Selfie Sunday

 Kitties...Mom said she was going to say yesterday or the day before rather, that she does use the gardening knee pads when she is down on the bathroom or kitchen floors for floor maintenance.  I told her she was trying to pretend she was down there doing stuffs and not admitting her bony knees needed cushioning.  She DID tell the total truth about the muscles in her legs.  She's got them!  Too bad her back won't let her UP once she's down.  How embarrassing for ME!  I have to see her holding the side edges of the metal waste can in the bathroom to get up.  It takes her arm strength to do it.  Like a big push up!   Sheesh.  A dear friend said to her this morning in an email that getting older isn't for the old! When she's waxing the lower wooden cabinets in the kitchen, she scootches along with those knee pads.   Good Gravy, Mom!  Close the door so no one will see ya. 

Every night!  What a joy! 

Taken 2 years ago. My one white eyebrow was reaching out to my left whisker to be my monocle! 

I was proud to show the Tabbies my haul!! 

Work Work...Stop That, Mom

 Kitties!  Sheesh.  Mom keeps doing the little things  today that she lets pass until it becomes urgent and then...rather than snuggle ME all day, she cleans fifty-leven things, one after the other.  She started by cleaning the kitchen trash receptacle.  Give me a break, Mom!  It'll just get yucky again!  Then, she had to go wash the bathroom floor.  She does that down on her bony knees.  Her legs are muscular top to ankle but those knees.  Sharper than a blade!  Like her elbows. Mercy on me when she pokes me with them at night in bed. (her knuckles are like 5 pieces of granite on each hand for pete sake!!!)  Then, she cleaned the dish drainer on the counter for pity sake.  How bad can it BE Mom?  Sheesh!  She did the wash yesterday and put it away.  Bet she starts the weekend by changing sheets again!  Not wanting my help!  She started taking up the throw rugs (4) in the kitchen this morning... shaking them hard outside and sweeping my gallon of tracked litter up!  I know what THAT means.  This weekend will have her cleaning and shining that danged floor AGAIN! Ya got a King of Somewhere coming over or something, Mom? I'm waiting on snuggles.  I can see my fluffy belly while walking across it!!!

This is how I roll! Keep your bony protuberances to yerself! 

These are 6 members of favorite brovvers 12 member herd in his back yard in the City of Charlotte NC

  

Brrr

 Kitties!  We've had nights in the 30's and low 40's for a week now,  Mom said she loves getting up to  crisp and even a cold morning.  It's warmed to high 70's and low to mid 80's in the day.  Best of all, no humidity.  YET. This area is infamous for hot smotheringly humid weather from May thru October.  It's on its way.

Mom got some things out of the way already this morning.  As soon as she assumes her disguise, she'll head out. 

Mom took some pictures of me last night.  She had already taken the bedspread off our bed. Later last night she went in to turn on the small lamp before her shower and all that stuff.  She found a surprise, one that was fixing up the freshly changed that morning bed sheets!  I got to enjoy the freshness and smoothness before she did.  Her pillow too and on her side.  I sleep on the passenger side and on Mom...Mom is always on the driver's side!! But when she is away and can't tell me "no", I go see what all the shouting is about with that side!   It's a wonder I didn't slip or slide off that pillow.   That one, hers,  is thinned out the way she likes her pillows.  Mine, though you can't tell here...is as thick as a jelly donut!  And way too firm. She dudden like her head jacked up! 

Thanks for taking the spread off, Mom

Curled in a six pound tiny ball. 

I have the whiskers out for air! 

Spamming the Spammer

 Kitties!  It was mentioned in comments yesterday that it was too bad that a person can't spam the spammer!  That reminded mom of a good memory. MOM:  Two of my kids were /are computer programmers.  The oldest who is no longer with us here at home and has gone to Heaven, was a programmer and the youngest  knew he would be when he was a freshman in HS.  He is now quite high up where he is and rides herd over all the programmers in varying places in the U.S. in the Corporation he works for.  He also writes programming when needed as well.  All that to tell you the way back in beginning high school, he was fuming at the stupid spamming by someone.   He just upped and started spamming him back.  Flooded the jerque with it.  You can, if you know how, find info on these people.  He targeted the person back..rose like a coded tidal wave over him and~ the guy kinda waved a white flag.  Then my boy left him alone.  LOVED it.  I'll not forget it. 

ME: Meanwhile, the Vit. B12 kicked in and I had a bit of breakfast on my own this morning,  Slept on mom part of the night...gave her sweetness when she called me after she woke up..I am doing better.  I also slept on her lap a lot yesterday.  I was using a corner in the room before that.  OH!  And I am still 6 pounds.  I didn't lose additional weight the past 6 weeks.  Mom is so glad!  Got my claws cutted betters but...they changed me 26 dollars to do it.   For 18 to 26.  The rest of the charges are the same.  They have a tech now.  The girls who are still here just are used to dog nails it seems and do a poor job on mine.  Cutting points only.  I show how grateful I am by scratching the new chair when I have never ruined furniture in my life.  Did you see the shiny scratch proofing Mom had to put on the new chair to keep me from making it even worse?  Ewe-glee!  Biggafy.  It's all over the back, and more on both sides.  Sheesh. 

