Mom said the lens hood shadow is showing in this picture..she accidentally had it on Auto instead of A for Aperture and so the on board flash activated despite me facing into the driving afternoon sun. She corrected that for the next shot but meanwhile, she allowed this one to remain un deleted. She loves my feminine shape so displayed and my glossiness.

I almost felt sorry for her last evening. She had a good day and she was extremely active..in a great mood..felt fine and when she went to bed as happens too often she could not go to sleep right away. When she did fall asleep she later felt her eyes pop open in the dark and she looked to see it was 0300 hrs. She laid awake a long time but with her eyes closed, thinking. I did not come in to sleep with her. I know in retrospect that would have helped her relax.

However..she eventually fell asleep until I waked her at 0700. Some days are just like that. Some nights, that is. She has too many.

Good Grief!

Well, I didn't go snuggle with mom last night BUT she had a decent sleep and I think that went a long way toward making her feel better.

She got up this morning..damp and dreary morning again, and just got up on the treadmill and did her duty & a lot faster--- and she raised the weights back again(poundage) or her weight lifting. I will be bound..she felt tons better. She was in the kitchen a little while ago with that thing she calls an ironing board and doing the ironing she only does perhaps three times a year. I saw her smiling, can you believe it? She likes to iron. Just there isn't much to iron.

Other than that, I made it hard for her to give me my meds this morning. I wish I knew what on earth makes me so uncooperative. It's not like it hurts. A gentle stroke of a felt tipped applicator to the pink of my ear. What's to go on about I have to ask myself!! She just took off and left the house after deciding she would catch me unaware. She did. End of tale. Tail?

I think I'll go eat worms

I said that, the title, for mom. She is not in a good humor. I am, but she's not. It's rare for her to be out of sorts. I will consider if I want to go in and snuggle with her at bedtime. I may..it always makes her smile. She likes my warmness, the purring against her ear and the whiskers tickling her cheek when mine is up against hers. I may be rationing those out a little too much.

She's had a few disappointments too...that adds into it but she swore me to no more information than I have already said.

The house is still sparkling clean from her cleaning yesterday. So, it can't be anything *I* have done. Maybe she should call her brothers this evening.

You're right Myst..our Mommy's are so good to us and protect us from everything. They worry when we get sick and they are afraid we won't and don't understand when visits to the Vet have to happen and we are uncomfortable or get hurt there. And I sense she doesn't like going there because she is concerned about what she may hear. I can't reassure her.

But, I can make things better when I hop up and lay down with my head on her shoulder. It takes her cares away. And mine. It's a two way street.

At Last!

Mom made my day and night. She never has a blanket on her bed during the hot months of course..just the sheets. And she always uses premium sheets which are smooth and silky feeling. But as a cat, I can't say that I particularly care for them. I love her red colored thick fleece blanket. That however, is folded and waiting for the advent of cool weather.

Yesterday though, she brought out another fleece item, MY throw. She bought me a fleece throw last Winter to go over her fleece blanket so my coating of fine premium fur would not be so thick on her bedding to where she has to clean it off each night before bed. (Personally, I thought she looked great in fur! Humph!) So, I started to repose on the throw she placed on the bed.

Time came when the throw was folded and put away too. Well, I guess I showed her. I have typed in my blog here several times that she despairs of me ever sleeping with her again. However, she brought out my throw and put it on the bed. She put me on it. I sniffed it for perhaps 3 minutes making sure it was mine and took a long and satisfying nap on it.

Last night, I showed my gratitude. Just as she was about to cease reading and turn out the light..I jumped up onto the bed..hesitated a second on my throw but came up and snuggled with her just like old times. You should have heard me purr too. I stayed even after she eventually turned out the light (usually my signal to leave!)

She may have to remind me that it's still on the bed after she made the bed this morning. I want to stay in a good mood after all.

One of her sons is staying the night so she will cook supper for him. I enjoy him being here and always greet him and stay where he is because he loves me. And he pays attention to me..that's the key. I get to see him more than the other two..makes a difference in my attitude.

I hoe you have purrs in your day.

Expect good

That's what mom always says...expect good. And learn to recognize it in all of its forms. You would be surprised upon reflection to learn that you have very little bad in your life. And if you happen to be experiencing something not particularly to your liking..examine it and see what you need to learn. We do have lessons in life you know. No one escapes that. No one slips by without something to shape us and make us better. That's not bad. That's good when we learn from it and then, we move on when we demonstrate that we have learned what we need to and are the better for it. Trust. It really is all good, just as the saying goes.
And today, September 1, would have been my Dad's birthday were he alive. He left us too soon as did my mother. Dad, I still love you and cherish your memory. I always will.