Well we opened our puter on Wednesday and stawrted visitin’ as usual and made our furst comment and got a message dat sed “no innernet connection”. Mommy looked down in da corner at our little innernet icon and sure nuff, no connection. And then just as suddenly as it went off, it was back on. We made our comment and went to da next bloggy. And again we had no innernet connection and then we did. A few more times of dat and mommy was fed up. So she called At&t. Sissy and me knew it wasn’t gunna be a good day cuz weez not fink even da manager can furustwate mommy as bad as At&t. Da automated system checked our line and immediately twansfurred mommy to a live purrson. Dat don’t happen offen, so maybe it wasn’t gunna be such a bad day after all. MOL Mommy’s amazement didn’t last long cuz da “live purrson” sed a tech was gunna have to come out and fix it. So mommy sed “Let’s do this ASAP,” and we got on da schedule fur Fursday. Mommy asked when on Fursday and da opurrator sed, “A tech will be by Thursday between the hours of 8 a.m. and 8 p.m.. An adult must be purresent and it will take 2-4 hours.” Is it any wunder why nopawdy likes At&t? As you can tell, our innernet is fixed and weez back. So today meez gunna tell ya’ ‘bout da visit we had wiff meez sweet mancats’ flat duwin’ hims visit. And don’t furget to tune in fur pawrt 2 of meez flat visit at hims house on Caturday.
This be meez flat scout Izzy visitin’ wiff Andy at hims house.
So while meez flat scout Izzy was in Ohio visitin’ wiff Andy, hims flat was here at meez house visitin’. When hims furst awwived me was so ‘cited mommy kuldn’t even get any fotos, cuz me kept rubbin’ up against him. Finally mommy suggested we hang on da Liberty twee fur a while and let Andy rest up after hims long twip. Fank catness da sun was shinin’ dat day and we enjoyed watchin’ da birdy’s and squirrels.
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After dinner sissy and Andy sat down to have a little chat. Yous know meez sissy be a gweat judge of character and me weally wanted hers to like Andy. She filled hims in on da sleepin’ awwangements and dat hims kuld sleep in da bed wiff all of us but hims wuld be at da udder end of da bed fwum me. Me just knew dat was okay wiff Andy cuz hims so wespectful and gentlemanly.
Now Lizzen up Andy…
Da next day we went fur a pawsum stwoll.. Andy liked da stwoller so much dat when we got back inside we took a nap in it. It’s weally comfurrtable cuz it has a fleece blanky acwoss da bottom. We played and hung out on da cat twee a lot. Hims even got to sit on da scwatcher lounger a while. Me didn’t want hims to ever leave cuz we was havin’ so much fun.
Sissy ‘cided to give her appwoval and rubbed him wiff hers chin and cheeks. Me just knew sissy was gunna like him. Me was weally sad to see hims go, but we will meet up duwin’ da holidays at da Den Masters House when all da flat scouts awe getting’ togevver. Dat’s gunna be gweat fun. So we sed our goodbyes and sent Andy on hims way. Hims was a pawsum guest and welkum back anytime. All da scouts who have visited have been just pawsum. Me can’t wait fur da next flat scout to visit. And to ketch up wiff meez flat Izzy on hers next visit. And ifin yous finkin’ this sounds like fun and sumfin’ yous wuld like to be a pawrt of, click here to join cat scouts. And as we do every week, weez joinin Rascal and Rocco fur da Pet Parade Blog Hop.
Youz a pawzum mancat Andy. Dezi beez lucky too habz you.
Till da next time………………….Be Blest!!!
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It’s anudder Monday and da mumff is goin’ by fast. Christmas will be here afur yous know it and so will da cooler wevver. Our weekend was purretty busy here. It stawrted on Furiday night when me planned to earn meez Campfire tails badge at Cat Scouts by tellin’ da stowry of flat scouts’ Izzy and Tristy;’s travels. Me had been wantin’ to earn this badge fur a while but since mommy’s bwain dusn’t work so good at tellin’ tales me was just too nervous to twy. When we ