Three weeks

Angel Katie sends real love and kissies for your loving cards and letters and emails.  




Katie's sisfur's MIL sent these flowers for Katie, as seen above. 

 Angel Katie-- who misses every single one of you.  

 Kitties, Woofies!! 💓

I wanted to share these with you.  I am grateful beyond the telling for each card that came to me and Angel Katie.  There were several letters as well, but I wanted to share these and tell you how wrenchingly precious they are to me.  They will always be in their own drawer in the Oaken Library Card Catalogue I have in my room.  All of the things I could never part with from both girls are in there.  I wish when I go myself that those things could come with me.  A fang, a BUNCH of whiskers from both girls, their most precious-to-them toys...anything that was dear to them personally was dear to me as well.  So it's saved as will be Katie's cards.   Admiral's are already in a special drawer.  Both girls' hand- made small blankies are folded with love and they too, are in the chest.  The girls went to Heaven in them.  I brought them home to save forever. 

I still say good morning and I say good night each day.  I say I'm home when I come in the kitchen door.  I tell them I miss them.  Lately I have heard nor seen anything that might be from them.  But those two audible meows last week were rivetingly attention getting in the middle of the night.  

Momma here closing this particular bloggie and I will see you tomorrow.  I need to, because I wonder if I can get past this. You all are friends and family. 

That Was Mom's Date. Not Mine....

 Oh Gosh, that was MOM'S date she was waiting for..not mine!  I'm not that kinda LadyCat! Thought you could tell by the toenails.  

Mom was going to show you the other day what I did a few days before I flew away.  Made her happy when she came into my room here on her usual circuit through all the rooms opening mini blinds and so on.  This greeted her.  She even thanked me for it for pete sake! 

She usually goes and turn over the spare room's trash too.  Why stop at one? 

Leopard stays here night and day. 

Right there on my pillow, not hers...as usual. 

Ain't it the truth???  

If I am Lucky!

Kitties!  Woofies!! 

If I am lucky, this handsome gentleman will ring the bell and I will open the door and find this study in love out there waiting, just for me.  Tell me who would not be enchanted?  He is a dream come true.

Granny said something today on a comment for the last blog that BOTH girls meowed at me two nights ago.  I thought if anyone did, it was Katie.  I however agree with Granny .  Both are loved and knew it...so both spoke to let me know I was still loved despite not having either in the bed with me. 

My car at the body shop is ready today at 3:30.  I managed to round someone up to take me there to pick it up.   That is a full day earlier than I was told.  Can't beat that with a stick.

I'm comfy, asleep and in charge.

Who Woulda Thought?

 Kitties!  Woofies!  This is both of us here.  Angel Katie and Mom.

Guess what?  Mom has already told several dear friends already this morning that last night as she was sleeping..she was awakened by a semi loud "meow".  She didn't just open her eyes, she was jolted awake so to speak, (with the resultant faster- for- a- few- seconds, heartbeat.) Then another meow, total of two...slightly less loud.  Normal "conversational" tone by cats.  Not a screech.  The first was meowed with an upward seeming tilt at the end, and the second one following right behind the first, was as if there was a period at the end.  So, like a question and then,  a reply. 

I lay there galvanized for a few minutes wondering how and why and what.  I fell asleep while wondering it seems.  

I will swear I heard the two meows differing in tonal quality.  It jolted me awake.  And I was. Awake I mean. 

To those who want to know, I am doing alright for all that has happened.  The pain of it will come in  waves several times in the day.  It is a fact of life that a beloved pets passing is unspeakably hard to deal with.  

 Happy Sunday everyone.  And heartfelt thank you's for each and every single message or comment  or letter with your heartfelt offering of love and care. 

Hit It On the Nail Head

 Kitties, Mom and I saw something on Face Book.  We made a screen shot of it to share here.  Mom said she has never seen the reason for the deep sadness when explained in such a way as this one I am posting.  

Mom has family, kids, friends, all of that but:  The cartoon, if we want to call it that, explains why singletons as she has been for a while, might suffer pet family loss on a different level.  

Love and headbonks...side rubs too, more headbonks and purrs to you all.  That's from me.  Mom just said she would keep her dignity and spare you  those from her---and keep them from me from me~  

Good Meowning

 Kitties and Woofies, not a lot going on today but here I am!  Here we are, me and Mom.

Night before last,  about half an hour before bedtime-- and Mom was reading a new book.  Silent in the living room, which was lit by one lamp.  So...reading along, she felt the quick brush of fur against the front of her calf.  A common thing each day.  She lowered the book to acknowledge who her mind thought was me.  That was something that I did as I came from down the hall and up to mom ready to be picked up...or invited to climb up the recliner foot platform.  But I wasn't there to be seen.  It was so real she said next day to a friend.  The feeling of fur going by as usual was so genuine seeming.  It was shocking to her that I wasn't there to be picked up, hugged to her chest, smooched all over and talked to.  

But it wasn't saddening.  That it wasn't, surprised her.  Me...I am alright...there are many furriends I have seen and  that I play with as well as my sisfur in the fur, Admiral.  Mom will still say "Good Morning" when she sits up...and still say "Mom is home" when she comes back home.  And "I love you" sometimes.

Today is selfie day.  I will use pictures I can find in Mom's albums.  

Home Again. All of you are balm to mom's heart.

Kitties, this is meant to be a good post, not one of sorrow.  Katie came home this early afternoon.  She has taken up a place next to her sisfur, Admiral.   

She was a beautiful girl, so she chose a beautiful resting place.  I wish I could have found one like that for my Admiral.

Oh!  Admiral said to tell you that her actual name back when she was 3 months old and Mom found her in a parking lot,  became Lady Bianca.  The kids couldn't stand that...so they re-named her Hester.   MSNLive Spaces friends in her blogging there re-named her Admiral and she came to the CB with that name. Her urn will say if you look, Hester.   But she has been Admiral for so many years, I automatically call her that.  This was for those who may see her urn and wonder at the name.  

My little girl is home now.  She is where she belongs.  And she is in the bedroom that the now, three of us, have shared for a long time.  I take great comfort knowing they are home.  And the love they had the entire time they were with me is still the same.  Strong and true.  

Here she is...welcomed home with Mom again.  Thank Goodness.  

Having a sunbath in her favorite window you have seen her in so often

With her sisfur Admiral

One for each baby.

Kitties!

Kitties!  Look what appeared from the Bridge only today!!!  Three of the best friends ever was!!!  Having tea at the Bridge!   

Those feminine girls!  Goodness knows they are probably still gossiping about their mancats as well as who did what right there at the Bridge.  You might remember how all three were in their homes and the CB back when Admiral was still here and hootin' and hollerin'.  

The vision of them was sent to me, Angel Katie, this very meowning by Nelly Belly's Momma, Barb K. at Cats-astrophicEvents!  Soon as I get to Admiral's place there a few house over,  I will show her this!!  Oh, the memories she will have to tell me about.  Have to get Spitty and Austin in on this! 

Nelly Belly, me and Admiral.  High Tea! 

The Reality of Everything

 Dear dear furriends and Parents,

Thank you from my heart for everything you have written.  Your words are truly a comfort in a terrible time.  Know that I will read and re-read. Many times. 

I will bare my heart again, as I always seem to do when it comes to Katie, and tell you I have not felt so alone before.  And I will tell you that last evening when I sat in my preternaturally clean sparse seeming living room reading, Just above the book I could have sworn I saw Katie walking as always, across the room in front of the dining table on her way to the kitchen for some dry crunchies and a drink.  And a little later as I prepared for bed in a bedroom that was only utilitarian and had no love in it...I got in without anyone waiting at the "passenger side" trying to get on my chest before I was even FLAT on the bed for pete sakes! I turned out the light and laid there but after a few minutes I swear to you I felt the little trembling at the foot of the bed when she got onto it in the night from the chest at the foot of the bed.  Up her steps, and then, onto the chest , then onto me.  I felt the wee movement in the bed there and after about a quarter of a minute I thought I felt settling at my feet.  I turned on the light and raised my head!  I knew it wasn't her, but it was so real I had to look.  Unfortunately I looked into Leopard's face!! I forgot he was on my chest!  Startled me not too pleasantly for a split second! 

