Other Favorite Brother

Other favorite brother is here till Friday morning.  Favorite brother will be here Monday.  My kitty cup runs over with gladness (and me...I fill it well)!  Third favorite brother is Sticky Person's daddy and usually the Sticky Person and his mommy are the ones who represent him except several times a year.

It is raining again just as it always used to until we had about 5 months of almost continuous suns which mommy and I loved.  But rains came again to put out the forest fires everywhere around here and the close-by Great Smoky Mountains.  Has has hardly quit raining since.  So no sun baths and mom has to scuttle around for her walk in the continuing rains.

Mom and I hope you had the best of times with your families on Christmas.  We did around here.  Well, I did because I stayed here guarding my home while brothers and mommy all went to Sticky Person's home for Christmas and dinner.  I was happy to remain here.  Mommy came home as did other favorite brother and regular life resumed.

Mommy sneaked this from her chair last night!  The penultimate in betrayal, as it makes me look fat! And other favorite brother started calling me Little Pot Roast again!

Meowy Christmas

We Wish You a Meowy Christmas

A Word or Two

Mom and I think perhaps a few words about the v-e-t visit.  I was roodly snapped up against my idea of a good afternoon and taken to my Dr. with no chance to empty my bladder first...not that a kitty thinks that way... so when I had to endure being hurt badly, I screamed.  I was defenseless and I didn't understand why mommy allowed this to happen.  Being defenseless and in pain and frightened, I lost control of my bladder.  Mom never saw it as a deliberate act. Neither did the Vet nor the tech.  I was not angry kitties,  I was frightened and  I was being hurt and I was defenseless.  I know you understand and don't think badly of me. I told mommy she should have left that part out.

But  today, I am my usual calm self.  Love yoo furriends💗

That's sun on my back...not gray.

XXOO Kitties and Woofies.

Bad Day at the Homestead!

KITTIES!  It was the worst of days!  It was the most horrible of days!  Come and see!

Mommy came home from her work out and found this...about 20 times repetition on the carpet all the way down the hall as well as the living room.

Scared her to death.  She cajoled me into lying down so she could look at my feets.  Nothing there.  My face and ears..nothing that she could see.  She called my friend  at the v-e-t office and Tiffany said to come in after I sent her a picture of the carpet.

after I got there

Tiff and my v-e-t came in and I got the whole enchilada. ears, nose throat body in general and....you know what!

STOP in the name of common decency, Dr. S!!!

Kitties, woofies, I will tell you I was screamingly outraged after the thermometer was deployed because then...it was discovered that my anal glands were full to the brim!  I had been scooting apparently but mom was not here to see me.  She only saw the marks.

Those said glands were expressed and I will tell you right now, I left a puddle o' pee on that table!  Show THEM!  I screamed my head off...extra loud and it made mom feel pretty bad!  That's Tiffany you see holding me.

Then, I was spirited off to get my tummy cleaned off because I peed on everything and oh MAN!  My CLAWS WERE CLIPPED!!! When I was brought back in, I was growling loudly and hissed and lunged at Tiffany.  I turned and gave mom some loud hissing!  Then I focused on her and quit.

BAD day kitties and woofies.  Anyone want to soothe my ruffled feathers?

Back in the "saddle" Again.

Kitties and Woofies,  Mom has tried to make my beddie as appealing as possible.  She did all she could think of to get me to use it along with all the other places I use.  But my answer was always "no".    This morning she was looking for me and failed to find me.  She wondered if I had slipped into a closet again.  Then, by chance she saw me sound asleep in my comfortable beddie.

She took this picture--- which made me crack open an eye to tell her that she had half a dozen like it for pete sake!   I also tried out the bedspread she put on yesterday and the pillow shams.  I rolled around and dove in everywhere till they were thoroughly messed up.  That is my job. I take pride in my work.

By the way, mom finally has new glasses, so her typos which grew storied in their frequency and content have lessened quite a bit.  She told me it is amazing how things change when you can see what you're doing at the computer.  However she still makes them, but no longer has any excuse to hang her hat on now that she can see better.  Me?  My claws keep getting stuck between keys.


No mancats allowed in  to read this next part.  LEAVE!  That is my Queenly command.  Are you gone?  OK.

Ladycats, mom noticed that after I leave my box, at times...not all the time, maybe a total of four times have I leave either a nickel sized drop o' peepee on the kitchen floor, or one the size of a silver dollar.  All in line with my path from the box. Sometimes I take off quickly out of the box just for fun.  I have done that for years.  This peepee spot happens when I leave..not before I get in.  I am doing otherwise well, I'm playful, I eat normally and have my usual 2-3 clumps per day...added to the fact that I have a wet cold nosie.  I don't have a sickie, and I don't do this all the time.  Mom and I wonder, can a lady cat dribble?  Sometimes?

No boycats need read this, now. 🙀

I Never THOUGHT of it!

An Angelversary Today

Kitties and Woofies, my Angel Admiral left me for the Bridge on this day of December 14th, 2011.

It is still just as hard to not have that precious face to kiss and that dear little body to hold as it was when I returned home without her that day...one of the worst days I suffered save when Robin passed away.  I recall I did not bother to wipe my eyes for the tears fell like rain from first waking moment to last.  My shirts were damp.

 They are precious to us.  Their innocence, purity and love are like the veriest richest treasures we have been given, along with our human family.  Our fur kids are family too and their love is a never ending gift.   I have equally precious Katie Isabella chosen by Admiral to comfort me ever after.  What love I have to hold.

Admiral, Lady Bianca, I miss you so much.  I will always and forever love your memory.