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The Worst Kind of Sad

 Mom and I both has a sad.  A very strong sad.  We learned that our friend Dad Pete from Timmy Tomcat has gone to Heaven;  it was such a shock.  Mom and I both are very affected.  

Dad Pete got me to take two pills on two days with his hints on how.  Brian said when Katie needs another  pill and I try, to tell her that Angel Pete said she had to take it.  Believe me!  I will.

It is still hard for us to take it all in, me and mom.  Mom got to have a call from him three days before he passed.  He called from the hospital.  

We will miss him and his family forever.  I pray his pet sitter did the right thing and found the cats someone to care for them.  I wish and hope they are on Twitter, because we Twitter Anipals will transport a cat where they need to go if someone offers them home. 

Here is a beautiful portrait that was made in Pete's honor.  I am sorry to say I lost track of who created it.  I want to say Miss Ingrid created it.  It's beautiful; and Dad Pete and his family will be in my heart forever.  

Mom (trying) Heading Me Off at the Pass

 What can I say Kitties?  I have gone to it, used it, I look at her while using it.  That makes her happy, thinking she has thwarted me from scratching the new chair...which, by the way... [see below whose it is] I have totes taken over this chair.  The recliner is hers now.  Thing is, she doesn't like being in it.  Color me unconcerned.  See what I am referring to in the next paragraph. 

Well...back to what I said in the beginning of the blog.  So, you see that now I have TWO vertical scratchers!  I used the one she just bought me every day and leave the chair alone...sometimes.  My new chair with the comfy soft thingie over it, and...this new scratcher.  Life is good.  (ain't it)? 

Yes, Indeedy!

 My mom has her hand drawn rendition of me and she.  At night, in the bed.  I call PROTEST! Surely it's not that bad. But someone else just  posted a rendering of what Mom was trying to say.  I may have to cave in!  

stolen from FB

Mom's was worse in a way, showing me as a giant cat taking the entire bed.  Now this kitty just prevents his mom from coming over in the bed for more room.  Which of us is worse, I ask!? 

"I Have Three Cats" REALLY gets down to the nitty gritty! Mom says! I cry foul! 

Donkey's Life

 Kitties!  I saw what happened.  I mean, mom saw what happened the other night.  I KNEW what happened even though I had not paid sufficient attention at the time.

I started playing late a few nights ago and I was throwing Donkey, Floppy Mousie and Fat Pink Mousie all OVER the place!  They were up in the air, sailing several feet from where I was, tossing  several of my little family.  Mom could then easily see how poor Donkey got thrown into the back of that shelf!  Poor thing.  He had to lie there all alone for quite a time before Mom happened to have seen him.  

I had a great time playing but oh my!  Donkey had to pay the price of my good time.  

He's recovered and doing well now  He gathered his strength again, and he's ready to join in the night time play again!  No one else flew as far as he did.  It's dark in that shelf.  Mom lightened it up a bit before she took the picture, so Donkey could be seen crumpled up in a tiny heap in the back corner.  

Soon it will be Thanksgiving  Mom is making a turkey breast.  A big one.  Only a few folks here.  I will get some tiny bites for certain.  Mom took these yesterday of our Fall booming Camellia.  It is starting to show the effects of quite a few freezing nights and cold days.  But it's sure pretty, she says. 

Oh, the Pain!

 (Think of "Lost in Space" and the good Doctor Smith with that phrase in the title)!! 

Anyway Kitties!  I woke a few days ago and so did Mom; and NO DONKEY!  Not anywhere!  Not under anything...It was horrible.  It was scary!  Donkey, who has been carried by me all over my Kingdom every single day since he was born...GONE!  Did Marv come back and spirit him away?  Did some beautiful girl Donkey come and tempt him away from me, his Mom?  Was he drafted into the AC?  (Animal Corp).  Mom helped me search high and low.  Under things and on things.  Even under the beds, chairs...everywhere.  Several days passed. 

Last night, mom was sitting talking on the phone and Lo!  What did she see but Donkey slouching uncomfortably on the shelf, where tv stuffs are,  and he was just in a heap in the corner!  There was a weak bray when he saw her looking at hm finally.

Mom got up and went straight over, got him and handed him  to me!  

All we can say is thank GOODESS! 

A Special Time and Day

 Kitties!  It's Veteran's Day.  IT means  an enormous lot to me.  The Veterans in our Country, England and Canada are truly heroes of the first order.  I never fail to think of them that way.  I have the utmost respect for them no matter which Country nor what time they served.

A Little of This...a Little of That

 Kitties, it's a beautiful day again...one of three in a row.  If I would just look out, Mom said I would see Tit Mouse birdies on the Bird Channel.  It's a "Special"..only for today.  Maybe.  But for some reason I am in my PTU (I like it in there) instead.  

Mom can't wash her fur the way I do mine, so she's been in there washing, rinsing, dousing stuffs on it...whooshing it dry...spinning it into rolls...and she has the flat iron out.  OH NO!  Hope she doesn't want to help with my tail. 

Mom saw the hoarders are out again and took what remained of the scarce cat food supply in most of the stores.  They've been at work in the big box stores too...taking anything not nailed down.  Stores are slow if at all, limiting quantity. It's like living in another Country she said.  I hope I get my foods or I'll be eating oatmeal with her.

Mom said she'll get cracking ironing her hair and all that here in half an hour or so.  Good.  Maybe she'll go out after  that and cheer up!  

See ya on the other side.  

Trying to Hint to Mom

 Here I am...lying beside mom's Lambie slippers.  She has all kitties except this pair of lambs.  I was declaring at 1030 last night it was time to head on in.  She's been so tired, she took the first hint and we went on in to bed  Brother is here for a few days more...so after getting mom settled I came back out.  Then, I returned and caved mom's chest in.  

Tale of Two Chairs

 BOTH belong to me.  Now she's on the couch.  

The Tale of the Squirrel and the Seed Block:

Closely cropped.  His arms are holding the seed block.  His feet are holding the hummer feeder holder.  He is stretched out about a mile! 

A Little Something

 Kitties, we are taking a break here for a few days.  Mom said she'll check in daily for me in case I need to know anything.  Keep us in mind.  We will be remembering you all.  pee ess:  Mommy's OK.

Donkey! The Quest Remains

 Kitties!  Look what I found when I came into the living room this morning!  

He's allowed to transport of course, but the thing is, I know he hasn't been invited anywhere recently.  At least he hasn't said.  Is there a girl friend somewhere?  Where did he go?  Why in the middle of the night?  Did he leave us a note?  We haven't found one!  

Oh- and while pondering this unanswered question...here is a P.O.P. for you.  Pile o' Paws. Just freshly made.