Also, look what Mom has now.  Her roses are blooming.  

Spammer

Kitties!!!!   Hope the spammer knows how much he is hated/disliked/whatever.  I don't know about you kitties and woofies but mom and I got triple helpings.  

I noticed Mom last night finally...with this!  a delightful cuppa hot chocolate.  Bet you know where I got the cup.

She looked up caffeine first though.  Almost none.  Like 5-10 mg.

It's sunny out and mom said she needs to quit messing with me, what with reading my mind and fetching and carrying everything all day long for me...bringing me food where I am so I will eat.  I keep her bizzy.  Tomorrow she has to gather me up somehow and get me to the v-e-t to have claws done, ears swabbed out (her methemizole is rubbed on the ear flap) and I am too too spoiled to allow her to clean my ears or cut my claws.  I do need another shot of B 12 however. 

Mom here: BTW, Katie ate only her dry kidney kibble yesterday.  I had gotten a new bag, yes~~~ but same flavor as the other one.  So she did eat yesterday despite my complaining all day that she didn't.  Before until yesterday she had a few bites and later always threw them up.  This time no hork-- anywhere.  And the finished bag was not stale.  *shrugs shoulders*

See ya... and head bonks to you.

Why Do We Cats Do This?

 Kitties!  From reading all my furriend's blogs I am one among many who will refuse to eat.  I haunt Mom everywhere she goes, especially when she has her breakfast lunch or supper with her.  (what? Eat at a table?? As if!!!...she quit that years ago except formal meals.) I do that because I am hungry!  It does not matter that she has spent many many many green papers buying me a huge variety of wet foods to tempt me. Varying brands.  Always opening and trying yet again during the days.  {She's desperate.} 

Some, I will love and eat like the starving girl I am!  (because I won't eat anything she bought even many many times when she has opened 4 cans of wet food in a day) But I will seize on a flavor and eat like gang busters! Two cans!! Then, turn up my gorgeous nose at any and all attempts to feed me that food or a lot of others.  Part of the reason I went from 15 pounds to 6.  Mom has to take me for claws, ear cleaning, and a Vitamin shot so we'll find out how much worse my weight is.  Yet....yet....I still love Mom and sleep a lot of the night with her.  She invites me, not just lets me, curl into her neck.  I still play a little, I am always in a good mood when I am awake. 

 Just a few days ago  Mom saw me and Leopard Meat Loafing on the bed- side by side.  She didn't have her phone so she walked quickly to get it.  Too bad for her.  I moved.  But here we are together.  Maybe you can still tell that I am his size now.   

Mom wishes I would eat more but she is grateful I am eating at all.  We went thru that terrible awful time last Fall when she thought I had decided to join Admiral and Robin and Hopping John.  That horrid appetite enhancer worked but the side effects were horrendous on me, they scared Mom... as I meowed about at the time.  Mom promised me I would never ever have that forced on me again.  Turned out the Vit. B-12 is what turned the tide at the time. Not that horrible stuff she made me take.  I thank a very loving dear  friend whose Dai$y was my best FF for all time.  Without her advice, I would be with the rest of the fur family.  But I am living my best life right now-- meaning Mom makes everything convenient for my now19 yr. old little self.  And loves me so much.   (I love her, too.)  A-N-D I am still beautiful!  (and a bit vain.) (so's mom though.)

Byy for now efurrybuddy. Mom's giving out treats again.  I hope you remember me and hope for me. 

Anti McCatters

 Vidock and Violetta's mom was right.  (#1) I surely must get mom to forget about getting more anti-McCatters for the chair top! (to keep my furs off the top of the chair when I monorail.) I need linoleum I think to keep me from scratching that delicious surface.  

Mom said the man said he'd be an hour late, so we are waiting on him to begin in maybe half an hour when her does get here.  (he's here!  He's HERE)

Mom said she only had four inches of her hair cut off yesterday...so while there is a change it isn't that noticeable.  It's naturally wavy so it has already started waving since Mom went to bed last night.  Right now it looks ripply she complained. 

I may ask for 2 more inches off next time.

Well, when mom and I came to the blog 10 minutes ago, we were swamped with the same  12 despicable spam messages about all the poisonous recreational (????????????) drugs available out there.  Took me a few minutes with my thumb claw to delete them.  Google has unfortunately changed how you handle that.  And there is no longer an option to declare it spam so they will guard against it in the future.  Good ol' Google.  Gotta please and gently handle the spammers, after all. They might be offended otherwise. 

Gorgeous day.  It was low 40's in the night this week past and now.  That will end soon and it will be thrown on the pit of fire till the end of October.  This is a hot humid place to live.