MeOW WooHoo It’s Blest Sunday and me has so much to give fanks fur this week. RaenaBelle, where are you, it’s time to count our Blessings. Me swears, you’re never where you’re s’posed to be. (Raena comes running down the hall and jumps over Dezi) Hisssssssss Quit jumpin’ on me!!! Kittens, You can be such a pest sometimes.
But I’s luvs you sissy. I’s just wanna play with mine’s bestest sisfur ever.
Me’s your only sisfur, Raena. Besides, what you call play is more like bein’ a pest. You know, like me’s piddle purroblems. Mommy insists that me splain to everypawdy why me was avoidin’ the pawtty box, so they wouldn’t think mommy be mistreatin’ me and overlookin’ me bein’ sick. Furst me wants to meow fank you fur your concern, but me’s pawtty box issues are more behavioral and have a name…RaenaBelle the mighty huntress.
You blame me fur everythin’ sissy. It ain’t right, just not right at all. I’s gonna tell mommy you’re bein’ mean to me.
Hmmmmpht Go ahead Raena, you’re fur sure to blame here. Some of ya’ may ‘member back when sis Lexi got sick and had trouble balancin’. Mommy took the covers off our pawtty boxes to help her. Then when Raena showed up, she kept tryin’ to play with me’s tail while me was takin’ care of business; so we had to get a new pawtty box with a lid. Things were goin’ purretty well till this summer, when Raena took up layin’ in wait on top of the pawtty box. Me swears, the girl never stops. Anyways, bein’ the ambush hunter she is, she started tryin’ to whacky paw me while me was usin’ the facilities. So, me’s only recourse was to pawtty somewhere else…the floor and then the piddle pads. Most of this has been worked out, but mommy decided to leave some piddle pads down, just in case. And of course, she hopes we’ll use them fur hairballs and upset tummy hurls.
Yeah, like you’d actually try to hit a piddle pad sissy. When you need to hurl, you just stand up and let ‘er rip no matter where you are.
That’s not true Raena, me hit the piddle pad just the other day.
Sure you did sissy. That was after lettin’ a big chunk go on the floor and mommy runnin’ over to try to put somethin’ unner you. You took off runnin’ down the hall and hit the edge of a piddle pad.
Still, me did hit it Raena and that’s all that counts. Anyways, ‘nuff ‘bout all that. What did you think of our new dinner plates that we won?
I’s thinkin’ I’s gonna like ‘em sissy. At furst I’s was a little ‘fraid of ‘em. But hey, they hold more than our current dishes, so that’s a win in mine’s book. Now we just gotta convince mommy to fill ‘em up.
Me agrees Raena. No sense in lettin’ all that space go to waste. Me knows you like that they’re shallow cuz of your smashed face.
Mine’s face isn’t smashed sissy. I’s just got a short nose. Mommy says I’s bootyful, even with mine’s short nose.
Whatever Raena. Hey did you see me’s new get up fur the Cat Scout choir auditions?
I’s did sissy. Can I’s use it too? I’s luvs to sing. Maybe we can record a song and dedicate it to mommy. We’re so Blest to have such a pawsum mommy, and I’s sure she’d luvs to hear us sing a song to her.
We’ll see Raena. Furst me has to figger out how to set up everythin’. But you’re purrobably right, mommy would luv us to sing together. She luvs any kind of togetherness. And, since me’s been hangin’ out with ya’ll all week in spite of the storms, she’s on cloud nine right now.
That’s true sissy. I’s know we’re both very purroud of you fur overcomin’ your fears.
How many times does me have to tell ya’, me’s not afraid Raena. Me just didn’t see any need to hunt UTB this week.
Sure sissy, whatever you meow. Anyways…I’s wanna give fanky fanks fur you and mommy. I’s so Blest to be a pawrt of our family. And, we’re so Blest to have such amazin’ furiends. And meowin’ of furiends, I’s was thinkin’ we could have a Carnivale themed pawrty to celebrate your birthday and gotchaday. You know, like in Venice. What do you think? I’s thinkin’ everypawdy could throw on their bestest carnivale masks and send us their fotos. We could even have a contest fur the bestest outfit.
That sounds like fun Raena. You just might pull of me’s pawrty after all. Me can’t wait to see all our furiends dressed up fur the pawrty. Let’s wrap this up fur now so me can go and find me’s own mask. As we do each week, we’d like to remind you all to take a minute today and every day to Give Thanks fur the Blessings in your lives. Fank you fur bein’ Blessings in ours.
Don’t furget the Sunday Selfies with the Kitties Blue.
And, there’s still time to enter our Piddle Pad give away here.
Put on your Carnivale masks, your best duds and send your foto too: firstname.lastname@example.org
Till the next time…………………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses