Thanksgiving card with turkey and pumpkins from Nellie

Blessings and Hope: Tis the Season

Published on November 23, 2016 by Service Cats U.S.43 Comments

Meowllo everypawdy, me hopes you are doing well. Furst me wants to say, a meowsy big Fank you to everypawdy who wished me a Happy Gotchaday. Even tho’ it stormed all day long yesfurday, and we couldn’t get on da catputer fur very long, it was a pawsum day. 7 years ago, mommy and sis Lexi were grievin’ da loss of Ransom when she got a call ‘bout a litter of Ragdoll kitties dat had been rescued. Of course mommy couldn’t resist kitties in need and came to see us. Da minute mes little eyes saw her and mes nose got a whiff of her sweet spirit, me knew she was gonna be mes furever mommy. There was no way she could say no, when me dragged mes worm ridden half dead body into her lap and looked into her eyes and purred. She looked back at me with tear filled eyes and said, “You’re my destiny.” Since dat day, we’ve not been apawrt. And mommy even named me Deztinee (she luvs to be different). Me is fankful fur awnty Vonda and her wonderful kitties fur sendin’ me some treats to share with sis Raena. Me is sooooooooooo blest.

Yes, me shared with Raena. Me’s favorite freeze dried chicken breasts.

And guess what else happened yesfurday? Since it was stormin’ and so dark outside, we didn’t even see da UPS man walk up da walk to our ‘pawrtment. So when we heard da knock on da door, we were all quite surprised. Mommy brought da bestest smelling box in da house and then started bawlin’ like a baby. She was cryin’ so hard, she couldn’t even read da gift message under da pull tab. Once she furinally got da box open, we saw da biggest turkey tom lurkey dat was respawnsible fur dat pawsum smell emanating from said box. Dat’s right, A delishus smoked turkey tom lurkey was layin’ right there in dat box. Mommy furinally stopped cryin’ long enuff to see da message under dat pull tab. Fank you soooooooooooooo much Snoops, Kommando Kitty and awnty Cathy. We will now be havin’ a turkey tom lurkey feast fur Fanksgiving tomorrow and a turkey tom lurkey feast fur Christmas fanks to da other pawsum turkey we received last week. We never ‘spected to be so blest and can’t truly express out gratitude. Everypawdy in our house will have full bellies this holiday season. And fur dat, da human language just doesn’t have da words to express how truly grateful we are. Luvving furiends, a luvving home and full bellies, we are so blest.

We weren’t always so blest tho’. And in da midst of our blessings, we’re thinkin’ ‘bout those who are less furtunate than us; and sendin’ our purrayers. We don’t always know who those peeps and anipals might be, but we can purray God sends someone across their path to help them. And speakin’ of those anipals we wanna tell ya’ a little story today.

Can I’s have a bite right now mommy?

Are you gonna tell everypawdy ‘bout Hope sissy?

Yep Raena, me is. When we got our catputer we signed up fur Facebook. Dat was da thing to do back then. And then we discovered kitty pages. OMC There’s a whole world of kitties out there on da innernet. Among those kitties was an adorable little black kitty named Blind Pepe, who had a brofur named Roo. We read Pepe’s story, and fell in luv. Pepe wasn’t born blind, and not bein’ able to see, wasn’t da only purroblem he had. See, some very mean pursson or peeps had tortured Pepe and then left him to die. His brofur Roo had been born with “defective” front arms. Of course these two handsum mancats weren’t actual littermates, but they became brofurs cuz of da amazin’ woman who took them in and nursed them to health and gave them a luvving furever home. We just couldn’t understand how peeps could be so…so…so horrific. Fank catness fur awnty Nora, who stepped in and did everythin’ she could fur these boys. But Pepe and Roo aren’t da only kitties awnty Nora has taken in and saved. She has over 40 kitties, most with major health issues, and a lot who be little black panfurs. Like Tootsie, not a black kitty, but one who has Feline Leukemia and FIV and needs to have some teeth pulled. We all know what woulda happened to her in a shelter.

Blind Pepe. foto courtesy of Blind Pepe

And Hope sissy? What ‘bout Hope?

Roo. foto courtesy of Blind Pepe and Roo

Me’s getting’ to her Raena.

So, anyways, when a young girl and older woman appeared on awnty Nora’s door step last week with da broken, tortured body of a kitten they found but saying they couldn’t afford to help her; awnty Nora once again came to da rescue. Da poor baby had been kicked in da face. Unlike me, when me looked into mommys eyes and she looked into mines, poor Hope couldn’t. Dat’s right, her eyes were a mess, one no doubt beyond saving. After a trip to da VET, Hope was determined to be ‘bout 9 weeks old. What kind of purrson does this to a helpless kitty??? Why would someone do this??? Our heats just broke looking at sweet little Hope, clinging to life and relying on da kindness of a species who had tortured her and no doubt left her fur dead. This sweet little Tortie Hope, couldn’t know it right then, but like me, she had just hit da jackpot.

Hope after being cleaned up at the VET.

Awnty Nora wouldn’t abandon her, and would do whatever it takes to make her better. Hope will know luv and kindness. She’ll know a full belly and soft place to sleep. She’ll never have to fear being hurt, tortured or abused ever again!!! But as many of you know, one sick kitty can drain a bank account quickly. Even knowing this, awnty Nora wouldn’t, couldn’t say no. But with many kitties who have special needs, awnty Nora could really use some help payin’ da VET bills fur Hope. Hope is havin’ surgery to remove her eye on December da 9th at da Pond Creek Vet. We know it’s da holidays. We know money is tight. We know there are lots of kitties in need. But we’re askin’ just da same. We know awnty Nora and we know Hope is now safe and luvved.

Unfurtunately, luv doesn’t pay da bills and they’re gonna need ‘bout $2,000.00. So ifin you can spare anything, even just a dollar, purrlease help Hope. You can donate directly to da VET by calling (580)532-4900 and giving under da name: Jack or Nora Haugh. You can donate free (no fees if you click to give to friends or family) by giving directly to awnty Nora’s paypal at: ellenorahaugh@yahoo.com dat’s ellenorahaugh(at)yahoo(dot)com, or by clicking here fur da GoFundMe fundraiser. Remember, no gift is too small. And purrlease, purray and share. As you all know, we don’t do things like this very offen, but we just can’t let Hope down. Tis da season after all. And as you all know, we don’t have money ourselves. But we have been so blest, dat me shared me’s Gotchaday gift with Hope. It’s da least we could do considerin’ da blessings we have received.

Oh sissy, I’s sure is purrayin’ dat Hope gets da help she needs. I’s know awnty Nora’s gonna make sure she’s a happy kitty and has a great life from here on out.

Me too Raena, me too. We’re gonna wrap it up now, and get ready fur Fanksgivin’. We have so much to be fankful fur. Tune in Blest sunday to see how our feast went. We’re purrayin’ fur safe travels and many blessings fur all of our furiends. And fur all those less furtunate than us, come on by, we’ll share. Kidding aside, we purray fur those peeps and anipals every day just as we purray fur our furiends. See ya’ after T-Day.

Till da next time……………………………………………..Be Blest!!!

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Raena: Navy Blue

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Service Cats: Round and Round We Go, Where We’ll Stop…

Published on November 21, 2016 by Service Cats U.S.69 Comments

Welcome one and all, it’s Service Cat Monday. We know you’re all wondering ifin we got any questions or are we gonna tell another training story. Well, we didn’t get any questions, so we will be tellin’ another story ‘bout mes wheelchair training. Now a lot of you got a little giggle or laff from our last posty. Dat’s okay. Have yourself a big ole belly laff on us. It’s actually on me, but me doesn’t mind. Mommy says trainin’ is serious business, but:

Ifin ya’ can’t have a little fun with it, then kitty will quickly get bored and lose interest.
You never know exactly what kitty’s gonna do when trying to train them to do something totally foreign to them.
Most kitties are afraid of moving chairs initially, so whatever their initial reaction, you can be assured it’s gonna be funny.
And lastly, ifin ya’ can’t laff at yourself, then…well, so go on and have a laff on me.

As with all our educational postys da following will be written in human English. No kitty is ever harmed during wheelchair training. Ifin you’ve missed any of da posts in this series, you can ketch up by clicking on da links at da bottom of this posty.

Young Dezi standing on whaeelchair arm with Lexi laying beside her — You can see the footrest folded up at the bottom front right of this photo

Let’s first take another look at the wheelchair itself. There is a foot rest between the front wheels that sticks out further than anything else on the chair except the actual wheels. So when the chair hits anything, it’s actually the wheels, foot rest and mommys large ski sized feet that are in danger of getting banged up. This foot rest is made of metal, thus the main reason mommy attaches “bumper pads” foam pieces. Me wasn’t the first kitty mommy trained to drive the wheelchair, so she had already learned us kitties can’t drive using our paws. The joystick controller is pretty touchy and doesn’t take much pressure to move. When pushed forward, the chair goes forward, back, the chair goes back and left or right, to the left or right respectively. Anyways, like me said, mommy learned real quick that kitties can’t drive with their paws. So that led to our current method of mouth on joystick.

So, if you read last weeks post, you know mes first session was not very successful. But remember, training is all about repetition. So if at first you don’t succeed, then try, try again. And remember, that repetition must occur daily. Once training has begun, you can’t let a day go by that you don’t spend at least 15 minutes training the specific task. You may train more than 1 task a day, but they must be divided up into different training sessions. For most peeps, one task a day is enough. Another thing we didn’t say before is that you should never begin training tasks above and beyond normal kitty behavior until kitty knows and responds to their name. Mommy doesn’t allow anyone to call us “kitty kitty”. Mommys’ case manager has a really tough time with this one, and in response, we ignore her. We just don’t know who she’s talking too.

Anyways, mes first session was a bust. So the next day, mommy started all over again. Wheelchair positioned in the bedroom up against the bed facing the bathroom and the speed setting on low. Yep, a straight shot. All she had to get me to do is put mes mouth on the joystick and push forward. Easy peasy right? Well if you’ve ever trained a kitty, or any animal for that matter, you’d know nothing is ever that easy peasy. None the less, mommy sat down and began to call me. Of course me was already sitting at the bedroom door watching what mommy was doing. So me trotted over and rubbed against her overhanging toes, and she reached down and picked me up. Once on her lap, mommy began to pet me and coo about how smart me was and how much she loved me. Full on purr going, mommy positioned me onto her right leg with mes front paws on the right arm of the chair. All the while mommy was quietly and calmly telling me what to do next.

Mommy gently pushed mes head over to the joystick while holding me securely with her other hand. She then began to scritch mes chin till mes mouth opened. She then gently pushed mes mouth onto the joystick and said, “bite”. Me bit down and then started chewing at the joystick. Yep, me was a little over stimulated. So we sat there for a bit till me calmed down. No additional petting during this time, however mommy did continue to coo at me about how proud of me she was. When me finally calmed a bit, mommy started over. She repositioned me onto her right leg, front paws on the right arm and head over the control panel. No chin scritches needed, me automatically opened mes mouth and bit down on the joystick. Me could feel mommys energy and knew she was happy and proud of me.

She then gently pushed mes head forward. And…Nothing. We didn’t move an inch. Yep, while me was calming down, the wheelchair had turned itself off. It’s a battery saving thing the chair does. If there’s no activity for a couple of minutes, the chair will automatically turn off. Mes mouth was still on the joystick, so mommy couldn’t really see through mes head when she reached over with the other hand to turn the chair back on. She fumbled around feeling the buttons on the control panel and thinking she had landed on the power button, she pressed down. instead of the chair being powered up, she honked the horn. Me looked back at mommy who was still feeling around on the control panel. Finally getting the chair turned on, mommy positioned mes head again with one hand and held me on her lap with the other. She gently pushed mes head forward and…Nothing. The chair couldn’t move on the carpet on its lowest setting.

So, mommy felt around again for the speed button and finally gave it a push. By now, me thinks we’re playing a game, and me started pawing at mommys’ hand. Mommy patiently told me to stop and to “bite” the joystick again. Mommy then gently pushed mes head forward again. WooHoo We were on the move. Me could feel mommys’ excitement and me got so excited that me turned mes head to look at mommy while still biting the joystick. Remember me telling you earlier that whatever direction the joystick is pointed in is the direction the chair would go? Well we turned to the left and just kept turning. Round and Round we went in circles till all we could see was a spinning room. Yep, when me pawed at mommys’ hand earlier, me, or maybe mommy actually hit the speed button a few more times. Knowing this wasn’t what we were supposed to be doing, and because me was getting dizzy, me turned mes head forward again, and BOOM!!! Where’d that dresser come from, me questioned. Least that’s what mommy said the look on mes face said.

Hmmmmmmm Me had never seen the top of the dresser before. Look’it all those cool things me could play with. You guessed it, me jumped outta mommys lap and right onto the dresser hitting the joystick once again, and slamming the chair into the dresser once more. Yeah, there’s a reason me had never seen the top of the dresser before, it’s off limits to kitties. Mommy hollered for me to come back, but it was too late. Me was off and running. Me pushed an old jewelry box onto the floor and was off to investigate. Another training session over. Mommy says you have to know when to stop. If kittys’ attention isn’t focused on the task at hand, continuing to push will be fruitless. Sis Lexi joined me from her observation spot down the hall, in mes investigation.

When’s it gonna be mines turn to drive? I’s can already turn da chair on.

Well, me’s gonna wrap it up fur now. By now sis Lexi, had probably figgered she would never get any help. Me knows this, cuz now me’s in her pawsition and wonderin’ ifin Raena’s ever gonna calm down enuff fur mommy to train her on da wheelchair. Believe it or not, me does eventually learn to drive da wheelchair, but it wasn’t overnight or without much patience and a few bruises on mommys pawrt. So, stay tuned and lessen we get anymore training questions ‘tween now and next week, me will tell another of mes wheelchair training stories. In da meantime, don’t furget mes Gotchaday tomorrow and check out da pawsum Fanksgivin’ card Nellie made fur us. We’re wishing you all a pawsumly Blest Fanksgivin’.

Till da next time………………………………..Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Service Cats Series

What to Look For Training Foundations Train Kitty to Massage

Smelling Disease Do You Need One Who Bears the Cost

Housing Laws and Exceptions Accommodations and Common Sense

When the Handler Dies Proper Training Methods Pt. 1 & Pt. 2

Easiest Task to Train Getting Kitty Ready for an Outing

Discipline: Stop Countersurfing Kitty Internal Disputes

Calling Emergency Help Just What Is Kitty Capable Of

Shad: Original Service Cat Harness or Vest Leash or Stroller

Dezi, the Wheelchair and the Chest

Blest Sunday: The Blessings Just Don’t Stop

Published on November 20, 2016 by Service Cats U.S.43 Comments

Raena, can you believe how blest we’ve been this month? It’s like da blessings just don’t stop.

Are you talkin’ ‘bout dat big box dat came this past week sissy?

Yep Raena, and da green papers to help mommy out and fur her to get some groceries, and her coffee, and mes birthday purresent.

Don’t furget your Gotchaday purresent sissy.

Me was getting’ to dat Raena. As most everypawdy knows, Fanksgiving is comin’ up quick. We don’t talk much ‘bout what groceries and foods mommy buys fur herself, cuz she really can’t afford very much, and often goes without. Mommy always says, so long as me and you have foods and litter and anythin’ else we need, then she’s happy. Mommy says she’s eaten more this month than she has all year. Anyways, as far as holiday meals go, it’s mostly like any other day ‘round here. Most of da time, mommy doesn’t have anythin’ to eat. She does try to buy us a special can of noms or treats, but dat’s ‘bout it. Mommy says it’s no big deal, she’s used to it, and just happy dat we are healthy and enjoy our special treat.

