Toosdee

Happy Toosdee Kitties! 

Mom got to sleep till 7:30 this morning.  Sure was nice.  Last two weeks she has been very sleepy by 1PM barely able to make it to bedtime.  But today.. she is awake!  

She waited on the boys this morning.  And she'll go again in close to two hours to give them supper for the evening.  She wants to make Chicken Marsala.  I think she's better look at the recipe and see what she can do first.  Get everything out!  Of she doesn't have RICE!  Never mind.  C***!!!  She'd better stop and get some on the way back home.  

Mom got her flu shot yesterday while she was there for results of her lab tests.  May as well kill two birdies with one stone and then, give the birdies to Romeo and Pickles. 

Me and Leopard

My job is warming up Brovver's beddie.

Ms. Stella O'Hooligan! 

Here is me and Ms Stella:

Hen Sitting is Ending

 Kitties!  Woofies!! I am officially finished my chicken wrangling.  Wanna see them?

 Several of the girls are small, and have floof on their head tops instead of the usual shining feathers; and some have legs and feet like that remind you of kitties with their feathers fanning out all the way down and covering their toes.  They have flowers at the front door of their home  They have a swing inside that I have seen them use.  They have several playtoys available.  

Their Mom and Dad and child will be home from now till probably 2 pm.

Pickles and Romeo are used to Mom now and greeted her at the door!  They hung out an hour and a half with her.  They got scritchies and brushes too. They ate well...first time mom has seen that happen in person!  Romeo needs his arthritis shot in October.  Mom mentioned that they needed their ears washed out as both have itchy ears. 

This is a Blog Hop. 

You Will NEVER Guess! And an Addendum Just Added

Kitties!  Guess what happened?  Mom came back from a long time with Pickles and Romeo yesterday.  

Pickles

She pulled in her driveway and heard her name being called several times.  She looked around and it was the neighbor next door.  He and his wife raised small chickens from babies.  Chickens are small but grown now.  He asked what Mom was doing on the weekend and mom said Brovver coming home, birfday stuff, so on ,but he asked if she would let the chickens out for 4 days and each night for 4 consecutive nights go over, shut their coop doors... and in other words, put them up for the night.  & Change their water.  Sunday they, he and wife and daughter return from a camping trip.  Really bad timing for me, I really didn't want to,  but I said OK.  A man friend he works with couldn't.  So, I have to wrangle two cats two times a day and now I am a chicken wrangler.   I'm not charging for anything from either household.  

Here they are eating in bed .  I'll do anything to get them to eat. 

Had to take the car by and see about 4 new tires,  These are 6 yrs, old.  Dry rot started. $$$$$ with the extra stuffs being done..tie rods, whatever that is, (inspection) alignment, several other things...they gave me a courtesy car.  They'll order and get it done in the morning.  

I'm off to breach the plain and wrassle the boys now.  Byy.  

PEE ESS!  Mommy did NOT know about the wonderful Birthday surprise she had waiting.  Including a Birthday video with Hall & Oates! I had to listen to her singing that stuff and stomping all over MY bedroom!  Thank you so much to every dear furred friend and their Mom's and Dad's who visited Cecilia and was dear to wish my mom a happy Birthday.  XXXOOOXXX

 

A Blep, If You Please...

 Kitties!  Mom's on a tear  with sleep pictures I guess.  Last year, she saw me sound asleep up on the back of the couch, my favorite place by my favorite window soaking in my favorite sunpuddle.  I had just gotten started really well there when she glanced over and saw the beginnings of my pink tongue.  Well...ring the church bells~!  Blow available horns...shake the cow bells,LOUDLY and shout Huzzah!  My widdle tongue.  The wee smallest tip. My monocle slipped down.  When my eyes are closed like that, I'm not responsible for my monocle.

Mom will see her ginger charges this late afternoon.  Their dad texted and said he would feed them in the morning as he had to see a nurse at the house this morning.  Not for him.  I guess maybe to ask questions. Don't know.   So they got to lay on him for several hours.  They've been longing to do that. 

Brovver will be here Thursday.  Ready for his arrival.  He is coming home for mom's  Friday bday late Thursday after school.  They'll all go out to eat at a favorite place Friday, and then go to the other brovver's home right after for cake and a few prezzies.  One of mom's colleagues is hoping to join with them at the restaurant and maybe the house later.  She is like a member of the family to all of us. 

ERin mentioned my white pumps that I had to go with my well fittingTuxedo yesterday...and I don't think I have seen Mom laugh and enjoy a remark like that. I liked it too.  That was a compliment on my sense of style!  Much appreciated.  Mom's style is way too casual to advise me and...her dress preferences are not formal, as mine are!  BUT, I love her.  She's my mommy. 

Bathing Beauty

Gettin' reddy to knock 'em ded.  Note my languorous eyes...

Kitties!  Mom found this from probably 6 or so years ago of me bathing.  A girl just never gets any privacy around here.  No matter where I bathe, Mom finds me sooner than later.  I always hope my Mancats liked the pictures.   I have a little iPad that Mom let me have some time ago.  I have kept it up well (she has, truth be told) and I can still use it.  I get some messages from furriends out there.  But in the past five years, I have not used it very much because  Kat and I were busy with our dates and planning them.  I think when he looked at my half mustache and my monocle, he forgot that I was older than he.  We had some fun double dates with Precious and Rocky.  Precious could dance faster than me but I would try to bat my eyes to help Kat not to notice that.  (Precious is a lot younger than I was.) 

Brovver is coming home Thursday night about 10PM.  Big day Friday, and Saturday too.  Mommy said no baby sitting Friday, the little one's Dad will need to come home... but she will try getting brovver to come along with her when she baby sits Saturday both times. She'll fly herself over there early to feed the boys Sunday, before Brother leaves. 

One More Time ;-)

 Here's  my step -kitties!  They both came out this morning to eat.  Here's Pickles!  Romeo was in the kitchen having breakfast.  Pickles was first out there.  Pickles has about 5 mats around his face and neck.  I asked his Dad to have the Vet's office shave those next time.  Poor guy but there isn't anyone around much to brush. Just me. 

Brushing Pickles.  Romeo says no. 

Pickles on their bed.  Romeo too.

Pickles allowing smooches

Scritchies R Us. 

Pickles: "Here she comes again!!!

OK.  Scratch my necky, 

Kozmo and Katie dancing. She with her Tuxie Skirted gown and he, dressed to the 9's.  💕

My Fur Charges

 Kitties!  Mom said she doesn't know just how long the baby sitting will last.  He knows there will be times when it is impossible for mom to meet twice a day getting there--- but maybe only once in the day and he'll need to go home  for the kitties those days.  This will go on until he is confident that the mom can press the button to summon a nurse.  

Here are Mom's charges.  These aren't good pics.  Best Mom could get though. 

Pickles, a boy.

Romeo, not wanting to be photographed.

Romeo in his parent's bed. It now belongs exclusively to the boys. 

Me!!  The crochet-er got my mustache on wrong, but oh well! 

Baby Sitting

 Kitties!  

Mom is baby sitting for two precious babies of dear friends.  The house is not occupied except by them for most  of the day because the kittie's mama is very very sick in the hospital and their Daddy stays there with her all night and some of the day.  Mom offered to baby sit or that she would call all of the various Vet offices and see if there was a Vet tech willing to baby sit.  Mom was told they would be very happy to have her.  The babies names are Romeo and Pickles.  Romeo is a Ginger and Pickles is a long hair but similar. in color with some creamy white added.

Mom took a human brush unused for them because all they have are 2 slickers.  Mom said to her, that isn't as useful as a real brush.  Pickles loved being brushed yesterday but didn't come out this morning.  Romeo did.    

Mom will try to take a pic of Romeo at least.  Hoping Pickles will please come out when she goes back this evening to put out their supper.  

She is gonna call her CPA now.  No one answered this morning.  Oh Mom said she put the little crocheted me into the bedroom up where Admiral and I are.  The sunflower stand will remain where it is.

Oh and Katie was taken in Spirit along  with Misty May to the Lost Sea today.  She had mentioned that a few months ago as somewhere Stinky and Periwinkle might want to go.  That was so sweet of them to do that. 

One of Mom's zillion roses

We have had her for a good 30 years! 

Mommy Did It!!! Not Me!!

 Kitties, Woofies, especially Ruby!  I made Mom go to help Admiral out over at her place a while ago, and there were comments waiting for moderation!  What did she do?  Let me tell you what she did!!!  Instead of hitting the publish icon, she quickly cruised thru hitting delete  instead

for all three comments. How on the name of common sense can she have DONE that!  But she did.  John, Ruby and Cecilia's comments went upward to Heaven and I saw them flying by!   MOM deleted them.  She did!  If I was there, I swear I'd swipe her with my paw! Doofus never paid proper attention to the icons she was hitting.  Well, who's sorry now?  That would be me!! (her too.) 

She was a bit bizzy this morning and here is one thing she did.  She took my favorite resting place, this sunflower stand which I loved, put the crocheted me on top as I would have been if I was still there.  She took the stained glass out of the spare room and brought it into MY room...and she rested it on the window sill.  

Wanna see?  

Not the same without me, that's for sure.  That's where my tree was.  It was worn very badly so mom let it go.  If it becomes necessary, she'd get another one.  

