name. The cat who came before me had a nick name. That nick name was Hester..even though her real name was Robin. Hester was for Robin's evil twin who did all the mischief because Robin surely did not do any mischief..not ever. Hester did it. Even though Hester was made up.

So, my brothers did not like the name mommy chose for me and decided my name would be Hester Bianca in honor of Robin aka Hester. Her Veterinary records state Hester as her name.

Moving on..time passed and mommy started blogging some 5-6 years ago on MSN Live Spaces. There when she wrote of ME, she called me Miss Catt. So there came a third name. Some friends still call me that and that's fine.

THEN, a dear MSN blog friend made a picture of Miss Catt aka Hester aka Bianca with an Admiral's hat on. That has become her avatar now. It was her header picture too but SAS's mommy Judi has furbished up my page and made me several new headers with hats that she created for me. When I answer you kitties and woofies, you still see that original photo in my avatar. Boston Boy, continued thanks.

So it developed after I started my OWN blog here on Blogger that mommy took my Hester name, added letter B to it, called me Admiral because of my hat..and that's the story of all of my names.

The End

Wordy Wednesday

Here I am..as usual..but I am on MY side of the bed even if at the bottom. Usually I am on mom's side. I love her scent and since I know she loves MINE, I make sure her side is well scented by Eau de Admiral...the finest Feline Parfum. XOXO

Meowy Monday

A great good meowning Kitties and Woofies!

This small bowl contains my dessert...cat milk. Just a sip. I start meowing as soon as I see it. It's my reward after my bacon- coated pill. XOXOX

Caturday

I am a good girl today. I had my pill. Yesterday I refused but today mom's fingers had bacon fat on them as she was preparing to make some for my brother who came to visit last night. THAT may be what tipped me over the edge when mommy still had that scent on her fingers as she prepared my pill pocket. so Mom said she'd try that again. Meanwhile I have visiting to do. I'm all ready. xoxoxox