So anyways, da mailman came walkin’ up to da door da other day with a big ole heavy box. Inside was da biggest mostest gawjus smoked turkey tom lurkey fur mommy and us to share. As ifin dat wasn’t enuff, we got an email and awnty Vonda and her amazin’ 17 kitty cats sent us some green papers with instructions to get me a Gotchaday gift and buy some fixin’s fur our Fanksgivin’ dinner. Well you know mommy was a blubberin’ mess. They were happy tears, but me thought she might not ever stop. Mommy was cryin’ so hard she even had to wait a day to send our pawsum furiends, awnties and uncles a fank you email cuz she couldn’t see da catputer. And me’s been bustin’ at da seams waitin’ fur Blest Sunday to tell everypawdy and say a meowsy big, no Huge, Fank You. Raena’s furst Fanksgivin’ is gonna be complete with a real live, dead turkey tom lurkey.

I’s know you ‘splained what this Fanksgivin’ thing is sissy, but I’s can’t wait fur it to actually get here. I’s can’t wait to sink mines teefies into dat turkey tom lurkey. ‘Specially since you said turkey tom lurkey is even better than chicken, includin’ our favorite freeze dried chicken breast treats. I’s wanna add mines meowsy huge Fanky Fanks to yours and mommys.

Well Raena, ya’ won’t have to wait much longer. Mommy went to da grocery store last night and got some taters and dinner rolls, and pie fixins’. We’re gonna have a feast. But ya’ know what? even ifin all this hadn’t happened, we still woulda been blest and had a pawsum Fanksgivin’. Ya’ know why Raena?

Cuz we have a safe warm furever home with a mommy who luvs us more than anythin’. And cuz, we have da bestest furiends in da universe. Right sissy?

Dat’s right Raena. We’re blest each and every day. We have da mostest amazin’ furiends ever. We’re all blest. We have furever homes full of luv. But latlely, me’s really been thinkin’ ‘bout all those kitties livin’ outside. Da weather’s been turnin’ colder and even some of our birdies are flyin’ a little further South. We have some amazing furiends who take care of da feral and stray kitties in their area all year ‘round. And we can’t fank ya’ll enuff. We know those kitties are grateful fur ya’ even ifin they run away when you get too close. But fur every kitty dat has a care taker, there are lots of kitties who don’t. So we encourage everypawdy to look around and ifin ya’ spot a kitty who looks homeless, put out some noms. Maybe build them a shelter so they can get outta da weather. Check with da shelters and rescues in your area to see ifin there’s someone who can help or a TNR purrogram in your area.

Dat Alley Cat Allies website has a wealth of infurmation fur peeps.

Dat’s right Raena. Everypawdy can help, even ifin ya’ don’t have green papers. Shelters and rescues are always in need of volunteers, and you might even have some things ‘round your house you could donate. As we all get wrapped up in celebratin’ da holidays, let’s not furget those who don’t have da blessings we do. And take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur da blessings in your life. We thank you all fur being blessings in our lives and we send purrayers fur your health and happiness today and every day.

And don’t furget Sunday Selfies with da Kitties Blue. Mommy says she has some cleanin’ to do, so we’ll be ’round to visit as soon as we can.

Till da next time…………………………………………..Be Blest!!!

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Raena: Navy Blue

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Raena Answers the Question: What Is A Ragdoll Cat

Published on November 18, 2016 by Service Cats U.S.37 Comments

Hey, are ya’ll out there? Anypawdy? It’s me RaenaBelle. Most of ya’ have been here since befur I was born, and so ya’ ‘member dat I was rescued from a very uncertain future and a really bad place. I’s been here long enuff now to know dat mommy wholeheartedly supports animal rescue and adoptions. There are so many kitties, and doggies too dat need luvvin’ furever homes. Now I’s not furgettin’ all you other anipals, but let’s face it, shelters are mainly full up with cats and dogs. Most of ya’ ‘member mommy and sis Dezi’s search fur a new Service Kitty in Training after Lexi went to heaven (whispers: God rest her). Most of ya’ ‘member dat they kept hittin’ purrverbial brick walls every time they tried to adopt a “rescue” kitty. And most of ya’ ‘member how torn mommy was when she found me at a bakyard breeder. Mines “fee” was da same or lower than most shelters and “rescue organizations” in da area. But lots of peeps didn’t/don’t consider me a rescue kitty.

