We Has a Sads

Kitties and Woofies,  we just can't get there from here.  Meaning that no matter how we tweak, it isn't working.

Mom logged out of her storage type WP...she rarely posts in it.  She logged me out of mine here too and tried to follow the edits that WP keeps saying.  Nothing works.

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I WAS too logged in.  Then I logged out and re-logged in.  Same message.  So Kitties and woofies, we haven't forgotten you.  Bad WP just won't let us. 

Comcast Problems and Now Word Press Problems

Kitties, I can't post a comment to any Word Press blog unless something changes.  It keeps saying I am trying to make a comment as a google user, which is true and has never been an issue...till now.  It keeps saying my password is wrong for Google...No matter how often we re-log into my account, the Google one, WP keeps saying I am not who I am.   But things go well on all the Google kitty blogs.  Go figure.  I honestly don't think it's a hack.  I think it's a WP problem.  So please forgive me for not commenting on the WP bloggies just now. 

Also, because of appointments this entire week, I cannot call Comcast to help with the connection problem as mommy won't be here much.  I hope it will be fine next week.

Mommy had the steamer folks in.  I hated it.  It's wet!

Sunday Selfie

Mom said to tell you that Comcast has been terrible these 4 days and that we have almost no connectivity unless today breaks that streak.  XXXOOO  That's why we haven't posted or been anywhere much.


Now.  LOOK at what Mom did again!!!  First, my selfie...so you can see how it affected me.  LOOK at what her perfidy did to me! Just LOOK!  The pain...the agony...how can she do it yet again!?!

I feel fainty....everthing's fading....

THIS is what I have to deal with Kitties...

Leo, Roxy and Daisy! 

Me? Diva?

Kitties.  You be the judge.

There I was, mono railing it on the tub edge.  I was watching mom get ready for the day, right?  Right.

We live in an old house and the bathroom is ultra small.  Just the little sink vanity, potty and tub.  Well, mom lays her disguise materials out on the vanity edge before she puts them on her face.  They must be impawtent cause she carefully puts them away when she is finished her dabbing and applying and all that stuff.

Well, she was dabbing, smearing and in general, putting stuffs on her face, poor woman.  Now Kitties, I simply rose and made to get onto the edge of the vanity so as to have a drink from the faucet.  But because all her stuffs were out including brushies and whatever for her task of disguising her face...she saw me poised to walk through it to get into the sink bowl. Yes, the stuffs woulda gone into the wet sink but there would still be room for me.  Can you believe it Kitties?  She said "no" to me.  I will admit she was barely audible--- but the take away here is:  she said "no".  She actually said "no".   No, I tell you.  To me.

I squealed  (mom here..she sure did squeal)   a high pitched- but low volume squeal.  Twice, as she said "no" again!

Here is where I ask you to be the judge.  She told several friends that she had always thought I was a 14 pound bag of sugar without a grain of salt in me.  She says now with that yucky sounding squeal (her words)  I said to her, that I had a whole shaker of salt in me. She said that was not nice and that I was a spoiled brat.  Think she's mean.

You be the judge.
 

Selfie Sunday

Mom!  I told you and told you and told you till I'm black and white in the face!  I refuse to take a selfie.  Wait...is that a timer???  Did you trick me!?  How dare you Mommy! I said no!

Oh Look What *I* Have Now

Kitties, it came in the mail last week.  I couldn't be happier.

Mom and I went through and looked at all my furriends! She has made squiggly marks in it with that stick she uses to make squiggly marks with, and said that now she is all set.  Whatever that means.

She forgot to buy one for fave brovver this time!  That will just make him anticipate for next Christmas!  Heeeee.  Meanwhile he can look at mom's and mine.  (he reads the blogs...yours too).

Mom is getting ready this soon for Thanksgiving.  Her's making a chess pie and some brownies for the favorite brovvers who will all be here, instead of what she usually makes.  Her may make another crustless punkin pie too. That'll be more for her.  She doesn't want the crust calories.

I'll be around to see ya. 💗  First mom has to get bundled up and head into the cold for her walkie.

I Am Cat! See Me Run!

Kitties, evidence of what I do when Mom has gone from the house.  The minute she leaves, I run like the wind through the house and change all my toys from one place to another.

