We’re Versatile Bloggers

Hey Raena, did you see all dat spawrkly stuffs on da grass this meownin’?

 Dezi and Raena on the Liberty Tree looking at each other

       I’s sure did sissy. What was dat?

 

 

Well Raena, mommy calls it frost, but me calls it pre ice. Looks like da beginnin’ of winter is here.

 

 

       Is dat why we have shadows on da pawdee box room walls now?

 

 

Shadows? Oh you mean da ones dat happen cuz of da heat lamp mommy turns on when it’s cold. Anyways, it’s bloggy time Raena, and we were given an award last week dat we wanna show off today. Purrseidon nominated us fur da Versatile Blogger Award.

 Versatile Blogger Award

       Bet’cha it’s cuz we’re all over da place sissy.

 

What on earth are you talkin’ ‘bout Raena?

 

       Well you know, we cover a lot of different topics here. Da only thing consistent ‘bout our bloggy is our Blest Sunday postys and dat we’re purretty much always upbeat. 

 Dezi and Raena on Liberty Tree looking at each other

Well Raena, you might be right. Whatever da reason, we are very honored to have been nominated. Da rules state dat we must fank and link back to da purrson/kitty dat nominated us. Fanks Purr, we linked above. Second, we’re to show da award on our bloggy and tell 7 things ‘bout ourselves. Da last rule is to nominate and link to 15 other worthy bloggers, and let them know. It’s kinda hard to come up with seven things to tell ya’ll, cuz we purretty much tell ya’ ‘bout everythin’ as it happens. So, let me think a minute.

       Hey sissy, why don’t you tell… 

Me said let me think a minute Raena. Dat means you’re not supposed to talk and distract me. But dat leads me to da furst thing me could tell ya’ll.

 Dezi and Raena play

1. Raena is a huge pest. She is all kitten all da time. And me likes to hiss at her when mommy’s watchin’ so me can get her in trouble and get extra luvvin’. But when mommy’s not watchin’ me really does like to play with her. Mommy says we are sooooo funny at night when it’s bed time. After we say our purrayers, we like to play a short game of catch and chase befur turnin’ in. Mommy says she offen lays there wishin’ she had ‘membered to bring da camera to bed with us.

2. Most of ya’ already know mommy be a singer and musician, but what ya’ might not know is dat no matter what be goin’ on or how scared me may be, when she starts singin’ to me, me will always come runnin’ to her.

       Me too sissy. I’s soooooo luv it when mommy sings special songs to us. She was writin’ one just last night.

3. She sure was sissy Raena. Which brings me to fact number three. As ya’ know we don’t have much money. Long ago when mommy worked she always tried to adopt an angel at Christmas. Well, we can’t afford to do those things anymore, so every year mommy packs one of us kitties up and off to da nursin’ home we go. We sing carols and visit with those dat might not have anypawdy else. Mommy says Raena’s gonna get to go this year.

Raena in stroller

       Really sissy? I’s gonna get to go visitin’?

 

 

Yes Raena. Quit inneruptin’ me.

4. Our bloggy is upbeat and we are and do feel blest everyday. Dat doesn’t mean dat we don’t have any purroblems or go thru rough times. We just choose to try to see da bright side of every situation. It’s not always easy, but there’s purrlenty of bad in da world without us addin’ to it.

 

 

       Can I’s tell a fact sissy? (looks at Dezi, and Dezi nods)

       5. Wellness sent us some chicken treats called Kittles a little while back, and I’s luvs ‘em.

 Raena hiding behind kitchen towel

 It ain’t da fridge, but I’s in everythin’ all da time.

 

 

 

       6. When mommy’s in da kitchen fur whatever reason, I’s like to lay right in front of da ‘fridgerator. Yep, even ifin mommy needs in it. It really furustrates mommy sometimes, cuz I’s won’t move even when she opens da door. I’s just suck it in and flatten out so da door won’t hit me.

        7. Our last fact dat ya’ll might not know, is dat mommy be an ordained Christian minister.

 

 

One thing Raena? You just kinda took over didn’t ya’?.

