Blest Sunday: Under The Chest

MeOW-llo Furiends, me sure hopes ya’ll had a furtastic week. Me had a lazy week, layin’ ‘round watchin’ the unpackin’ and rearrangin’ of things. The movers broke the bottom off one of mommy’s chest of drawers, so me took the oppurrtunity to shimmy unner said chest and just see what was there.



Dezi and Raena lay on cat tree with Blest Sunday banner




          Till mommy caught ya’ doin’ it huh sissy? She wasn’t nearly as happy ‘bout you bein’ unner there as you were. Wha’d’ya’ see? Mommy blocked it off so I’s didn’t get mine’s turn.  


Eh, Ya’ didn’t miss anythin’ Raena, it was dark and cramped and there wasn’t nuffin’ to see. It would’a made a nice nappin’ spot, but that’s ‘bout it. Did you ever make it into the closet? Me saw you sneakin’ up behind mommy when she was hangin’ stuffs up. 


Dezi lays on stepsHmmmmmm Wonder ifin me could fit unner that chest there?




          Yeah sissy, I’s was sure she didn’t see me. I’s was behind her and off to the side. I’s don’t know how she does it, but she caught me befur I’s could even get one paw inside. But, she ain’t thru, so you can bet I’s gonna be tryin’ again.  


Well, good luck with that. Maybe she’ll furget and leave the door open one of these days. Anyways, it’s Blest Sunday and time to count our Blessings. As always, me’s fankful fur mommy. Even tho’ she wasn’t happy that me went unner the chest of drawers, she still luvs me. And me luvs her more than anythin’.  


          Really sissy? Cuz that’s not what you meowed the other day when mommy clipped your claws. You were singin’ a whole ‘nother song that day. 


Raena bathes atop the cat tree




Purrlease Raena, mommy knows me’s only kiddin’. We gotta keep her on her toes. Y, Ifin we just sat there without purrtestin’ at all while she clipped our claws, she’d think we were sick or somethin’. And the last place me wants to go is the V-E-T.   


          Whatever sissy. I’s not kiddin’, I’s don’t like havin’ mine’s claw clipped. But, I’s would never be mean to mommy cuz of it. Anyways, I’s fanky fankful fur mommy too. And, all our amazin’ furiends.   


Me’s fankful fur our furiends too Raena. And, meowin’ of furiends, we need to fank awnty Susan fur the green papers.   


Raena lays on cat tree selfie




          Green papers are always a Blessing. It’s also time fur Sunday Selfies with the Kitties Blue sissy. I’s’ll go link us up while you close us out. Then, I’s thinkin’ maybe we could go fishin’. I’s saw a fishin’ game on the innernet the other day and bookmarked it when mommy wasn’t lookin’.  


Dezi lays on steps and gives love biteNo more claw clippin’ mommy.




Sure Raena, you find the fishin’ game and me will toss a line or two. 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. Thank you fur bein’ Blessings in ours.  


Till the next time…………………………………………………Be Blest!!!  


Dezi: Vibrant Blue  

Raena: Navy Blue




Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses  


Deztinee and RaenaBelle

27 thoughts on “Blest Sunday: Under The Chest

  1. Kitties, the idea of packing up our stuff, then moving to another place, then unpacking again…egads, I’m breaking out into a sweat! I cannot even clean off my dresser; packing up the whole house would be crazy, and I’d probably live out of boxes for a couple of years, seriously!

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  2. I do have freerange of our wardrobes, but I have to say they are very uninspiring places; I mean once you seen one lot of spiders and moths you seen them all—right 😉
    Have a great and blessed and claw clipping free week.

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  3. I’m guessing there’s stuffs in your momma’s closet that she thinks you’ll get into that might cause you harm. My mom doesn’t let me into the kitchen cupboards, especially the one that has the trash can, ’cause I like to tip over trash cans. Tee hee hee. I’m thankful that we have mommies that want to purrtect us from potential dangers.

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    1. Yeah Valentine, we’re not allowed in the kitchen cupboards either. ‘Course we’re not allowed on the countertops either. Me’s thinkin’ there’s lots of places we’re not allowed now that me thinks ’bout it. Me’s thinkin’ we might ought to go on strike. MOL We are blet tho’. Big hugs

      Luv ya’

      Dezi and Raena


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