See my feets and claws marks?  I can REALLY run HARD.  I protect us; and NO kitty or introoder gets past ME!

Skidding around the corner into the bedroom

stopping sharply to inspect for introoders

ON my way to further adventures

Sunday Selfie Sorta

Here I am, resting on Mommy's lap last night.  I'm comforting her because the update provided for her tracker that starts with the letter F, froze her device and now it will never work.  All the kings horses and all the kings men can't make the tracker work again though they offered fixes that won't work  of course when the tracker has no working ability.  Can't make something that's powerless work.  So she's sad about wasted money and that she won't be able to continue her workout comparisons with others in the family or friends who also have the same brand of tracker. Manufacturer  won't do anything about it though it is their firmware that caused it.  They just offered a few (25) green papers toward another.  THAT ain't gonna happen she said.

So here I am, doing my comforting as required by Cat Duties:  First Class.


  Mom is pouting.

Last night

Veteran's Day.... We Honor it With Our Hearts

Kitties, Woofies, Parents:  Mom and I honor all Vets from any era completely.  We honor them and love them for all they are now and have been while defending us each and all from the forces that would hurt and destroy.

Thank you each and every one of you, from our heart.

Land of the Free
Home of the Brave

Ha! Mom!

Well Kitties, she met a woofie this morning at she couldn't charm.  Nosiree! Ask me if I feel badly for her?

She was up at the park, all cold and of course showers...and a yappy woofie, a gorgeous silver Schnauzer came round from the opposite direction and yelled at mom.  He yelled, strained at his leash and yelled some more  Mom passed on by and they met again and again with each go around as they were still going in opposite directions.  Mom stuck her tongue out at the woofie which made her mom laugh.  MY mom then asked if that was a girl or a boy, and the other mom said "a girl" and introduced her as Allie.  She said Allie was 13 years old and I know mom said she agreed with others who thought Allie was a lot younger.  Mom thought about 5 or 6.

Mom was told Allie was very nervous and very active and had LOTS to say.  Mom didn't get to cheat on me by petting, and I say HA HA!

No picture of Allie.  Weather was bad, and they both, Mom and Allie's Mom wanted to keep walking really so they wouldn't disappoint their Fitbits.

Tongue out!

Tongue in.  I'm watching you!

New Skill

Kitties!  I have learned a new skill.  How to slay lamp wires that want to hurt we kitties if we bite them.  The solution is to get them first.  I went to #lampwireslayer school for 4-5 weeks!  You wouldn't believe the treasure of information we student kitties and some woofies got.  We are all graduates with highly honed academic and practical skills now on slaying those dreadful beings.  Can't see without lights you meow?  Not our problem.  The parents will work it out.  We won't slay the good wires though.  Only lamps.

See, Kitties?  I so proud!

I worked hard for this honor.

Abundance!

Kitties, I brought mom FIVE babies.  That's a first.  I only announced three. Mom may how been too asleep to notice the other announcements.  My Shrimpie has made the rotation now.  I really like him.  Donkey of course.  He's usually the first in.  Floppy Mousie and Fat mousie and Turtle too.  I have never given mommy five in one night.  She was thrilled I know.

She said to tell you kitties and woofies who wished her well that he little pains are all gone.  Of course, it was the purrs and #paw circle and my purring and  care of her that was responsible and we are both grateful for you.

Drawing by Thomas Claussen

Gave Her a Break

Kitties, I let mommy sleep without me pressing down on her head and neck.  I volunteered to sleep right next to her face where she can feel my furs and warmth but not my 14 pounds of fabulous Katieness.  She did much better.  She said she has a little tiny bit of muscle strain from that collision. Her neck and shoulders and a bit of her back are just a bit hurting.  Nothing to make an issue about she said, but now I know I was hurting her by pressing her head down with my full weight and pushed her neck over and a touch out of alignment these last days, so I moved over a bit.   You know of course she would never in elebenty million years ever make me sleep outside. I was kidding that day.  She would have heart attack if I had one soft paw outside that door.

Mommy loves me to press my face next to hers when we sleep.  That's always good.  No weight.

Stopping by to see you all...

xoxo