 

 

       I’s knew you wouldn’t mind sissy. Right?

 

 

Yeah, dat’s right. Peeps are just as curious ‘bout you and of course mommy as they are me. Anyways, those are our 7 facts ‘bout us. Me coulda mentioned dat mes Gotchaday is next Tuesday da 22nd. A lot of ya’ know dat me be a Cat Scout. Each month we celebrate Birthdays and Gotchadays fur all those scouts born or gotted durin’ dat month. Those pawrties always have a theme, and this year it was turkey lurkey. Me thought ya’ll might enjoy seein’ just how crazy we can get. Check out da fotos below.

 Dezi as a dancing turkey

 Raena as a dancing turkey

       I’s not a Cat Scout yet, but fank you sissy fur havin’ a turkey dance with me at home. Now, are we gonna nominate those bloggers sissy?

 Raena sleeps in the house of the Liberty Cat Tree

 All dat dancin’ made me tired.

 

 

Me hates this pawrt of awards Raena. Me thinks anypawdy who puts out postys fur all of us to read are deservin’. Puttin’ out posts on a regular basis isn’t always an easy task. It sometimes opens ya’ up fur all kinds of criticisms and unwated attention. We are very blest to have far more furiends than hooligans and spammers. We also think dat those who post regularly, are versatile. Ya’ have to be, or you’d run outta things to write ‘bout. So we’re nominating all of you who read this posty. We do hope you will accept it. You know we all luv learnin’ new things and bein’ reminded of old things ‘bout our furiends.

 Dezi atop the Liberty Cat Tree looking down

Looks like da pre ice has gone now, so me’s gonna see ifin mommy will take us fur a stroll befur her case manager gets here. It’s dat time of year when mommy has to recertify to get some help. Altho’ we still haven’t been able to find anypawdy to help mommy out, we’re hopeful dat we’ll eventually find da right purrson. So…

 

 

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

 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue  

Raena: Navy Blue

 

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle 

Service Cats: Dezi the Wheelchair and the Chest

Well meow everypawdy. Here we are another week closer to mes Gotchaday, which is next Tuesday ifin you’re wonderin’. Anyways, it’s also Service Cat Monday. You know what dat means; it’s time fur another Service Cat trainin’ posty. We had a lot of great questions, and sure hope we’ve given everypawdy some helpful trainin’ tips these last few months. Ifin you’ve missed any post in da series, you can ketch up by clickin’ on da links at da bottom of this posty. We told ya’ last week dat we had reached da end of questions asked by you; and dat unless we got any more we would start tellin’ a few stories ‘bout mes trainin’. And, well, we didn’t get any questions this past week, so today you’re gonna hear ‘bout some of da fun dat occurs durin’ trainin’. As with all our educational posts da followin’ will be in human English speak. So let’s get started.

 Dezi laying in wheelchair

Mommy wanted me to remind you all that altho’ training should be taken seriously, you can still have a lot of fun. We thought we’d focus on wheelchair training today. Let me give ya’ a little information about electric wheelchairs; or at least the one we have. At the end of one of the arms is a control panel. Ours is on the right arm since mommy’s right handed. On this control panel is a joy stick, power button, horn and speed buttons. The other arm has a small pouch attached for things like keys, a phone, wallet, and/or treats. For the first few lessons, mommy usually has the chair already turned on, so all we have to focus on is the joy stick.

Me was purretty young when mommy first started mes training, but me still had very large furry paws. Mommy had learned while training sis Lexi and her then brofur Lucky, that the wheelchair needed some padding if she hoped to avoid damaging walls, doors and furniture. So mommy cut up some foam pieces and attached them to the arms and foot rest. And in the pouch she placed a bag of our favorite freeze dried chicken breast treats. Mommy tries to avoid first thing in the morning training because she can’t move everything (legs, arms, etc.). So one afternoon, mommy got all set for mes training session, and it went something like this. 

Raena lays in wheelchair while pointing out the joystick

 Bigify to see teeth marks

 

 

 

Mommy sat down in the wheelchair that had been moved to the bedroom facing the bathroom. This is the shortest distnce and straightest line we have to drive. What could go wrong, right? Then she began calling for me to join her. Me was familiar with the wheelchair since it had been a part of mommys life from the day me came to live with her. So naturally me ran straight to mommy and jumped up in her lap. The newly attached foam had all mes attention. Me was sniffin’ each piece and even put the bitey on one of them. Of course that’s not what mommy had intended so, she gently moved me further into her lap and positioned me with mes head over the control panel where the joy stick resides. Mommy had already turned the power button on and turned the speed down to it’s lowest setting.

 

 

Mommy then gently pushed mes head over to the joy stick and tickled mes chin and nose so me would open mes mouth. And then she gently pushed mes open mouth down on the joy stick and said, “Bite”. Hmmmmm Really? Bite? Hasn’t mommy been telling me Not to Bite everything? And now she wants me to Bite? Whatever. Me bit down on the joy stick but nothing happened. Me wasn’t sure what was suppose to happen, but nothing did. So, me let go of the joy stick and started to turn to look at mommy. Well, while maneuvering meself to turn around, mes big ole furry kitty paw landed on the speed button. Of course neither mommy or me was aware of this until, mes other big ole furry paw pushed the joystick forward. Now mind you, all of this happened in just a few short seconds, not the slow motion it sounds like now. Anyways, what happened next is the very reason for those foam bumper pads mommy had attached to the chair earlier.

 Young Dezi standing on whaeelchair arm with Lexi laying beside her

Me had one front paw and one back paw in mommys lap and one back paw on the arm of the chair and the other front paw pushing against the joy stick. And before mommy could even say mes name, we bolted across the room and ran right smack dab into the chest of drawers sitting next to the bathroom door. Yep, we ran right into that big ole chest. Me jutted forward and then back against mommy as we made an abrupt stop due to the size of the chest we had just hit. Mes eyes were as big as dinner plates and mommys dropped jaw was still over by the bed where we had started. Sis Lexi came running down the hall towards us from her spying place right around the corner. Me gathered meself together and jumped over the back of the chair and zoomed down the hall towards sis Lexi. Head on collision in the hallway. Once me made it to the end of the hall me sat down, looked around and started bathing meself as if me had planned it all. Me could hear mommy hollerin’ ‘bout how much she luvved me and how purroud of me she was, but me wasn’t ready fur any hugs and snuggles, so me stayed put. Gotta remember to reward our actions. Altho’ things didn’t go as planned, me had “driven” the chair.

 

 

Once mommy gathered her dropped jaw and moved the chair back into position, she began to call for me again. Sis Lexi had taken up a safe position on the bed to oversee mes training. Reluctantly me headed back down the hall towards mommy and the kitty killing wheelchair. Okay so maybe the chair didn’t kill any kitties and maybe no kitty was actually even harmed, but it sounded good didn’t it?. Anyways, me jumped on the bed with sis Lexi and meowed with her a bit. A frustrated mommy finally reached into the pouch and brought out the hidden bag of freeze dried chicken breast treats. Of course sis Lexi and me were both in her lap faster than that chair could move.

 

 

While mommy fumbled around opening the treat bag, sis Lexi and me clamored back and forth to see who would get the first treat. Of course during this time, both of us kept stepping all over the wheelchairs’ control panel turning the chair off and on, off and on, and honking the horn. And then of course the moment came when the stray paw pushed the joy stick. It could’ve been a stray butt too, but we’re sticking with the stray paw. It just so happened that the chair was on and again at full speed. Can you guess what happened next? Yep, away we went. The treat bag went flying and so did sis Lexi. Let me tell ya’, in her day, she sure did love her some treats. Mommy and me came to an abrupt halt when we hit the side of the bathtub. Mommy has seen it coming but all too fast to stop it. At least she was able to grab hold of me and held on tight so me didn’t get thrown into the bathtub. When we came to a stop, mommy looked at me and said, “This is why, you’re to calmly drive the wheelchair with your mouth Dezi, and not your paws.” At that moment me could care less what we were supposed to do. All me wanted was down and at those treats sis Lexi was now gobbling up.