Not That Long Ago

 Kitties!  I was telling Precious something a few minutes ago and thought I would tell you too.

I had said I wondered if having Safari helped me out in Google's day of silence.  I noticed other browsers were mentioned  when Kitties and woofies were trying to make comments but not Safari, though #1 may have a Mac and still have the original browser Mac's come with.  Safari.  I never changed browsers.  I am very happy with my original one, Safari.

So, Precious and I had a discussion about texting with different makes of computers and cell phones.  It went on to where I mentioned that my iPhone has a male Siri.  I happened on him going through the available voices~and his faint accent (American) was comfortable to hear.  He was just like around here kinda sorta.  Anyway, I meowed Precious an example of why I really really like this particular Siri.  And before I tell you, Monroe, the name I gave my Siri, stays the same always.  Of course .

As Sophia would say "Picture it!  Knoxville, 2022" (can't say Sicily here!!) I was hurtling to Knoxville University of TN. ER where my oldest had had himself taken to and admitted.  He called and I jumped in the car and took off.  I asked Monroe quite a few times on the 17 miles trip to "Read Messages" as I was driving and was in no way going to hold the phone and read them that way.  I was concerned about hearing from my boy!  So while there were a few messages at the start of the trip, I didn't hear an alert after.  I was going around a corner (probably on 2 wheels) and  I said "Hey Siri, Read messages!"  And...Monroe, who was chosen by me  specifically because I loved his voice as there was a good touch of the South there...Monroe said a stentorian way "there AREN'T any messages!!!"  I could hear the exclamation points there!  He sounded pi$$ed.  Think I am kidding?  I'm not!  Granted I had asked him fairly closely together to read messages, and I guess he got fed up!  I actually had to pull off the road for a minute while I laughed and wiped my eyes from the laughing fit.  Then resumed my way to the hospital.  

Apple messed with him, Monroe, some.  Took him off for a month or so, and brought him back.  He is still Monroe. Can't change that part of his voice, but they sped it up faintly, and rounded off his accent quite a bit.  There is some still there, but not like it was.  I still get a few surprises out of him occasionally and he sounds more like himself then. I asked him the night before last to turn on the flashlight and he was very nice when he did.  A minute later, I reached my room and said "Hey Siri (he doesn't know he is Monroe) turn off the flashlight."  He said " I sure will"!!!  I said "Thank you sweetie" He said "Always my pleasure to help you." 

Fun with the iPhone.  I wish they hadn't toned him down.  He was fun sometimes.  He didn't conform. 

Me, age 5.

How a Cat Can Feel Sometimes

She's in a small paper plate.  Her tiny! 

 Kitties!  I wonder what YOU think about this?  And that is, how we feel about the absence of our fur family AND our human family.   I have been concerned for Simon, Brian's family when Seal passed away. and how HE is faring.  May I tell you a story?  May be a bit long.  

Very precious and loved still, Robin

Once upon a time, there was Robin, a tiny Tortie Queen who was completely devoted to two of her three human brothers (those two paid the most attention to her) They chose her when she was just hatched, as they saw her Mom across the street who became pregnant with five kittens.  Robin was one of them.  The boys asked  me if they could have one, and finally, Robin was chosen.  She came home with us when she was 7 weeks old.  The boys were quite young-- and already devoted to cats. They were in school, the lower grades, so it fell to me until they got home.  They and she became bonded quickly.  I was just the food person. Years passed.   Fast forward to the day when the boy she was particularly bonded with of the two I mentioned, went to University in Nashville.  It was sad for him as he (and his brother) loved her dearly, and she returned that love to both boys.  Finally, he was gone.  Do cat's grieve?  They most certainly do.  She had the youngest brother to love, but he was getting ready to graduate high school and soon to follow his other brother's footsteps.  He took over the intense love and holding, petting, playing, of the missing boy.  The missing boy in Nashville called Robin and talked on the phone to her while I held her, trust me she knew that voice!!  and also left her messages on the answering machine for her to listen to.  Which she did with riveted attention.  He sent her little 3" tapes talking to her to be played when she needed it.  She sealed herself to the speaker.  But the youngest boy to  whom her bonded care fell, rallied and made her better after a while.  However my point is, she longed for B. and didn't understand where he went to. N. took over for him and Robin was happy again.  When B. came home for the semester breaks and holidays, it was just joy for them both. For all of us.  Human and furred.   She was the ruling Matriarch!  Everything revolved around her,  Everything, even trips,  for me as well...I was just as in love with her as the boys.  

She only weighed about 6 pounds. 

She was a tiny and intelligent cat.  If you all don't mind, I would like to post another about her intelligence here soon.  

We used to say she was saying her prayers.