I’s ask mommy to look up da definition of rescue and here’s what da Webster dictionary says: An act of saving or being saved from danger or distress. To deliver, redeem, ransom, reclaim, save mean to set free from confinement or danger. Well, let me tell ya’, mommy fur sure rescued me. I was born in a cage and had never been allowed outta dat cage. I was sick cuz of da conditions of da house and too many other animals who weren’t purropurrly cared fur. Mines future was uncertain till mommy saved me. We’ve had a lot of peeps ask exactly what is a Ragdoll. So I’s ask mommy ifin we could do some ‘splainin’ ‘bout da breed and a little ‘bout what goes on with these backyard breeders.

History of the Ragdoll

Let’s go back and give ya’ da history of da Ragdoll breed. In 1960, a non-pedigreed white Persian/Angora type kitty named Josephine had a litter of kitties sired by several unknown male Burmese/Birman like cats. One of these males had the colorpoints associated with da Siamese cat. Josephine later produced a litter of very docile, placid tempurrment, affectionate and a tendency to go limp and relaxed when picked up kitties. When a subsequent litter was born with these identical traits, Ann Baker purchased several kittens from Josephines owner and set out to create what is now known as the Ragdoll breed. Blackie, an all black Burmese like male, and Daddy Warbucks a Seal point with white feet male were among da furst litters born. Daddy Warbucks sired the founding bi-color female, Fugianna. And Blackie sired Buckwheat, a dark brown/black Burmese like famale. Fugianna and Buckwheat were both daughters of Josephine. All Ragdolls today are descendants from Ann Baker’s cats through the matings of Daddy Warbucks to Fugianna and Buckwheat. Other breeders were added and da breed grew.

The Temperament of the Ragdoll

Ragdolls are docile, calm and floppy in nature. These traits are attributed to da Persian and Birman breeds that were a pawrt of da foundation of da breed. Da breed standard states: The Ragdoll is affectionate, intelligent, relaxed in temperament, gentle and an easy to handle lap cat. They are often known as “puppy-cats”. They are easily trained, and appear to enjoy performing tricks or in our case, Service Cat tasks.

Physical Characteristics

Now let’s talk ‘bout those pesky physical characteristics. We call them pesky, cuz some peeps are more concerned with da appearance of a kitty than da purrsonality. Dat’s why black cats have such a hard time gettin’ adopted. Anyways, da Ragdoll is one of da largest breed of cats with a sturdy body, large frame and proportionate legs. Males are generally larger than the females. We did note while researchin’ fur this dat Ragdolls are being bred smaller these days; with weights being stated as somewhere between 8 to 20 pounds. We purrsonally have not seen any of those smaller Ragdolls. The color point gene is responsible for the blue eye color of the Ragdoll cats. Ragdolls have a plush medium length coat consisting of long guard hairs and no undercoat.

Ragdolls come in 6 different colors: Red, Seal, Chocolate and da corresponding “dilutes”, including blue, lilac and cream. This also includes da tortie in all colors including da 3 patterns. With full coloring occurring around 3 – 4 years of age. The 4 different Ragdoll Patterns are:

Pointed: One color darkening at the extremities
Mitted: Same as pointed but with white paws and abdomen. With or without a blaze, but must have a “belly stripe” (White chin with white extending from the chin to the genitals).
High Mitted Bi-Color: Same as mitted, with white chest, paws and abdomen. White V mark on the face, and color can be red, blue, seal, chocolate and cream.
Bi-Color: White legs, White inverted V on the face, white abdomen and sometimes white patches on the back. (Excessive amounts of white or “high white” on a Bi-Color is known as the Van pattern. The Van pattern is Rare).
Lynx: A varient of the above types and having the Tabby markings.