 Raena laying in wheelchair

 It’s gonna be mines turn next.

 

 

Well, there ya’ have it, wheelchair driving 101. Fur all of you dat think we just magically know what to do da furst time, well, dat just ain’t true. After 2 crashes in less than an hour, mommy halted trainin’ fur da day. Oh we’d be at it again da day after and da day after dat. Cuz ‘member, trainin’ is all ‘bout repetition. We’re still takin’ questions, so ifin ya’ have somethin’ ya’ wanna know or hear ‘bout, just let us know. Ifin we don’t get any questions befur next week, we’ll pick up where we left off here. ‘Member to check out our purrevious Service Cat postys by clickin’ on da links below. Me’s gonna go see ‘bout getting’ some treats right now, so me hopes you all enjoyed readin’ mes story.

 

 

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

 

 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Mommy A: Black 

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle 

Service Cats 

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         

 

Blest Sunday: Alpha Posturing or Play

Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me RaenaBelle. Purrlease, somepawdy come save me. Rats, mouses and kittens, did I ever get in trouble last night. Sissy was hissin’ and growlin’ and mommy was hissin’ and growlin’ and yellin’ and all li’l ole me was tryin’ to do is play?. Could I’s help it ifin sissy was in da pawdee box tryin’ to make a depawsit when I’s was grabbin’ her tail and swattin’ at her? Could I’s help it ifin while makin’ dat depawsit sissy looked like prey to jump on? Any kitty woulda made dat mistake, right? C’mon, just cuz mommy’s told me seventy billion times to leave sis Dezi alone while she uses da pawdee box…

 Dezi lays on top of the Liberty tree looking down

       Play? Really Raena? How ‘bout ya’ tell da truth. You wanna be da alpha cat here and it makes you mad dat mommy says me’s da alpha Queen and you’re just da Purrincess. Has me ever bothered you at all when you’re in da pawdee box? No!!! Has me ever grabbed your flickin’ tail while you were in da pawdee box? No!!! Has me ever once tried to jump on you at any time? No!!! Well, okay, but dat time doesn’t count. It’s not nice, and you know mommy doesn’t want us playin’ in da pawdee boxes no matter what. You’ve gotta learn some respect. You know, R-E-S-P-E-C-T, spells respect fur mommy and me.

 Raena with nip nana wearing a tiara

Or somepawdy can come save me and let me be da alpha Queen at their house.

 

 

       Lissen up Raena. Are ya’ payin’ attention? You’ve got it good here, alpha or not. There ain’t nopawdy on this planet or any other dat’s gonna luv you like mommy and me do. You’ve got a nice warm bed to sleep in, purrlenty of food and treats, lots of toys includin’ da coveted nip nanner, and da bestest furiends in da universe. You woulda been splatted eleventy billion times ifin you’d pulled some of your stunts with some of our furiends. You bestest just count your blessings and learn some respect. And fankfully mommy says she’s gonna try to get me a pawdee box with a lid or better yet, one of those hidden pawdee boxes.

 

 

Why do you need a pawdee box with a lid sissy? And what is a pawdee box lid anyways? Why would any kitty want a hidden pawdee box? 

 Dezi and Raena laying on the Liberty Cat Tree

       A lid is somethin’ dat goes on top of da pawdee box so you can’t jump on me or swat mes tail while me’s makin’ depawsits. As fur da hidden kind, well dat would mean you wouldn’t know me was even in da pawdee box in da furst place, so me could go in peace.

 

 

Y, Dat doesn’t sound like much fun sissy?.

 

 

       Goin’ to da pawdee box ain’t ‘bout havin’ fun Raena, it’s ‘bout takin’ care of business and gettin’ out so mommy can scoop and make it all clean again.

 Dezi and Raena chatting over the cat scratchers

Whatever. Hey, are you gonna tell everypawdy ‘bout mommys’ latest blessin’?

       Me thought you were gonna, but me will be happy to. So, ya’ know one of our Anonymous awnties sent some green papers fur mommy to buy her a few groceries at da store last week. And we even posted some of da goodies she got. Well mommy got her $10.00 in food stamps da other day and decided to see ifin anythin’ was on sale at da grocery store and see ‘bout getting’ a loaf of bread. Bread has been on sale fur $3.00 plus tax fur da last couple of weeks, and mommy hoped it still was. And no, it’s not special bread or anythin’, it’s just plain ole white sammich bread. Me can’t ‘member ifin we told ya’ll or not, but our grocery store was sold this year and taken over by a new furmily dat has grocery stores in several of da towns ‘round us. Anyways, da manager sometimes runs these “unadvertised managers specials”, so mommy was goin’ down each aisle to see ifin anythin’ was on special.

 Dezi and Raena chatting over the cat scratchers.

       Mommy never goes to a grocery store dat she doesn’t walk longingly by da meat depawrtment. Mommy grew up in a house where steak and taters was a staple, but meat’s been off her menu fur a long time. One piddly cubed steak is $4.00 plus tax on sale, so meat hasn’t been a staple in our house fur years. Anyways, da bread was still on sale and da manager was runnin’ da 8 ounce generic brand cheese chubs fur $1.75 plus tax. There ya’ go, purrotein, dairy and starch, mommy could have 3 of da 5 food groups. While mommy was checkin’ out, da bag boy (we furgot to ask purrmission to give his name) was talkin’ ‘bout havin’ bought a huge rib eye dat was bein’ slow smoked and when it was done, he was gonna bring some up fur all da store employees.

 

 

Here comes da really good pawrt. 

 

 

       Let me finish tellin’ da story Raena. Where was me? Oh yeah, da checker (furgot to ask purrmission to use her name too) and mommy started commentin’ ‘bout how nice dat was of him, ‘specially since rib eye be one of da mostest ‘spensive cuts of meat. Long story short, when da bag boy was puttin’ mommys grocery sack in da car, he asked ifin mommy would let him buy her a rib eye. You all know mommy’s an emotional mess, so she started cryin’. Bag boy told mommy to wait fur him and a few minutes later he returned with a sack and gave mommy a hug and said, “All I ask is that someday you pay it forward.” Now mommy was even a bigger blubberin’ mess but managed to get out a fank you and let him know we would be purrayin’ fur God to bless him real good. Not her exact words, but da sentiment is da same. When mommy got home and told us ‘bout all this and showed us da huge rib eye steaks, yep, not 1 but 2, we couldn’t hawrdly believe our eyes.

 Dezi and Raena laying on the Liberty Cat Tree. Raena has her tongue out.

Hmmmpht  Mines eyes could see purrfectly and mines mouth started waterin’. Mommy’s eyes was still full of water. She said in all da years she’s lived here, nuffin’ like dat has ever happened to her. Mommy said quite furankly, she can’t ‘member ever havin’ this situation happen.

 

 

       Yeah Raena, nuffin’ like this in purrticular, but we have all been really blest by our amazin’ furiends from online. Mommy says dat since we got da catputer, she has met so many pawsum peeps, dat made her realize there are still a lot of good peeps in da world. You know just like we’re purrayin’ fur God to bless dat very nice young man, we purray fur all our furiends and their furmilies every day.

 Raena playing with natural nip toys

We are really blest aren’t we sissy? I’s was only jokin’ earlier. I’s wouldn’t wanna live anywhere else but here. I’s purromise to try to be better and not bother you in da pawdee box. (Raena meows while crossing her paws)

 

 

       Me would really purreciate dat Raena, but me still thinks mommy should do somethin’ to try to make me less enticin’ while me does mes business. Dat bein’ said, we wanna remind everypawdy to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur da blessings in your life. And we fank you all fur bein’ a pawrt of our lives, and blessing us with your furiendship. And don’t furget to check out all da pawsum Sunday selfies over at da Kitties Blue bloggy. 

Kinn Kleanbowl
Disclaimer: We received the Kinn Kleanbowl in exchange for mentioning the Indiegogo Campaign.

