Spoiled Rotten Little Diva!

Mom said I am a spoiled rotten little diva cat!  That's true so what's the problem?  Who made me that way?

Kitties!  Sometimes I get fed with a spoon! Can you believe it? When I wasn't eating much, several times she got a spoon, put some fuds back in the can (I refuse the dish when I am being contrary) and she brings the spoon to me and offers my stinky goodness on a spoon.  Of course I will eat it.  I didn't eat my breakfast gooshey fuds today and while I ate my dry fuds, I refused my evening wet fuds too.  Out came the spoon and I went right over to her.

I have been very purry and loving to brother and to her but I haven't played hardly at all for three days.  I lay about and sleep a lot.  That's not what she's used to so she started to worry.  (sheesh, mom, chill!) So when I fell asleep with my just picked up brown big furry rat still in my arms, she worried some more that I couldn't stay awake.  She got on the phone since I wasn't any fun and as she was talking I came trotting fast toward her with my pizza in my mouth.  I laid to on the floor between us.  Then I went in to munch more dry fuds...came out hopping with my back in the air, stomped on the red heart mousie, got into my tunnel and told her to stop paying so much attention to me!  You worry too much about me Mom, after several years of Admiral being sick.  I'll be fine.

xxoo

Wednesday Whiskers and stuffs

Kitties, if it isn't one thing it's another.  I decided not to eat or drink for 24 hours Sunday and scared mom to death.  But finally on Monday she saw 1 evidence of night time drinking in my Monday morning litterbox.   Tuesday when we got up I had filled the box with all that was required! I finally ate so I made a bunch.  How our humans can worry.  I DID bring Donkey after three nights off and not bringing anyone.  Donkey has been brought every night since.  Lion still languishes in the living room watching TV wondering when his turn will come again.

I get Brother today and tonight.  Can't wait.  We really love each other.  I have a special birthday snuggle to have with him.  (Thursday, if he is still here.  If not, then this evening and tomorrow)

Queen Katie Isabella, signing off.

Easy on Sunday

Kitties, I hope you are all having a big sunpuddle to enjoy.   Happy Sunday!  You can biggafy if you want to.

It's Always ALL About Me.

Kitties, Mom had a video but it was with me faced away, of me reaching into my puzzle box where mom always puts in some of my kibble and taking the pieces out with my paw curled up over the piece and putting it in my mouth.

Every kitty may do that but until *I* did, she had never seen such a thing. So as with the same pride as about any of her kids, she called a friend and bragged on me!

The other night about 3:40, I horked all over the bottom corner of our bed.  Sheets only, no blanket.  But still it smelled heavily of my Science Diet kibble.  She had to get up, clean it up...place paper towels over and under the wet stain to try to protect the mattress. And while I slept elsewhere that was less odorous, she drifted in and out till I got her up at 6.  THEN she changed the sheets again.  She had only just changed them that morning before.  Aren't I good!?

Mom said her usual place, the arboretum, did not plant wildflowers this years except coreopsis and columbines.  So her easiest and best place became useless just as it was last year.  She loves to make macros of flowers and not the usual type as roses, lilies, etc.  She prefers wildflowers.  Well, good luck mommy.  Just don't take me on your search.

I am over the almost 2 weeks of horrible reaction to that allergy medicine.  Sure feel better.

I think I'll hop in my tunnel and head to Austin's home in the  U.K.   If Hannah and Lucy don't mind I would talk to take tea with them a bit later.  I will go prime the tunnel.  xo

Here I am watching Super Reader after I watched  Curious George.  I LOVE my "baby TV".  I really watch.  Really. If mom turned it off while I watch through my eyelid filters, I immediately turn and look at her...till she turns it back on.

Brian's Birthday!

Kitties, today is Brian's birthday.  Mom and I love him so much as well as his Sisters.  We both are wishing him the happiest birthday with treats and toys and playing time.

And Kitties!  Today is Brian's parents 42nd Anniversary!  I am so happy for them.  Many more to come, dear couple.  We send congratulations and loves.

Have a HAPPY day, Mom and Dad of Brian's Home.  And you, Brian, have a loving happy day.  xxooxx

Part Two:

Kitties!  The lady at the rescue said that the mother cat accepted the baby and that he was nursing when she wrote to mommy on FB.  She also said it's a boy, and that he has teefs!  So he is also getting some canned food. She said he was more like going on four weeks of age but very very skinny and anemic due to blood loss from flea infestation.  But he is warm now, nursing and she said he will be catching up soon with where he should be.  Mom is just glowing she is so happy.

Now, about ME!  Last night we went to bed and sometime in the small hours, mom, who was three quarters NOT on her side, (she is a side sleeper) felt me as I was  climbing atop the sheet and between her ankles, and pushing them away with all my might.  My arms and my legs were both stretched out and I was pushing with both ends to get her silly ankles and calves out of the way so I could be comfortable between them!  She laid there awake (thanks to my efforts) Kitties, and callously allowed me to push and strain to get a comfortable ankle- less place to get a decent nights sleep!  Did she help me by moving her ankles?  Simple answer is NO!

So I finally succeeded in moving them with my mighty strength and settled.  She laid there minutes until she couldn't any more and had to turn onto her side!  After ALL that work I did, she forced me out of my nest!

OH!  And no wonder Donkey has NOT been brought in, in three nights!  She doesn't deserve him.

Here I am, all in my bikini asleep in front of my puzzle box!  She doesn't deserve seeing me!

Mom's Day, Week and at Least 2 Years Have Been Made.

Kitties, mom said she went to the pet food place today to get me some more fuds.

While choosing, a couple of guys asked her if she liked cats and when mom said "yes", while still choosing fuds, they asked if she would "take this one".  She turned and it was a tiny shivering little baby with dark furs and white eyeliner.  Could not have been but two weeks old.  His mommy, feral, didn't feed him any more and he is, the man said, the so-called runt of the litter.  All of these are at his shop, wherever it is.

MOM HERE:

The men were getting the baby some milk and a nursing bottle.  I said I couldn't but I did go immediately to find the name and number of the rescue group that is always there several times a month.

I gave  her phone number to the men and I also left a message to the lady in charge and gave her number to the guys.

I called her a few minutes ago and she is taking the baby.  There is a mommy there who gave birth four weeks ago, and maybe she will take this little one.  But the baby will get help.

I was in the right place at the right time.  I was able to help and thank heavens.  This has truly restored some of my faith in human kind.  I reared three cat men and apparently there are two more out there.  :-)  I just got a FB message from the rescue that the kitten is there.

Thank you Gentlemen.  May God bless you for your mercy to a helpless being.