Showing Some Love

Meowllo evewypawdy, today is Luv yous pet day. So yous spectin’ sum flowery words fwum mommy ‘bout luvvin’ us or diwections fwum me on showin’ luv to yous pet, wight? Well guess what? Dat’s not what meez gunna do. Mommy wrote da mostest bootyful luv letter to Lexi you can wead here. And then she wrote da pawsumest luv letter to me dat you can wead here. So today weez gunna weturn dat luv and splain all da little ways mommy luvs us and tell her how much we luv her too. Now we searched high and low on da innewnet fur a luv yous hooman day, and we found nun. You wanna know why? It’s cuz Hallmawk hasn’t found a way fur us to buy cawds. Yep dat’s wight. Holidays awe ‘bout makin’ munny. Ifin only we had fumms…Anyways, we wanna tell ya’ a story, so pull up yous chair and get yous anudder cup of coffee, tea, coke or whatever you dwink and welax.

LEXI: I’z gunna go furzt cuz I’z beez da oweldizt. Az youz awl noze mommy rezk-yood me when I’z wuz owenlee minitz oweld. Fur her dat mint noze sleep fur da nex 5 weekz at leezt. Rownd da klawk feedinz and wipin’ buttz. Din der wuz da teechin’ me too eet sawlid foodz and yooz da pawdee bawx. And ledid me tell ya’ dat lazt wun iz noze ezee feet fur a hooman. Itz nawt like she kuld krawl in der and litterullee show me how. Mommy sez I’z wuz a grayt stoodunt doe and lernd relee kwik. Aneewayz she had too beez redee too devoet a lifetime too taykin’ kayr of me. Purrvidin’ minez nomz, litter, treetz, and vet kayr. I’z kulda gawn wivowt dat lazt wun but mommy sez itz purr-tint. She had too devoet a lifetime too kleenin’ up after me. Skoopin’ pawdee bawxez, washin’ food dishiz, water dishiz, kleenin’ frow up and hayrbawllz awff da karpitz and bed. Moovin’ me to nu playziz wiv herz and helpin’ me to aklimayt, sted ov ternin’ me in to a shelter or frow-win me owtside too servive on minez owen. Maykin’ shur I’z awlwayz nu dat I’z wuz sayf and lubbed. In awl deez feengz, mommy habz nebber fayld.

Faynk youz mommy fur awlwayz beezin’ der, and gibbin’ me a grayt life. Faynk ya’ fur kleenin’ up avter me and alwayz gibbin’ me da beztezt. Faynk ya’ fur helpin’ me now dat I’z beez owelder and need medsinz. Faynkz fur beezin’ minez mommy.

DEZI: Yep sissy, mommy takes gweat care of you. Now it’s meez turn. Mommy bwought boff of us back fwum deaths door. And when she wescued me it meant more sleepless nights and lots of hineybo cleanin’. Bwingin’ me back fwum da bwink and usin’ natuwal wemedies to wid meez body of those pawful worms cuz me wuz too yung and weak to take da usual medicine. So it took longer to get wid of those fings and it meant lots of hineybo cleanin’. Me has furs dat go on furever so It means she still has to do da occasional hineybo cleanin’. And purrvidin’ all da same fings she duz fur you Lexi. Luvvin’ me also means jumpin’ evewytime me meweeks. Cuz it usually means me wants her to clean sumfin’.

Luvvin’ us means she decided to devote a lifetime to puttin’ us furst and never complainin’. It means fightin’ fur us when we can’t do it owselves. Purrtectin’ us fwum all da dangers of da world. Feeding us when she can’t feed herselff. Playin’ wiff us and even when she’s sick or hurtin’ makin’ sure we hav all da fings we need to not only survive but thwive. And you know what? Mommy has never failed to tweat us like da little queens/divas dat we awe. Mommy you know me luvs you even when meez be gwowlin’ and hissin’ when yous clean meez hineybo or clip meez claws. Yous know me luvs you when meez hollews at you fur da 500 millionff time in a day to clean da pawdee box. You know meez luvs you when me dusn’t want you to welax and hav a cup of coffee but instead play gunna getcha’ wiff me.

Mommy Lexi and me fank you fur savin’ us and fur bein’ ow mommy. We wuldn’t wanna liv anywhere else or wiff anyone els. Fank you fur goin’ wiffout so we don’t hav too. Fank you fur da patience you hav wiff us, and da sweetness in yous voice when you speak to us. Fank you fur da warm home we liv in and yous lap to lay in. Fank you fur da luv in yous eyes we see when you look at us and da gentleness in yous touch. Fanks fur da extwa tweats and time spent playin’ wiff us. We never doubt dat you luv us. You show it each and evewy moment of evewy day. You never needed a day to wemind you to make us feel special and luvved. So on this day of Luv yous Pet, weez wanted to tell evewypawdy how much you luv us by duin’ da daily stuffs, da not so flowery purretty stuffs, and how much we luv you. See luv isn’t always purretty or easy, but it’s reward is always gweat. In weturn fur all dat you do, we share ow purrs wiff you and learn to meow loudly so you can unnewstand us. Seems you hoomans don’t speak smell da pee or da hineybo. We chose you to luv and you chose to luv us even when it isn’t purretty. And we know dat today just like evewyday will be filled wiff good noms, delishus tweats, and cuddles apurrlenty. Now go ahead and show sum extwa luv to yous furries today too.

OMC Yous never gunna believ it, but weez membered to mention, weez joinin’ up wiff Rascal and Rocco fur da Pet Pawade. They’ve also written a pawsum posty fur Luv yous pet day, you oughtta check it out. Fanks guys, we weally purreciate you and yous cohosts fur da Pet Pawade.

Till da nex time…………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

A Year Ago Today…

Deziz World Became Weal

Meowllo evewypawdy, kitty, doggy, piggy, wascally wabbit and all da west of ya’. Welkum to Deziz world!!! Dat’s wight, this is meez world and today weez celebwatin’. This be da one year anniversawy of ow bloggy. We awe soooooo happy to be here wiff you all. When we stawted da bloggy we had no idea how it wuold go or even ifin anypawdy wuld follow it. We hav sum pawsum Facebook furiends, but most of them don’t like to venture faw fwum it. So me wants to fank all of you hoo follow meez bloggy fwum Facebook. And fanks fur commentin’ and keepin’ in touch. We weally do luv you very much. And then there’s all da new furiends we met in Blogville. OMC Awe we sum blest kitties or what? Of Course We Awe!!! Y’all awe just so pawsum. Fank you fur followin’ us and commentin’ and fur evewyfin’ you do.

As most of ya’ know da bloggy wuz a happy accident and so mommy let me call it Deziz World cuz sissy alweady had a page named after her. But just like on Facebook, we awe boff here too. And of course weadin’ meez bloggy let’s you know wht it be like to liv in meez world. Mommy sez da world weally duz wevolve wound me. At least at ow house it duz. MOL Dat dusn’t mean in any way pawsible dat sissy isn’t purrtant, cuz her fur sure is. It just means dat meez da chattier of us and keeps mommy on hers toes da mostest. Can you believ dat sis Lexi wuld let mommy eat or hav a whole cup of coffee afur tellin’ her dat da pawdee box needed to be cleaned out? Well not me dat’s fur sure. Mommy dusn’t hav any coffee wight now so it’s a lot easier to get her to get up wight away. Altho’ she bees a little cwanky and mumbles sumfin’ da whole time. MOL

Anyways, It’s been gweat fun getting’ to know all of you and we hope to get to know more and more of you in da comin’ years. Even tho’ there be sad times stickiin’ togedder and supportin’ and luvvin’ one anudder is what framily is all ‘bout. And we awe so glad to hav each and evewy one of you in ow framily. And we hope to sumday get to meet as many of you as pawsible. We will continue to hav fun here and post weviews and teachin’ posts, and those posts ‘bout da evewyday borin’ lives of 2 little ole countwy Service cats and their luvvin’ mommy.

We hav a ticket to BlogPaws and sure do wanna go. Weez twyin’ to figger out all da logistics on dat now. So ifin any of ya be dwivin’ and comin’ fwu Oklahoma and wuldn’t mind a foo passengers, let us know. We don’t take up much woom. Udderwise we will hav to find a way to get da gween papers to went a caw and pay fur da woom. Oh what fun we wuld hav. Now on to da pawty. Enjoy and purrlease come back and visit offen.

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Till da nex time……………….Be Blest!!!

