Well it’s time fur another Blest Sunday. And this ain’t just any blest Sunday either. Nope sure isn’t. It’s Resurrection Sunday, or as most call it, Easter. We like da resurrection Sunday cuz it reminds us what this day is all ‘bout. We don’t celebrate with eggs or bunnies and mommy doesn’t even get chocolates fur herself. Well normally dat is. She found a dollar bag of tootsie rolls at da store da other day and picked ‘em up fur her to eat while me enjoyed me’s purresent from uncle Garth, awnty Mary Beth, Gizmo and da gang.
We are so blest to have so many wunnerful furiends. With all dat be goin’ on in this world we give thanks to God each day fur keepin’ us safe. And we ask Him everyday to keep His hands on and bless our furiends and all their furmilies too. Me just doesn’t unnerstand why some peeps can be so mean and have so little respect fur life. Havin’ experienced furst hand da loss of a dear luvved one, me can tell you dat each moment is purrecious. Me doesn’t wish fur anypawdy to have to go thru what me and mommy are goin’ thru. Mommy sez dat death is a part of life and dat everypawdy will experience it at one time or another. Me just wishes dat these terrorists wasn’t in such a hurry to make their furiends and furmilies and all those furiends and furmilies of da innocents they take with them to go thru this. We’s sendin’ purrayers to all those affected by these senseless acts of violence.
Now, on to somethin’ more pleasant. Me told you dat awnty Mary Beth told mommy to get me somethin’ special from her and da furmily when she went to pick up da catputer. Mommy thought long and hard ‘bout what me needed. And she thought ‘bout how me keeps hangin’ out in da pawdee box room lookin’ fur sissy. Mommy wanted to get somethin’ dat would make me focus me’s attentions else where. So after lookin’ ‘round and purrice checkin’, she found what she thought would be da purrfect gift fur da situation at hand. Mommy decided to get me a pet of me’s very own. Dat’s right, she got me me’s very furst ever Betta fish. He’s a real cutey, but me isn’t quite sure what to make of him. Sis Lexi had several Betta fishes throughout her life and a couple froggies too. But mommy decided one Betta fish was enuff fur us right now. After all we are still lookin’ fur me a new sissy and helper. We sure hope da nice lady from Texas dat called us has some good news in dat depawtment. Me will tell ya’ all ‘bout dat in another posty.
Well, like me sed, fishies aren’t strangers to mommy, but you woulda thought so, cuz she set everythin’ up all backwards. She set up da aquarium and filled it with water and then added me’s fishy befur realizin’ she hadn’t put da rocks down or da plants. So there she was dippin’ out water and usin’ straws to try to place da plants. And using da straw to scoot me’s fishy outta da way so she could pour in some rocks. And Nope, she couldn’t just take da fishy out cuz she furgot to buy a net and he’s a quick little escape artist. Anyways, rocks, plants and fishy in place, mommy stepped back to check it all out. Me jumped up on da table fur a better look see. Oh me cats, he looks so cute. Me can’t wait to have a new sissy to share him with. Mommy sez me has to give him a name cuz we can’t just keep callin’ him “fishy”. So me thought it would be really cool to ask you all to help me name him.
He seems to really like me. Every time me goes over to visit with him he comes right over to where me’s at and flares his little gills. MOL And he really likes his plants. Altho’, he’s not so crazy ‘bout them bein’ planted in da rocks. Fur some reason every time mommy gets them anchored he goes and digs ‘em up again. MOL So mommy finally sed they can just float. After all, da aquarium is his house. He oughtta have da last word on how da decoratin’ goes, right? Fank you so much awnty Mary Beth, uncle Garth, Gizmo and furmily. Me luvs me’s new fishy and aquarium.
We’s just ‘bout got all da fotos loaded on da catputer, so we shoud be by your place fur a visit startin’ tomorrow. We’s purretty far behind right now, but we’ll get caught up soon. We’s missd ya’ll so much. Member to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur da blessings in your life. Me’s gonna enter me and me’s fishy in da Sunday Selfies hosted by da Kitties Blue. Ifin ya’ haven’t linked up, go by and check it out. Have a blest Resurrection/Easter Sunday.







I’m going to ask my mom to get me a pet – maybe a rodent! (he he he!!)
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MOL Me wulda gone fur a rodent too, but dat wulda freaked mommy out too much. MOL
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Congrats on having your own pet fishy!! Happy Easter! Denise & ~Shasta
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Fank you and a blest Easter to you too.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Dezi, we think it is so exciting that you have your very own pet. Your fish is very pretty. We think you should name him Bertie the Betta. Wishing you and Mom Audra a most blessed Easter. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
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How cool that you got a fishie, Dezi! Now you can watch Fish TV! We wish you and your mom a very blessed Easter.
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Happy Easter my sweet friend. XOXO – Bacon
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Fanks Bacon. Me hopes yous Easter was blest.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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How cool you got a fishy pal, I think I’d name him Bobby since he already has a last name…Bobby Beta. Your Mom picked a good one sweet Dezi. Happy Easter from all of us dear friends.
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Fanks Brian. Hope yous Easter was blest.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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We suggest calling the fishy “Dougie”.
That’s a play on words, because the Hebrew word for “fish” is “dag” (pronounced as in the name “Douglas”). And “dagi” means “my fish”.
Mol.
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Dat’s really cool. Fanks.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Your attention is definitely on your new pet. Your mommy is a smart one. And along the line of feeling blessed that you have so many wonderful friends. Well we feel blessed to be friends with you. Sending lotsa pawkisses for a Happy Easter. wag wag wag ❤
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Aaaaaaaaw Ya’ll are so sweet. Fanks fur bein’ our furiends.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Have we ever gotten a pet for our pet? We got Rufus the Red to keep Mickey Mouser company. My husband and I have always wanted a big Maine Coon kitty with extra toes. But Mickey was lonely after Tommie left us for the Bridge, so we only considered personalities – not appearance – when we looked for another cat. Rufus is Mickey’s BFF now, and we couldn’t be happier with him in our family.
Happy Easter!
xxoo
Maggie
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I think I would call your fishy, “Charlie”, Dad has never bought us a pet because once a mousie got in the house, and I’m ashamed to say my sisters and I treated him very badly. Sometimes little Chameleon Lizards get in our house and we hunt them. Dad says he would like to have some hamsters but is concerned that we might frighten them.
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Oh Pete H, me thinks once ya’ll got used to them all would be good. Mommy used to have a hamster and it would get out of it’s cage every night. She never knew how it escaped, but every meownin’ she would find it curled up with Shad on da bed with her. She saw Shad grab it and jump on da bed with her once. She was really careful not to hurt it and then Shad wuld curl up with it and go to sleep.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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