Getting Cold.

 I need mom's chest and belly in order to sleep.  It's cold out there, even if it isn't inside.   I lost a little weight but 14 pounds of me on her chest or belly is more than she can stand very long when she's trying to sleep.  Last night I gave her a break and came to bed late...and at her side.  She was feeling badly all day and I knew that.  So she slept well and comfortably for once. 

Fell Over onto Mom

 I have been climbing up and falling sideways onto mom the last months.  There is no room except lap room and I want to be besdide her, not on her lap on this chair.  I lay in her lap in MY chair instead.

Other favorote brovver caught an Ussie of us yesterday.  Duddun look comfies fur me, does it?  But I do this every time.  Mom bought this chair because it had a small seat area and was rather a small chair.  But I have decided it's mine as well.  Oh, and she said scuze the wrinkles in the sleeve.  Hers, not mine. 

Just a Few Words and a Few Extra Pictures Just Added of the Family.

 I, my family as well, want to thank each one of you loving friends here on the CB and loved Pals--- Anipals on Twitter--- who wrote me, called me and sent cards. 

I want you to know that I treasure each one of you, as well as each expression of sympathy and love that you sent us.  Each and every one of them.  In person, email, postal service mail, and flowers.   They are saved, loved and will always be here for me to see and remember the CB and Twitter  family who sent them.  You mean an awful lot to me and you always have.

If I have not gotten to each of you through comments on your blogs, I will.  But you know that. And that I think highly of all of you.  Always have, and I always will. 

Avast me Hearties...

Ahoy, mateys! It's Talk Like a Pirate Day.... and I will set sail on the high seas at the kraken of dawn in search of adventure. Us pirates are obsessed with the sea; we've even been called aqua-holics. I have to admit the high seas are where me heart-y be. Aye-ll be giving ye fair warning: watch out for pirate ships... they're assailing vessels. Come sail away with me -- it'll be an oar inspiring time! 

ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH!

So Hard to Bear

Homeward Bound

Mommy and I are very sad to tell you that my favorite brovver has gone to heaven. It has been a privilege to be with him and comfort him these last few months. It’s a very difficult time for us all now, but I am glad that my warm, loving purrs can help to heal our broken hearts. Thank you, kitties of the CB, for your love, kindness and support. Your caring is truly needed and appreciated.

You don't know it, but in two minutes I'm throwing this cake at you! 

Just for a few...

 Guys, I'll still  be reading all of your bloggies; but I won't be responding a lot even so for just a lttle while...a few days perhaps.  

I am reading them however...they are a day brightener to me...grateful they are there. As the Terminator said...I'll be back!  Maybe just a few days.  I'll be checking all of you every day.  XOXO 💖

LOOK who Katie brought in the Brovver's room!  A  T-total first!

Labor Day (now passed)

 This is the way to celebrate the Labor Day that just passed.  

I call this portrait "Requiem for a Monocle".    My monocle fell out---well the top half.  (My whisker curls up for the bottom half) and I am re-training another that has started its appearance again, thank goodness.  Scrumptious mustache is an extra attraction.

All in a Day's Work

 

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