Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me RaenaBelle. Was mine’s birthday pawrty amazin’ or what? I’s could do that every day. I’s sure do wanna fanky fank all our furiends fur comin’. The pawrty wouldn’t have been any fun without ya’.
Raena, me told you birthdays only happen once a year. You’re gonna have to wait till next year to have another birthday pawrty.
Is that a long time sissy? That seems like a long time. Will it still be stormin’ and rainy? Cuz I’s would like the sun shine on mine’s birthday.
It’s not that long Raena. As fur the storms and sun shine, nopawdy can know that fur sure. Y, The weather guessers said earlier this week that the sun was gonna reign supreme all week. But just take a look outside and tell me ifin you see any sun puddles?.
Enjoy Raena, mommy says da sun’s leavin’ as quick as it got here.
I’s don’t see sun puddles sissy, but I’s do see that momma birdy that made her nest in mommy’s old flower pot basket. She’s been busy. Did you hear her callin’ the lawn crew names yesfurday? And mommy thought she was vishus the day she attacked her. Hmmmpht I’s think she actually pooped on one of those lawn men. She was swoopin’ down and cacklin’ louder than ther machines. It was a sight to see.
No, me didn’t see all that Raena, but me’s glad you enjoyed the show. Mommy said the babies are gettin’ bigger and have lots of feathers now. Me’s gotta tell ya’, they sure are the quietest babies me’s ever seen. We’ve never actually heard them peepin’ fur food. They really must have a good mommy.
Yeah sissy, mommy says every time she’s gone out there, they’re quiet as can be. The only one doin’ any squawking’ is the mommy bird. I’s can’t wait till they start learnin’ to fly. Ya’ reckon mommy’ll let us go out and play with ‘em?
That ain’t happenin’ Raena. You know mommy’s a bit of a germ-a-fobe, and those birdies purrobably have mites and who knows what else. (Dezi shudders)
Mites?!! I’s sure don’t want any birdy cooties sissy. Guess it’s a good thing mommy knows those kinds of things, so we don’t get into any trouble. Maybe, our Trout Towne furiends are on to somethin’ not likin’ birds. Our delishus freeze dried chicky breasts don’t have any mites, do they sissy?
Nah Raena, by the time they get put into bags and shipped to our house, any mites and cooties they might have had have been all cleaned up. Speakin’ of freeze dried chicky breasts…
Oh sissy, you were ‘bout to mention mine’s birthday purresents weren’t ya’? Fanky fank you uncle Pete, Timmy, Einstein, Fitz, Toby, Rumpy, Buddy Budd and Buttons. I’s luvs, luvs, luvs mine’s birthday purresents. And yes, I’s sharin’ with sissy. Those topper bottles are filled to overflowin’ with freeze dried chicky breasts and bonito flakes. They’re sooooooo delishus. And that sardine tin is great. Yeowww makes some of the bestest nip toys ever. Ya’ll didn’t have to get me anythin’, but I’s sure do ‘purreciate it. I’s such a blest kitty girl.
You’re also a spoiled kitty girl.
Oh sissy, mommy says that’s like the pot callin’ the tea kettle somethin’. Mommy says you’re purrlenty spoiled too.
Of course me is. And me’s purroud of it. MOL Me knows me has a great life, and pawsum furiends. Let’s go finish brekky befur the storms start up again, Raena.
Okay sissy. I’s gonna link up with the Pet Parade furst and I’s’ll join ya’ in a minute. Don’t eat all mine’s toppers.
Tomorrow would have been sis Lexi’s 18th birthday. Mommy’s been a little sad this week and really missin’ her. So we need to give mommy some extra luvvin and cuddles.
I’s all over that sissy. I’s luvs givin’ mommy luvs and cuddles. I’s just wish the weather would purrk up so we could go fur a stroll. That would fur sure make mommy feel better. We hope all our furiends have a pawsum weekend. Join us next week fur an amazin’ give away and another great Service Cat Monday posty.
Till the next time……………………………….Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses