Wordless Wednesday, Sorta

I am a kitty of many words, but not today.  Except to say this beautiful header was done by Ann of Zoolatry.  Thank you again and again, Ann. xo

This is N-O-T a funny picture Mommy!

Stop laughing!  You have hurt my feelings! 

Mommy's Baby

Today is the third anniversary of our Admiral's passing.  I know mom loves her still.  Not even three years have made that love any less strong.  When Admiral guided Mom to me at the Vet rescue, she knew we were made for one another and she took care to have mom know that by having her preserved paw print given to mom the very moment she met ME.  It was her seal of approval.  We two, mom and me, melded together instantly.  It was love at first sight. Smoochies and air biscuits and real biscuits and purrs to match a chain saws when I was placed in mom's arms.

We are commemorating Admiral and mom's great love for her and a celebration of their bond.  Mom misses her so much but I fill that deepest sorrow with love.  That's the way it was meant to be.

Thursday Musings

Kitties, I bought Starry Night from from Quint of Colehaus Cats.  I love it.  Mommy framed it and put it up in her room where we can both enjoy it.  Here is a series of me, explaining my favorite painting to the assembled  Gallery consisting of  the personages of: Donkey, Floppy Mousie, Fat Pink Mousie and Floppy Ducky that gathered here at 0600 this meowing.  Come listen.  Well, pretend to.

Look at the subtle nuance Quint has achieved here in this work of art!

Oh.  Please, don't applaud so loudly.  You'll wake Mom.

Tuxie Tuesday (and Tortie)

Kitties, mom said she finally got one thing at least figured out.

I have not been playing the way I should.  So rather than see me sleep all over the house outta boredom, she decided to get yet another toy, and see if that could get me going.  I had a card in the mail yesterday.  Admiral did really, for a free $5.00 gift for her birthday.  She whispered that I should use it.  So I have a soft long LONG (gotta be supervised) 3/4" wide flannel strip on a stick.  I chase it, attack it, bite it, stalk it.  LOVE the thing!!! But here really is her revelation.  A change of venue.  She played with me and my other favorite denim bow wand toy in the spare bedroom right off the front porch of my new house.  I played a long time.  I had the best time with the old toy and now with the new one.

Change, mom.  Know how to do change for us?  Well, I rewarded you for being a good girl.

Mom bought a very thick memory foam mattress topper and I cannot get enough of it!  I am in bed before her and I WILL NOT MOVE!.  Mom's own blog describes the tribulation.

Here I am.  Imperiously Queenly.  Wait.  Imperial means Empress usually.  So, I will just say Here I am..Queenly in appearance.

You may kiss my paw

Look What My Brovver and Sister-inLaw Brought me. My Own House.

Which of you kitties has the castle and told us's how to get one?  My brovver got me one and he and his wife and grand baby that will be here in March, brought it over for me.

I am making it mine after I deem it suitable for habitation. And if it has room for guests. (if you know what I mean).

Inspection to make sure where to put my fridge and beddie.

I'll walk thru all da rooms.  Love da fireplace. Chimney has good flue.

I fink I'll take it.  

This is tonight in the dark and I'm looking out my windows. 

I Let Her Off....This Time

I let mom off the hook Kitties.  So she is letting me sleep where she likes to sleep..on the edge of the bed, her right.  I want to be there TOO so I tiptoe pitifully up and down the narrow 4 inch wide border of mattress she left me, trying in vain to find a place to lay my weary sweet headie. !!!! until she has to give over and move to the middle of the bed.  And that's for starters.  I chase her all the way to the other side before the night is over.  Gotcha!

All my other demands were met and I give her a satisfactory mark.  For now.

Look.  This is me.  It celebrates my coming into the family in January of 2012.  My teacher brother sent this to me. ❤️

I am so special Mommy says.  Heeeee.

Called to Order

Human, I am calling this meeting to order to discuss your shortcomings of the past month.

Failing to read my feline mind and not changing my foods again, so that I would not be discommoded.  (is that something 'bout a litterbox???)

And too, you removed the other pillow from my supposed side of the bed thereby making it impossible for me to roost on your much beleaguered chesticles.

 Also you failed to make room for me on MY favorite side of the bed in MY favorite place, deeming your own comfort to be more important than mine.

Sentencing within the next 24 hours.  Be ready.