Katie ran out onto the tarmac where she could hear that Dai$y's jet had already started and was waiting. Katie thought to herself "I can't possibly be late! I hurried out here to the airport well ahead of our planned time."
Katie drew up breathing a little harder to just below the jet's doorway waiting for the door to open and the jet's stairway to come down to her.
She took a few moments to go over how she looked before she saw Dai$y. Katie's coat was gleaming like silk and satin...glowing with the brushies and combings from her Mom. Both Katie Isabella and her mom always made sure Katie was well tended before they met for their trips. She looked in her tiny mirror and saw her face so happy and full of anticipation. Her whiskers gleamed like silken threads just the way Dai$y's always do. As she stood waiting for the jet's door to open and the steps lowered, she glanced down to see if the little red high heels that she bought the last time they went to France were shining and they were.
Unexpectedly the jet moved slowly forward. Katie hurried alongside, calling up to her friend Dai$y. A large white envelope fluttered down from the Captain's window and then, the window was shut tightly again. The jet moved a little faster and then faster still until Katie was left standing on the tarmac gazing at the jet plane leaving with Dai$y in it.
Katie Isabella stood there, her eyes filling with tears at being left standing alone by her dearest friend. She sank to the tarmac, folded her paws, and watched the jet completely disappear into the highest part of the sky. She rose and went to see what was in the envelope. It was thin, still open, and only a slip of paper inside. It was from Dai$y who told Katie Isabella that St. Francis had come to call that day, all unexpected, and that he said that he would take her Home in her own jet plane, just for her as he was fond of her. The paper went on to state that Dai$y had told St. Francis that she and Katie were going shopping, you see. Could she not wait to go Home another day? St. Francis was petting Dai$y on his lap the entire time. She was relaxed and even dozed a little in comfort and love as they flew. At that request by Dai$y, St. Francis leaned forward and kissed her head and said, "Sweet dear one...we ARE Home. Look outside."
Looking out the window Dai$y saw there was the most beautiful bright perfect meadow with little flowers scattered all over it...and her friends and all her relatives who had gone on before were waiting for her, crowding around the door as St. Francis opened it and escorted Dai$y out. Picking her up and kissing her dear face, he let her down with her friends and family and as he did so, he whispered to her that Katie Isabella would understand and still love her until they met again by and by.
Kitties! Sometimes things don't go the way you hope. So I told Mom I would warm this spot up for her and me. Here goes! *shouts* "Mom..come on under!"
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Mom here: Sheesh. I got up this morning, well, we both did and after alighting to the floor (that is ONE high up bed!!!) A hang fire is a dingleberry. She dropped two off her fluffy tail.
Anyway, got down, she did too...I went from room to room opening blinds, turning on lights where I'd be. (Still dim out at 0615.) Headed down the hallway, and opened up the vertical (caught it this time Dr Bellen!) blinds in the living room. Reversed course and went back down the hall to the computer room and turned on the air purifier. (told you that for a reason.) Headed to the kitchen got the Prime Minister's breakfast courses ready and put down on her placemat. Then my two eggs and coffee. Then, back down the hallway.
She ate in the kitchen, I ate in here reading the mail. Time to get up, get dressed, and be ready to be picked up to go get Micah, our vehicle. He's in the hospital still.
Got up, and trod still barefooted, down the hallway to my room. Got dressed. Had to go through the hallway again to get to the kitchen. What I didn't know was, that I continually stepped barefooted on a hangfire (dingleberry) that Katie laid there for me in the night. I didn't know that. It was as small as a marble. Two of them. When I got back into the kitchen after doing my hair and something for my face, I sat at the kitchen stool and reached for my socks (living by the door with my shoes.) I crossed one hind leg over the other and lo! What did I see? Well, I saw that I had trod barefooted through the minefield of 2 hangfires enough to squish it/them all over my bare heel and it had dried to a tough finish too! That was hard to wash off!
I guess Katie missed her introoder targets last night because of the hang fires she experienced. SIGH.
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Kitties! Mom has really been going through it with me these past three weeks. I keep asking to eat, I lay by my dish, Mom has bought and served everything made, and I refuse all of it. I am hungry and won't eat but a mouthful, wet or dry.
Until the other day, Mom bought a 5 oz. Friskies. Chunky Chicken with a LOT of extra gravy. She put it down expecting the usual, but I fell to it. I scarfed it up and licked the bowl clean! Mom waited 20-30 minutes and put another spoonful down. I heard that and hurried in and ate it down quickly. Mom was afraid of regurgitation. In an hour, Mom put in another heaping teaspoonful. I hurried over and ate it to the ceramic. One last blast at 2100 and I ate that too!
This morning, she knew it was no use as it hadn't been in close to a month, but she served some from the Friskies can. I ATE it to the ceramic of the bowl. Mom gave me another serving knowing for sure this time I wouldn't eat it...licked the bowl clean and no horking! She took Micah to his hospital to have his fender fixed and when she got delivered home (Micah has to stay overnight) she fed me again. Again, clean bowl. She's waiting to give me supper at the usual time.
Mom here: At least I know now she's not hurting, teeth OK. She just hated everything I opened and wasted can upon can of food---- all her old faves and new ones too, and I had to throw it all away. Additions, no additions, warmed, cold, The answer was no. However long this lasts at least she'll get nourishment for now. Biggafy the cartoon. Even the parrot is muscular!
