Month: July 2016
Blest Sunday Surprise
Meowllo and welcome to a very Blest Sunday. Of course every Sunday is very blest to us, but mommy’s so happy and purroud today dat she said this isn’t just any Blest Sunday. Now you all know dat we feel so blest to have all of you in our lives. We could have never ‘magined havin’ so many wonderful furiends. Thank you sooooooo much fur bein’ you. Me knows, you want me to get to da mommy happy and purroud pawrt don’t ya’?
Well as ya’ know this is Independence Day weekend here in da U.S.. And Americans just can’t help but wanna set off fireworks, even tho’ they be illegal within da city/town limits. And of course da town has to have a big celebration where they set off huge fireworks dat make a lot of noise. As most of ya’ know from years past, me takes this oppurrtunity to hide under anywhere me can get to. It makes mommy sad dat me does this, but it’s just da way it is. Well this is Raena’s furst year fur fireworks, and mommy had no idea how she would handle it. Of course mommy hopes dat Raena will ignore things like firewoks and thunder storms and all loud scary noises. Well, on furiday night da neighbors set off a few dat sounded mostly like a car backfire, so to mommy’s surprise me ignored them and so did Raena. But last night was da real test.
Yep, last night da town put on it’s big fireworks show. We live a couple miles from da place they set them off, but they were loud enuff fur us to hear them through da closed doors and windows. And da flashes of colored lights could be seen through our mini blinds. When they started da show Raena had been sleepin’ up on da cat tree and me had been getting a drink from da fountain on da bathroom vanity. One loud boom. Two loud booms and Raena’s head pawpped up. Mommy held her breath as she told Raena dat everythin’ was alright. Third loud boom and…Raena put her head back down and went to sleep. Mommy let out dat breath she was holdin’ and suddenly me appeared. Mommy took another deep breath and held it. Me peeked ‘round da corner of da table sittin’ by her chair and then up at Raena. Fourth big boom and me held me’s ground all da while starin’ at Raena. Hmmmmmmm She ain’t payin’ any attention to dat noise me thought. And, she seems just fine. So me went over to mommy fur a little luvvin’ and to let her know she could breathe again. And then me settled in and started playin’. Yep, sure ‘nuff, me played ‘stead of hidin’ out fur da whole hour of noisy fireworks. Mommy is sooooooo purroud of me…and Raena too of course.
But, it didn’t stop there. Later last night, we had a thunderstorm. Yep, all dat gun powder shot in da skies caused it to rain. Mommy says dat’s not why, but you can’t prove it by me. Anyways, we had a big ole thunderstorm, and Raena and me both slept right through it. Mommy’s so purroud and happy today dat we both got treats befur brekky. Treats befur brekky!!! We never get treats befur brekky, but we did this meownin’.
Don’t furget how well I take mines medicine sis Dezi.
Uh, yeah, thanks fur remindin’ me Raena. As you can see in da fotos, Raena’s eyes and nose are still givin’ her some purroblems, so she’s takin’ this yucky sticky medicine to clear it up; and mommy says dat Raena’s a real champ and takes her medicine without any fights or arguments. So it’s a very Blest Sunday indeed. And we wanna fank awnty Anonymous fur da green papers to pay fur Raena’s VET visit. Mommy believes all kittens, puppies and other baby animals should get their baby core vaccinations. Beyond dat, is up to you and your VET and maybe da law. So dat means we have recurring visits fur Raena every 3 weeks. She has 2 more visits befur she’ll be thru, and then she’ll need a spay around October when she’s 6 months old. Mommy doesn’t like to do them any younger.
Anyways, me’s gonna wrap it up fur today. We wanna pawlogize fur not commentin’ much this weekend. Mommy’s had a really bad pain in her lower back dat sends a sharp shooting pain thru her body everytime she leans furward to type. So we’s been visitin’ and readin’, we just didn’t do much commentin’. Hopefully she’ll feel better soon. We’s joinin’ da Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. Sis Raena got a few lap selfies as you can see, so she wanted to join up and show off. Me’s selfie was taken last night after da fireworks. Me’s chillaxin’ and doesn’t have a care in da world. ‘Member to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur da many blessings in your life.
Have you heard any fireworks in your area yet?
Are you brave or a hider?
Do you like to watch the fireworks displays?
Till da next time……………………………….Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Dezi and RaenaBelle
June Is Finally Over
WooHoo!!! It’s finally Furiday!!!
What does dat mean sis Dezi?
It means it’s da end of da week and da start of da weekend Raena.
I still don’t know why you’re so excited sissy?.
(Dezi feeling a little perturbed looks over at Raena)
Cuz Raena, humans really luv weekends. Anyways, it doesn’t matter why, just be x’cited okay?!
WooHoo sissy, WooHoo!!! (Raena says while wiping her paw across her face making sure no breakfast remains on her face fur)
So, da manager was finally back in da office and mommy was able to turn in our lease recert. papers. But nuffin’ with this lady is ever dat easy. So what shoulda taken all of 2 minutes max, had mommy tied up fur almost an hour. And no, we haven’t signed da lease yet. She puts these sticky notes all over everythin’ dat says must be faxed to da office ( all proof of type papers). So mommy had to be sneaky with Social Security in order to have them fax her proof of income to da office back in May. Well yesfurday da manager says, she never got dat letter and can’t send our recert papers in till she gets it. Oh and da letter Social Security sends out every year dat says how much mommy’s gonna make each month isn’t good enuff, they have to have da one S.S. sends out now; so our recert papers aren’t complete.
Once they are, da manager will fax all dat paperwork off to da home office and they go over it and decide how much rent we pay and send it back here fur mommy to sign. In da meantime, da manager comes down today and gives mommy a 30 day notice dat our rent will increase to $572.00 next month. Hmmft, Mommy doesn’t even make dat much money a month, and da manager knows she’ll be gettin’ da letter from Social Security in a few days. ‘Course then she calls mommy from da office and asks fur da rent cuz she’s gonna go outta town till da 11th and wants to depawsit da check befur she leaves. Well we get paid on da 3rd. Usuallly ifin it’s on a holiday or da weekend, we get paid da Furiday befur. Dat’s usually, but there’s always da exception, so mommy is always sure to check befur payin’ anythin’ to make sure, cuz we can’t afford any fees. So, any purrayers you can spare dat our rent doesn’t go up and da rest of this mess goes smoothly would fur sure be purreciated.
As most of ya’ know da manager doesn’t like mommy and has a doggy dat she lets run wild. Even tho’ there are leash laws and da lease says all pets must be on a leash. And da law even came out and gave her a warnin’ ‘bout leashin’ her dog and not tyin’ him/her out or lettin’ him/her roam freely. But she’s one of those peeps dat thinks da law and rules don’t apply to her, so she didn’t pay attention. Well, while she held mommy captive turnin’ in our recert. papers; she told mommy dat a coyote came ‘round da other meownin’ and got Molly while she was standin’ there watchin’. At da time we didn’t know who Molly was, but come to find out Molly is da managers dog. Well let me tell you, da lack of emotion makes mommy wonder how much of dat is true. Not dat we don’t have coyotes and other wildlife dat could easily take out any of da “pets” dat reside here. It’s just dat da whole complex woulda known da minute it happened ifin it had been one of us. And mommy would be a mess; and there would be a dead coyote or dead mommy one. Da manager was so matter of fact, you’d’a thought it was somethin’ she saw on teevee elebenty billion years ago.
Oh yeah, me almost furgot. Da hospital finally kicked Mr. W out and he came back home yesfurday. So mommy’s all ours again. No more trekkin’ up to play with and feed Buddy twice a day. Me’s thinkin’ we oughtta have a pawrty. But did Mr. W offur to pay mommy anythin’ fur da last 2 months she’s spent takin’ care of Buddy, checkin’ his mail, and getting’ his bills and checkbook to him at da hospital? Nope, not a dime. Even tho’ mommy kept tellin’ him he would have to pay anypawdy else and mommy gave Buddy special canned noms he never gets lessen she’s carin’ fur him. But, he did hire somepawdy to come clean his ‘pawrtment a couple times. We know cuz mommy had to let them in. Anyways, mommy told him, never again. He took advantage of her good will and luv of animals, and she just said next time he’d just have to fork over cash cuz her good will has dried up. MOL
Whew, Dat’s a lot goin’ on. No wonder mommy has purrsonal summers. Me’s a little hot under da purrverbeal collar meself. MOL Well bein’ Furiday dat means it’s also time fur da Pet Parade with Rascal and Rocco and all those super co hosts. This is also Independence Day weekend here in da States. Since da 4th is on Monday dat means most of da fireworks will occur over da weekend. ‘Member to keep your pets inside durin’ this time and purrvide them a quiet place to escape all da festivities ifin they want. Booze ain’t on da approved drinkin’ list of your furries, so keep all dat to yourself and make sure any pawrty foods are appropriate. Or better yet, give your furry their own treats and foods along with purrlenty of fresh water. And purrlease, Don’t drink and drive or play with combustables (fireworks). How’d ya’ like me’s use of da big word there? Purretty good huh?
Me’s gonna wrap it up now and see ‘bout getting’ me some nip. Come on Raena, mommy purromissed to take us fly fishin’ and get some fotos to enter in our Pawlympics event. Don’t furget to send us your “Fly Fishin” fotos. Check out our Pawlympics posty here fur details and da link fur all da Pawlympics events. There are some great ones.
Check me out. I’s got da moves, huh?
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