RaenaBelle, me sure wishes you’d act like a civilized cat and quit layin’ on the pawtty box. Some of us like a bit of purrivacy ya’ know?! And me’s tail isn’t a toy fur that matter. How would you like it ifin me whacky pawed your tail while you were usin’ the pawtty box. Or purrhaps you might get a laugh ifin me tried to trip you as you stepped outta the pawtty box, huh? RaenaBelle?!! Are you lissenin’ to me?
What’s that sissy? Did you meow somethin’? Hey, isn’t it Blest Sunday time?
(Dezi shakes her head) That selective hearin’ is gonna get you into trouble some day Raena. Me meowed purrlenty. But you’re right, it is Blest Sunday, and pawrt of fankin’ God fur our Blessings is furgivin’ those that have wronged us. So, me will furgive you fur tryin’ to trip me this meownin’, and yesfurday and the day befur and the day befur and the…
Uh, I’s think furgiveness isn’t s’posed to sound quite like that sissy. I’s think you’re just s’posed to furgive me and not actually count all the times or things you’re furgivin’ me fur. Anyways, fanky fank you. I’s furgive you too.
Fur What, Raena?! Me’s never done anythin’ to you.
What? Of course you have sissy. You eat mine’s dinner evey day. Even tho’ mommy tells you not too. But that’s okay, we’re furgivin’, and besides, mommy always makes me more when you’re not lookin’.
What?!!! (Dezi shakes her head) Whatever Raena. Is there anypawdy else you need to ‘pawlogize too? Or maybe you need to ask somepawdy to furgive you?
Nope, sissy, I’s good. How ‘bout you?
Ifin you’re good then fur sure me is, Raena. Me’s always a good girl.
Sure you are sissy. That’s why we can’t see the bathroom floor fur the piddle pads. Or the hallway floor fur that matter. All cuz you’re bein’ a good girl. Why don’t we ask mommy what she says to that?
Go ahead tattle tale. Don’t you know by now that it doesn’t matte what we do, mommy luvs us just the same?. Even you, you little pest. No matter what, mommy says we’re always Good Girls, her little angels.
I’s gonna tell mommy you’re bein’ mean to me and callin’ me names, sissy. You know she doesn’t like negative names. That’s why she calls us her little angels, even when we’re not actually actin’ like one.
Me’s sorry Raena. Kittens!!! Sometimes you can be such a brat. And me means that in the nicest pawssible sense. Let’s get to our Blessings. You know we’re the most Blestest kitty girls ever. We were reminded this past week just how Blest we truly are. While on facebutt (facebook) we were readin’ a few rescue stories of kitties saved from the mean streets of this world. It reminded us of our own humble beginnings.
So true, sissy. It doesn’t really matter where you get your start, what matters is how it all ends. Fanky fankfully, we didn’t have to wait very long fur our happily ever after, our furever story, but so many kitties do.
Life is good.
Yep Raena, our furever is amazin’ and filled with so much luv and so many pawsum furiends. We wish that ever kitty could find their happy furever, and we believe that some day that will happen. In the meantime, we’ll continue to do all we can to make that happen. We also wanna fank all of those who help kitties in need. Each life is purrecious and a Blessing. As always, we’d like to remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the Blessings in your life. Fank you all fur bein’ Blessings in ours.
Life is better than good.
Don’t furget our Sunday Selfies with the Kitties Blue, sissy.
Till the next time………………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses