Busy Day!

 Kitties!  Mom has been a blur around here doing the yucky jobs...like  really doing a super good cleaning around the litterbox area in the bathroom.  Maybe she wishes if it's super duper clean, it'll never gather all the black furs that hid in crannies.  Of course they won't--- unless I bust thru the Veil and roll around in there.  

Going to call in the carpet cleaners before much longer.  Mom said before I flew away that she was waiting on the not-so-handy man to finish the job.  Since he never did, mom has someone else coming out Thursday to take a look.  Just four things to do..none that are much trouble at all.  THEN she calls the carpet cleaner!  Good ol' Stanley Steamer. Gotta a lotta ghost stains all over from horking up these past several years.  You have to look hard to see a few but they are there.  More than a few, too. 

She's out there daily hovering over the just pruned back rose bushes all across the entire front of the house except for where the two Gardenias are, and the Fall Blooming Camellia is.  Favorite Brovver will bring Mom some very baby gardenias growing ground level at his garden... from his whopper of Gardenia bushes that bloom like hers did until the 12 inches of snow on top of the ice storm killed just about everything; and she had to start over  two years ago.   She'll cover the Camellia, the  Gardenias too when the temp drops even a little below freezing. 

Me...I'm having a blast every day with my Sisfur Admiral, Kozmo,  and all the other furriends who are here.  

Went over to most of your houses!  OH! I want to show you Pickles and Romeo yesterday!  Their Dad sent this.

Pickles and Romeo

Told you I live in a forested area.  I wasn't kidding.  Mom and I have a huge variety of wildlife coming through the trees and into the yard, walking through the yard and crossing the street to walk mind you!! down the sidewalk.

 

Meow

Want to See the Hens?

I was invited next door yesterday, and I think I spent a good hour + out there with the Silky breed hens.  They were still outside of their little home as it wasn't sunset yet.  They go home by themselves.  Never any chase or calling involved.  Their voices are so low!  It always surprises me.  The owner, the family Dad (they have a pretty little four year old daughter) told me that they got the Ladies as eggs that were near hatching.  They had the hen house ready, and brought home the eggs and hatched them in the house.  They were in the house in a child's swimming pool for a little while after hatching too and then, they got to go to their home.  I will show you what the eggs look like.  They are small.  Pretty too.  

It's quite a few pics.  Hope you don't mind.  The white ones are the ones with the feather britches!  Even their leg- into- feet skin sprouts many feathers, and they really do look as though they pulled on a pair of feather britches each day!  They are very friendly.  They let their human Dad pick them up and hold them.   They allowed ME to hold them too.  

Oh, and the mom of the two gingers got out of the hospital again last night.  So the two boys have Mom and Dad to love on them. I am not feeding them from this morning till ???

Silky breed

See the feathers growing out from her legs?

Didn't capture the iridescence.

Here's the ladies minus a few

Aren't those pretty?  Small...

Isn't it the Truth!

 

Kitties, Woofies, Mom went out and fed the boys this morning.  Both greeted her at the door again, and boy got petting side by side.  Those guys ate great this morning.  They did yesterday too.  Does a Mom good.  She hollers "Mommy's Home" each time she shows up out of habit when she did that here at home on her arrivals .  Sometimes  when she goes to feed the boys, she'll holler..."Step -Mommy's home!" seconds following that  wrong first announcement ..just to keep the record straight.  Wouldn't want them to think Mom was trying to spirit them away.  She thought the handle of the big scooper was going to break they filled the huge box so well before she got back here  this morning.  Good gosh! Heavy. 

Always right behind me doing her typing for her while she dictated. 

Little girl's PTU edge can be seen and the little pink mat Patty gave her...all the way from New Jersey!

See you at your house in-between chores here and elsewhere.  I'l letting mom go out to eat tonight at Aubreys.  Any kitty wanna go too?   
  

Tell You What, Kitties! Woofies!

Kitties!!  Tell you what!  This being an Angel thing has mom all upset, me, the only sad part is seeing how she feels.  She's gotten better at it, but she looks around and sees the house looking as though she doesn't have a little loved one.  I have rubbed against her leg as she sat reading in the light of one lamp above her a few weeks ago...you should have seen that smile Kitties!  She lowered her book to her lap with a grin, ready to pick me to snuggle before we went to bed.  But  her smile went away.  I wasn't there she thought.  I was.  

 Muscle memory still keeps her extremely careful when she makes her way in the dark through the house in the mornings  to avoid scores of toys, AND  possible  (better believe it!) land mines set up on the carpet set to  SUPRISE !!! SUPRISE!!! her as she makes her way through to the the lamps and opening mini blinds.  Hard rollie balls, pieces of cold feeling (ewww) vinyl toys, especially flatter ones.  Kernels of RC Kidney food carried thither and yon as surprises for her!  Don't get Mom started on crunchy litter pieces scattered during the night as I exit my commodious litter box!  After our breakfasts, she always swept up and shook my rug there! 

No rubber mats in the house now with my spare water bowls.  No litter pieces in our bed.  BUT she did see some of my black furs on sheets she had just changed {without my help!!} that appeared from a blankie we have...they had been stuck to the blankie.  That was a loving surprise! 💓

Anyhoo, I'll keep surprising Mom with sweet stuffs.  I might even mess up the pristine house! 

Mom is cat sitting again  for two precious boys, but maybe not for long this time.  Someone on Mom's blog replied to Mom  that she thought Mom was fostering.  That her heart couldn't handle that.  Neither could mom's probably, but I wouldn't count her out! 

Mom took this early last year when she spoke of our trackable carpet. 

Humph!

 

WHAAAT!? Of course I am on the counter! Get over it. 

This'n'That

 Kitties, Mom is freezing.  She is trying to save a dime, and it isn't worth it.  If *I* was here, none of that would happen.  She was especially conscious of my comfort.  No lower temps than I could stand.  She just put on a heavy flannel men's shirt.  I think she wrasseled  it offen some poor man somewhere!  Sounds like her! In any case she was warm.  

Here is my remodeled space on her dresser.  I'm on top of my place and the white kitty is our Guardian. 

All our other babies are buried in the yard  with full honors and funerals.  In their favorite places.  They were indoor-outdoor.  Robin was the last one to be.  From Admiral on, inside only.  

Me and Leopard 

Oh, that blue thing is a pain in the neck for me.  Mom's wrist brace (she has carpal tunnel) 

Friday for Sure!

Kitties, Woofies,

Just a little bit to say hello.  And ask if anyone else with a Google/blogspot blog such as this one is having trouble with commenting on Word Press blogs. 

I have a WP blog that'll not allow me to access.  But I am still logged in to it after all these years.  I use it to comment on WP blogs here in the CB.  Well, went to see Louie and find out what happened to him and Nemo.  When I tried to comment, ti refused my name, and my email address and told me I would have to use another of each because those (the Google ones) were attached to a WP blog.  Um...No.  If WP bloggers don't see Katie, that is why.  Just started that stuff up today. 

This mousie always kept me company in here. 

That was a new kicker I had.  DEELISHUSS! 

See you over at your place...xxoo