Luv nd Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

To Dezi…With Love

Sweet sweet Dezi. My heart and my soul…my destiny. My precious angel you could have never known how I felt the day I met you. My heart had been ripped out of my chest just days earlier when I lost Ransom. The third boy, no…son that I had lost at the age of five. I swore as He drifted off to heaven that I would never give my heart away again. I just couldn’t bare going through this again. And I thanked God that Lexi was waiting for me, to comfort me. She would fill that hole and be enough. I knew that I would have to get a new kitty to help Lexi help me, and that kitty would be well taken care of. But I wouldn’t lose my heart to them. Of course Lexi had gotten older and needed help quickly. It broke my heart to see her trying so hard to do the work that 2 kitties had done for the past 5 years. And then the phone rang.

On the other end of the line was a dog rescuer begging for my help. They had taken in a large litter of Ragdoll kittens from a very bad breeder. They knew my situation and I’m sure they thought I’d take at least 1 kitten home. And of course I made the 2 hour drive to meet you all. And the whole way there I kept telling myself I wasn’t going to fall head over heels. When I arrived I was given the back story, and although touching, having been in rescue for so long and already grieving, it didn’t phase me much. I was told y’all were 6 weeks old, weaned and using the litter box. They led me to a big empty room and brought a small Easter basket filled with kitties into the room. You were all poured into the floor and I thought you all looked way too small to be 6 weeks old. But they had gotten papers that said just that. And then you came waddling over with your worm filled belly and struggled to crawl up onto my leg only a few inches off the floor but towering over you. Your litter mates all huddled close together and played with each other. But you had no interest in being anywhere but on my leg. And then you looked up at me with those big deep blue eyes and started to purr and mew and I knew you were my destiny. It was meant to be. I wouldn’t admit it, but I was falling in love with you.

I picked you up and we made the long drive home. You lay quietly only purring the whole way. Once home it was then I realized you weren’t 6 weeks old but 3 1/2 to 4 weeks instead. You were half dead from being over wormed with big box store wormers and you had a horrific case of tapeworm instead. These were all things I had dealt with many times, so once I called the rescue to make sure your littermates were properly cared for we set in for the long haul. Over the next few days and weeks and months I didn’t realize how you were purring your way right into my heart. You always wanted to be able to see me. You didn’t seem to miss your littermates at all. And you always wanted me to be seated before doing anything. If I wasn’t sitting down you wouldn’t eat, drink, go to the potty, or play. I learned it’s because you know when I’m going to pass out and since you alert me, you want to know that I’m not going to fall. You are still that way today.

I think about those first few weeks and how close I came to losing you on more than one occasion. You had been so dehydrated and sick from the wormers and the worms that each day was a fight to keep you alive. But even amongst all of that you wanted to be near me. You were ready to take on Lexi when she would protest with a hiss as she towered over you like a giant and drooled from her toothless mouth. You would turn your tiny little body to the side and flare up and hiss right back. And then run to me for “protection” as she ran down the hall to hide. You liked to sleep right on my chest with your head under my chin and your cottony baby furs tickling my face. I didn’t dare move you because you were just so precious. Sleeping and purring all at the same time.

I remember the first time you did your “dance” at my ankles only a few days after coming home, and I didn’t know what you wanted. That “dance” has become the bond that keeps us together almost 24/7. You now stand much taller than my ankles but you still do “the dance”. And with your high pitched babyish mew you make my heart melt. I watch you sleep and see that little kitten that crawled up on my legs and laid down the first day so contented and safe. When you sleep in my lap and wake to find me watching you and tilt your head up and squint your eyes and “pucker” your lips for a kiss…I lose my heart all over again.

I remember the day I realized I had fallen head over heels in love with you my sweet. I woke up and you were laying on my chest with your paw on my cheek and purring as loud as a lion roars. I looked at you and your eyes slowly opened and you put your other paw on my cheek as well and lifted your head and licked my chin. It was as if the world stopped for that moment in time. And then you drifted off to dreamland again. In that moment I knew I could never imagine my life without you. You’ve grown a lot since then and gotten much heavier, but I wouldn’t ever want you to stop our morning wake up ritual.

I love how you chatter and trill and purr almost constantly. How you are always wherever I am. How you wipe the tears from my eyes with your paw. And try to make the hurt go away with your pats. Sometimes I wonder who’s petting who. And just who’s taking care of who. You are one of a kind and I was so blest you chose me to love and be your mommy. Maybe you did know how I was feeling that day and you knew that you could make it all better. My Deztinee, my precious angel, my heart, all I know for sure is that my life isn’t complete without you. Thank you for being my perfect angel and my true destiny. Thank you for loving and looking after Lexi. Thank you for choosing me when I wasn’t worth choosing. I love you with all my heart and soul and nothing will ever separate us. With each passing day my love for you grows and I wouldn’t change a thing.

With all my Love,

Mommy

Oh mommy meez luvs you very much. Me never wanted to be anywhere but wiff you. Fank you fur comin’ dat day and fur fightin’ fur me so hawd. And fank you mostly fur lovin’ me. (puts paw to mommy’s face and wipes away the tears) Don’t cwy mommy, even da happy tears cuz me be wight here. And tomowwo we celebwate meez 1 year Blogoversawy. Yous been helpin’ me and Lexi make furiends and hav fun in Blogville fur a whole year now. we sure hope you can all stop by tomowwo to help us celebwate. Meez sure mommy will hav da leaky eyes again. Da happy ones of course.

So till da nex time………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

Mammary Monday

Meowllo evewypawdy and happy purresident’s day. We don’t weally celebwate here and so mommy wuz gunna post hers luv letter to me today but she didn’t want it to get lost in da shuffle of a silly holiday. And then we membewed meez furst Blogoversawy be comin’ up on Wednesday so da day afur wuld be da purrfect time fur mommy to tell da world how much she luvs me. Don’t you agwee? Okay so maybe it’s not da World, but me will be happy anyways. So we fawt today we wuld focus on anudder healff issue suwwoundin’ unaltered cats. Specially since this be Cat Healff mumff. Ifin yous missed any of ow educational posty’s you can enter da word “educational” in da search baw of meez page and find the posty you wuld like to wead.

We want to cover breast cancer today. Altho’ more common in females, it can occur in males also. Breast cancer, or mammary cancer as it is called usually affects older cats between the ages of 10 – 14 years of age. Again, this is not a rule and can occur at anytime. There are a few breeds that are predisposed to mammary cancer, and they are Siamese or tri-colored cats. Another at risk female is one spayed after going through a heat. Whether or not she has had a litter of kittens makes no difference. Typically it is malignant, so all mammary cancer is treated as if it is from the start. No biopsy is performed. Instead surgery is performed and the breast and surrounding glands are removed.

Treatment is most often removal of the mammary gland chain, that means all of them. It’s safer that way as mammary cancer is aggressive and removal of all the glands reduces the risk of it’s return. After removal a sample can then be tested to determine the type and malignancy of the tumor. If malignant there may be follow up treatments of chemotherapy. There is no sure fire way to prevent this dreaded disease, but you can decrease the risk with a simple spay. The prognosis is very guarded as most cats only live a year after being diagnosed. An early catch and aggressive treatment can result in an extra 2-3 years.

Some drugs used in the treatment of miliary dermatitis and some behavioral problems such as Progesterone like medicines can cause mammary cancer. It’s always good to know the side effects of a drug before you give it to your pet. Weigh the benefits to the worst case scenario before proceeding. And as always talk to your vet about all available treatments and options for any problem that arises with your pet. And just as women should be performing breast checks on themselves, you should do the same with your female cat. Remember you know your cat, her behavior, and her body. For most kitties, until there’s a serious disease; only see the Vet once a year. Your self exams may just be the difference between that 1 year and 2-3 years.

We wealize one or more of da fotos may be a little gwaffic, but we wanted to show da actual tumor on an actual cat. Obviously this is not the early stages, but by seein’ it we hope you will understand better what to look for. Early in ow social media time we lost a Facebook furiend to feline bweast cancer. This is a very serious disease. Purrlease Spay//Neuter your pets. Dat will go a long way toward purrventin’ a lot of da diseases dat can affect yous kitties life.

Till da nex time……………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Faynk youz mommy fur awlwayz beezin’ der, and gibbin’ me a grayt life. Faynk ya’ fur kleenin’ up avter me and alwayz gibbin’ me da beztezt. Faynk ya’ fur helpin’ me now dat I’z beez owelder and need medsinz. Faynkz fur beezin’ minez mommy.

OMC Yous never gunna believ it, but weez membered to mention, weez joinin’ up wiff Rascal and Rocco fur da Pet Pawade. They’ve also written a pawsum posty fur Luv yous pet day, you oughtta check it out. Fanks guys, we weally purreciate you and yous cohosts fur da Pet Pawade.

Till da nex time…………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

Deziz World Became Weal

Till da nex time……………….Be Blest!!!

Luv nd Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

With all my Love,

Mommy

So till da nex time………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

Till da nex time……………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi