Hey everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s comin’ to ya’ from the frozen Three Belles Ranch. Meowin’ of ranches, ifin you read our last posty you know we received a bag of horse cookies. Well, we learned what happened, and as suspected, they were sent here by mistake. But, they won’t be goin’ to waste, our horsey furiend Brenda will be havin’ a very Merry Christmas. Meowin’ of Christmas, can you believe it’s only five days away?!! We would have normally written our letters to Santa by now, but with everything’s that’s gone on over the past year, we’re totally behind on everythin’.
Meow-llo Dear Furiends and welcome to Blest sunday and week three of the annual Blessing Train run. We’re so excited to have so many purrticipants. We know it can sometimes be hard to see the Blessings in your life when everything around you is falling apawrt. Trust us, we know all about trials and things falling apart. Sometimes it seems we live in a purrpetual state of the sky falling down on us.
Hey everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle comin’ to ya’ live and in charge from the Three Belles Ranch. And let me tell ya’, we’re lucky to be here by the hair of our chinny chin chins. Mommy took sissy and me to the house of pain V-E-T this week. No self respectin’ kitty would ever admit to liking these visits. We merely tolerate them cuz our humans seem to think they’re necessary. Altho’, I’s have heard some of mine’s fellow furry purrers don’t even tolerate ‘em. Sissy, really tried to put ‘em in their place. She hissed her displeasure several times. But that didn’t stop ‘em from manhandling her at all. So, when mine’s turn came up, I’s just kept mine’s hisses to mine’s self, and played twisty kitty.