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Kitties! Woofies! Look at all the years Admiral and I have been here as members of the CB. It is a family. Dogs, Cats, Horses, Turtles, Bunnies, We are all together and we always show as what we are. Loving beings. We never say anything to hurt, we don't hiss, growl, bark harshly, show our claws, not ever. And we always speak lovingly and help when that is asked for.
Mom and another Mom were talking on the phone the other day... the mom of kitties. I listened and I agreed with them.
Mom said since she has been able to actually meet several bloggers here in our home that the experiences have always been like a burst of sunshine in our home and lives. She said that all the moms and Dads who help us little ones out by typing our blogs as we dictate them are not only speaking for us...they are showing their own human love, care, tenderness, and goodness with every single word in the blog they type for us. They are our voices, and that voice is loving and gentle.
We shine because our parents' deep abiding love for us allows us to shine. I will explain.
When mom and I have had to opportunity to meet other CB Pet Parents here in our home, when other parents asked if they could come by there was no question but that the answer would be "yes." When they got here, it was like meeting old friends, or even family. There is no strangeness right from the opening of the door We already know one another through the blogs on the CB. When we little ones come out to greet them, I swear there is no strangeness with us either. The parents are always glad to see us and love on us because they know us ...and we always seem to know them too.
Now for what Mom said to the other mom Sunday She said that the sweetness, kindness, and goodness that Mom always sees in blogs and when they visit us shows her that being the voices of us little ones shows her that there are no strangers in this international family of the CB. But more importantly, it shows her the innate goodness of each parent every time they help us to blog. That love and goodness we pets see with each blog reading shines like the sun...right through the written page. They could not have spoken so well for their baby if that well of sweetness and kindness was not residing in them.
Here's me this morning. I do tend to be in the same places, don't I? But before this, I scored some of Mom's white albacore Bumble *** tuna, packed in water. Oh, Mercy Me! GOOD!
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| Mid morning sunpuddle. See me? |
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| Closer up... |
I say Kitties! Ann has provided me with a Campaign picture. Now no bedroom kitty eyes are reaching out to lure you in. Strictly all professional.
You have already seen the Cabinet members I chose, and the Soopreem Court Judges I have chosen. Nothing else needs to be done... because I don't need a VP. I can do it all myself. I am Lady Cat...hear me Hiss! I have claws..I know how to use them.
Remember this face on voting day. I pledge I will make everything right for cats, dogs and our parents.
Kitties! I woke up feeling like a glamour girl this morning. I was thinking of using this photo for my Presidential campaign but it may be a bit intimate for that. So, I will just post it here in case Teddy wants to look at it.
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| I hope I am Presidential material 💘 |
I have gathered up my picks for my Soupreem Court. They'll all do as I say, of course.
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| Working on my Acceptance Speech |
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| Me as I will look in the Oval Office |
Kitties! I think I will be running for public office! This will be my campaign photo and how I will look meowifying at my podium.
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Here below will be my intended cabinet. I recruited them during the summer.
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| These able candidates were seen and interviewed on my brother's walkie. |
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| (Mom loves this one) |
What fun these four had! What threats were hurled...what meows were called! Rupert missed being in with this bunch in this picture...he and his mom may have stopped blogging by then. Remember? Soitty called his rival Rupert, Ru Paul. Spitty, Rupert, Boomie, and certainly Austin and Katie were Cats About Town and in every Pub in the UK...(via Tunnel of course). Mom laughed till she had tears sometimes with the things these four said to one another! I think the next line--- is "Those were the days."
Kitties! The thing with getting older is...things start happening. Kitties and woofies are not exempted from this process.
I have my senior exam (don't tell the mancats I am a s-e-n-i-o-r) on April 5th and I have to be brought in at 7, dropped off so that I can have the gabapentin given to me...two hours later, another dose..so it will be quite awhile until the exam. I will not allow myself to be pilled at home by mom. I love her to the ends of the earth but no pilling. I was tricked once with the capsule emptied into a generous helping of tuna juice. Loved it. BUT--- I have a good memory and I remember how I felt. She has never been able to trick me since. no matter how she tried to disguise it.
It seems I have lost more weight that Mom knew. She said she already knew that in last senior exam...(not that I am a senior!) that I was borderline with KD and Hyper T. Not over the line, but up to it just about. I have too many deposits in my box so the time is here. We will find out which in April and think about what to do then. But someone sure pulled the shade down on Mom's personal sun. She's sad. Me...I sorta don't know about it yet. I eat, the jingle ball was hitting the baseboards the night before last at 0430...I have raced around after using the box...I bring my babies in at night...get plenty of lovins and give those back too.
We'll see.
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***Everykitty, that picture of the cat in a little cabinet in my last blog just before this one sitting amongst the towels is supposed to be funny. It must not have been on accounta no one laughed. But I didn't take the picture (I did laugh when I saw it though ) It is just swiped from the interwebs. ***
Meanwhile, this one too made me smile, and I wish so much these signs were everywhere. No way would I disobey them!!! Have a look! It must be somewhere! But no idea where.
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Just looked it up. Russia.
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