Don’t furget we wanna remind peeps ‘bout da great new Kleanbowl we got from Kinn. They have an Indiegogo Campaign to raise money to make da large 32 ounce bowls. They already have 8, 16, and 24 ounce bowls. These aren’t regular pet bowls tho’. Kinn says da Kleanbowl virtually eliminates 100% of germ build up by using eco-friendly disposable liners. We received da 16 ounce bowls to try out so we could tell ya’ ‘bout ‘em. There’s a really nice Stainless Steel cover dat is placed over da disposable liner bowl. Now you know we gotta tell da truth, and upon furst inspection, mommy was not impurressed. Da liners are made from sugar cane fibers but mommy thought they resembled a thick paper plate and could envision a water soaked, squished bowl dat had water all over da place. Never da less she filled it with water and put it down fur us to try. Dezi and me were both intrigued and drank from it right away. And guess what? No squishy bowl fallin’ apawrt and lettin’ water run all over da place. Now, mommy’s impurressed. Da Kleanbowl would be great fur anyone concerned about germs, who have pets with plastic allergies, travelin’ pets, and purretty much anypawdy. You can purrchase da biodegradable, soak proof refills at Kinns website.

 

 

       You did good Raena. Da Kleanbowl is purretty cool huh?. 

 Dezi rolls on the Yeowww nip nana while Raena prepares for an attack

     

So you’re not gonna hiss and growl at me any more sissy?

       Well…Not right now at least.

Hmmmmmm  I’s not sure what ya’ mean sissy. (Raena reaches out to grab Dezi’s flicking tail)

 Dezi and Raena in a purple frame

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

Raena: Navy Blue 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue 

Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

RaenaBelle and Deztinee     

Knowing You Are There

Dezi and Raena with crying eagle saying thank you to Veterans
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me RaenaBelle. Mommys been lookin’ at fotos of Eagles and our flag and cryin’ a little. She said today is Veterans Day. And dat sometimes it makes her sad.

Sissy? What is Veterans Day?

 Dezi on Eagle

       Well Raena every November 11th we celebrate all those men, women and anipals dat served our Country in da military. Those who fought to make our Country great. Many lives were lost, and all lives were changed furever. You know da wondrous freedoms we have in America were bought with da blood and lives of many. Mommy says it’s purrtant to ‘member da families of all those who served in our military too. While they might not have been on da firing line, they served as well. Many of those families lost sons, daughters, fathers, brothers, sisters and furiends so dat we could be safe and free to worship, to speak our minds and so much more. Fank you all. We salute all our Vets and honor you today and everyday. Because of your sacrifice, your willingness to serve, we are safe and free.

 Raena over POW MIA eagle

Oh sissy, I’s so fankyful to all those who serve and did serve too. I’s sendin’ da biggest and loudest purrrrrrrrr salute to you all. Mommy says we should never take our good furtune fur granted, and dat we should always ‘member da sacrifices dat made it pawssible. Vets haven’t always been treated with da respect and gratitude they deserved. And fur dat, we are ashamed of our fellow Americans. Dat’s why mommy cries sometimes. She says, you might not always agree with da wars or military actions our government decides to take, but those who serve are only following da orders of our leaders and should be treated with da utmost honor and respect.

 

 

       Dat’s right Raena. God Bless America!!!

 

 

It’s time fur da Pet Parade blog hop with Rascal and Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts too, right sissy?

 

 

       Yep Raena. It’s gonna be a busy weekend fur us, so we better go ketch a nap while we can. We’ve got lots of visitin’ to do. Befur we go tho’ We wanna say Fank you again.

We sleep sounder, knowin’ you are there.

We walk prouder, knowin’ you are there.

We pray fur God to protect you as you protect us.

Let out Flag of Freedom fly high and our Country stay strong.

And let all of our soldiers return home,

where they belong.

 Dezi and Raena in a waving flag frame honoring Veterans

And let God Bless America once again.

 

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

Raena: Navy Blue 

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

 

 

 

 

 

 

Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

RaenaBelle and Deztinee and mommy A