Inbreeding in Ragdolls is/was very high due to the very limited number of foundation cats. A lot of breeders continued to cross breed “foundation cats” to Persians, Birman and Burmese in an attempt to broaden the gene pool. In the 80’s the CFA determined there were sufficient foundations and no longer accepts for registration any cross bred Ragdolls. That means only litters born of two registered Ragdoll parents are allowed for registration. So inbreeding is still very high among the breed. However, Backyard breeders still practice cross breeding today. As far as health goes, Ragdolls have a significantly higher risk of developing and/or dying from urinary problems. We are also at risk for Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy a genetic disease that can cause sudden death. A DNA test was developed in 2007 to identify the gene that causes HCM in Ragdolls, however it is costly, so not all breeders, especially backyard breeders, test for this. Otherwise we are fairly robust, low maintenance kitties.

Now we’ll get back to da rescuin’ of me. We do know dat I’s da product of 2 Ragdoll pawrents, same as sis Dezi. However, since I’s came from a backyard breeder, no testing was purrformed on mines pawrents fur HCM. And we can’t know da lineage of mines pawrents. However, I’s have an eye issue dat be purrevalent in Persians (stay tuned, we have a review comin’ up fur a great purroduct fur this). This could be da result of a latent Persian gene or cuz one of mines pawrents pawrents was a Persian. Either way, it makes no difference to mommy, cuz she luvs me and will take care of me furever. Dat’s what she purromissed when she rescued me from dat urine stenched, dank dungeon cage. Did I’s come from a shelter or rescue organization? No. Bit I’s was rescued just da same. Altho’ mommy was torn in da beginning, once she saw da conditions I’s was born into and living in and she saw mines face, she’s never looked back. She knows I was meant to be here with her and sis Dezi. And I’s so grateful she made dat call. And fur anypawdy wonderin’, sis Dezi is a Seal Lynx Point. At this time, I’s still a little young to call, but I’s fur sure a Bi-Color Van. Mommy says, I’s’ll purrobably be a Chocolate, but we’ll have to wait a little longer to say fur certain.

I’s gonna wrap it up now and see ‘bout getting’ some treats. I’s do wanna add, dat while we was writin’ this posty, da manager came knockin’ on our door to let us know our neighbor died last night. No, we weren’t close to her and we didn’t know she was “that sick”. She was tellin’ peeps she was gonna have a surgery and actin’ like it was nuffin’. Never da less, she was a mother, sisfur, daughter, awnty and neice to somepawdy, so ifin ya’ wouldn’t mind just sayin’ a purrayer fur her furmily dat would be nice. We’re joinin’ Rascal and Rocco fur da weekly Pet Parade. Go by and check it out.

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Yes, me shared with Raena. Me’s favorite freeze dried chicken breasts.

Can I’s have a bite right now mommy?

Are you gonna tell everypawdy ‘bout Hope sissy?

Blind Pepe. foto courtesy of Blind Pepe

And Hope sissy? What ‘bout Hope?

Roo. foto courtesy of Blind Pepe and Roo

Me’s getting’ to her Raena.

Hope after being cleaned up at the VET.

Oh sissy, I’s sure is purrayin’ dat Hope gets da help she needs. I’s know awnty Nora’s gonna make sure she’s a happy kitty and has a great life from here on out.

Till da next time……………………………………………..Be Blest!!!

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Raena: Navy Blue

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Ifin ya’ can’t have a little fun with it, then kitty will quickly get bored and lose interest.

You never know exactly what kitty’s gonna do when trying to train them to do something totally foreign to them.

Most kitties are afraid of moving chairs initially, so whatever their initial reaction, you can be assured it’s gonna be funny.

And lastly, ifin ya’ can’t laff at yourself, then…well, so go on and have a laff on me.

As with all our educational postys da following will be written in human English. No kitty is ever harmed during wheelchair training. Ifin you’ve missed any of da posts in this series, you can ketch up by clicking on da links at da bottom of this posty.