(There’s finally been a break in the storms that have plagued Oklahoma all week, and Dezi and Raena settle in to eat breakfast and chat about recent and future happenings)
Hey RaenaBelle, ya’ know, when mommy says there’s a tornado and ya’ need to get away from the window, ya’ really should get away from the window.
But she closed the door sissy. How else am I’s s’posed to see what’s goin’ on?
Sometimes Raena, ya’ don’t need to see what’s goin’ on. Kinda like tomorrow. You realize mommy ain’t taking either of us to her surgery, right? You ain’t plannin’ on standin’ at the door and caterwaulin’ the whole time are ya’?
I’s did hear her sayin’ somethin’ like that, but I’s thought she was just jokin’. How long is she gonna be gone? And why ain’t she takin’ at least one of us? And by one of us, I’s mean me. I’s don’t like it when mommy leaves me.
She’s gonna be gone most of the day. We might even get dinner late. As fur why she ain’t takin’ us, well, when she goes with another human, she thinks they can take care of whatever might happen.
So this human that’s takin’ mommy to her surgery can smell when mommy’s gonna pass out? How does she alert mommy.
No silly. Humans can’t smell anythin’. Well, that’s not completely true, but they can’t smell like we do. And they fur sure don’t know anythin’ ‘bout alerts. But mommy says ifin she does pass out, the human would be able to help her. Ya’ know, all she really needs is to be given a little breathin’ room and she’ll come back ‘round soon enuff. And the human can help her re-orient by tellin’ mommy where she is, what day it is, what time it is and you know, all those things mommy has to figger out after comin’ back ‘round. And while mommy’s in surgery, she’ll actually be knocked out. It’ll kinda be like she’s sleepin’.
Really sissy? Well who’s gonna give mommy her massages?
Nopawdy Raena. Mommy won’t need a massage fur surgery. But she’ll need purrlenty when she gets home.
Well I’s don’t like it sissy. I’s don’t like it at all. I’s think mommy might need me. I’s’ll just have to dance it up and make her take me.
Raena, it don’t matter how much dancin’ you do, mommy ain’t takin’ us. Why don’t you invite a furiend over fur a play date. That’ll help keep you occupied and outta me’s fur. And fur sure away from the door. We don’t want the neighbors turnin’ us in fur a noise complaint, cuz of all your caterwaulin’.
Can I’s invite Simon?
(Raena coyly drops her head, and peers up at Dezi while twisting back and forth)
Yep Raena, you can invite Simon. So long as ya’ll don’t chase me. One floofy tailed chaser is all me can handle at a time.
We won’t chase you sissy… (Raena crosses her paws behind her back and quietly, under her breath meows) much. Is mommy gonna be okay sissy?
Yes Raena, she’ll be fine. We’re purrayin’ fur her and so are all our furiends.
Will she be able to help us with our bloggy?
Uh, you mean, Me’s bloggy? Hopefully she’ll be up to it Furiday, but ifin not, she’ll fur sure help us with Blest Sunday. We’ll just have to be patient and wait and see how she feels when she gets home. Now, come on, we have to get ready fur company ifin you’re invitin’ Simon over, and the pawrty over at Shoko and Kali’s. You know, their pawrents have gone away fur a couple of weeks and left them with a sitter.
A couple of weeks? Mommy better not be getting’ any ideas of leavin’ us fur that long…Ever!!!
Don’t worry Raena, mommy couldn’t be without us that long. Me bets she’s gonna miss us more tomorrow than we’ll miss her.
Yeah right. I’s bet you’re wrong, wrong, wrong, sissy. You may be smart ‘bout a lot of things, but that ain’t one of ‘em.
We’ll see Raena. Now let’s go get ready fur your play date. And say fank you to all our furiends fur purrayin’ fur mommy tomorrow. Don’t furget to enter our #LumaSoothe give away by clicking the foto below.
Till the next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
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