Please see the beautiful memorials that Ann, and Ingrid on Meezers Mews and Terrieristicals Woofs sent me so lovingly.  I will save them always. 

For now, the house has never been this quiet since it was bought.  I have never been so alone.  Admiral wrote about this last night...she was joyous that Katie came to see her.  As the Mom, I wrote about this in my own blog Ramblingon.  This tearingly hard event has overtaken everything else right now.  Katie will let me know what to do.  But here I am, writing.  :-) 

Love you all.  Thank you so very much.  

See Donkey!!  There he is!!!

A loving gift from Ann as well. Both will always be saved and displayed. . 

Kathryn Isabella on August 8, 2026

 

Kathryn Isabella 

Deeply Deeply Beloved Forever and Ever

2008-2026

An extreme sudden devastating change this morning.  Dr. was unable to help the pain.  Several trips back to back.  I can't bear it without her.  

Katie might tell me what to do from now on.  I will listen for her.  

Card is from Kit Harland and Kat

Wowzers!

Taken Nov. 2019

 Kitties! Woofies! All Parents who have read this bloggie.   Last night just before sunset (8:38 here) I came barreling into the living room FULL TILT! JUMPED to the window in the living room you all have seen me at hundreds of times...and flew back OFF the couch back and window at full elephant herd speed to the spare room otherwise known as Bruce's room, and then full speed BACK again to the living room, just to head all the way back to Bruce's room again.  I was still walking semi-wonky all day of course and then, THIS!  I bought a piece of my set of sushi  pieces Mom bought me 8 years ago (shrimp for inquiring minds) into the bedroom.  I didn't sleep on mom's neck this time though.  But she felt me at her feet once.  

Kittie, Woofies,  Prayers work.  I am proof.  Now, that may or may not have been temporary, but we are going to gamble on not temporary.  Mom won't take away the bunch of things blocking me from jumping onto her desk top in the kitchen. Not for another 5 weeks.  Looks bad but doing me a power of good!  She WILL keep the main counter which is higher, blocked if she can...regardless of how bad that looks.  Food Serviss Gurl advised it, and we think her word is as good as gold.  Besides, Mackerull warranted her word. Good enough for us.  And as I meowed...Prayer IS heard and it helped me so MUCH! Thanks to each of you with all my sweet heart. 💗

Now...Mom said after my brushies she is headed out for lots of errands as the handyman has been here for 2 days already--- and again today ---but in the afternoon.  So  she's gotta get my fuds to refuse, and some for her too.  

I and mom too don't know what the morrow brings for me and for her, but we are sure smiling today.  XXX

Nov. 2019 

Another Day, Another Kibble

 Kitties, someone suggested manipulation by the Dr. to slide my disc into place,  as Hall & Oates said "I Can't Go For That...oh no....no can do"  Dangerous, unless done by experts..specialist's, and hard on the wee patient. 

Yesterday I scared Mom pretty badly.  She was positive she would have to call for an emergency work in but from afternoon on and today too, so far, I am happier.  Still UTB a lot tho. Late afternoon I had three dishes of food where I swore all day until then that I would rather be furless than eat!  AND I slept a lot  on and with Mom. WHEW!  (she said!)

This morning- a decent breakfast... still went UTB, but my mood is better.  First real purring in several days.  Still walking wonky- but not as bad as the first day.

Repair guy coming this morning.  Mom had to cancel going to the mechanics to get the car appraised for repair.  Mom and I just want this OVER with. Been going on forever! 

Here's what is going into the small foyer.  It sort of matches the door in color.  He will be doing that today or tomorrow.

Gotta get ready.  I'll be asking for more treats.  Got a bunch already! 

Mom LOVED this.  It can HAPPEN!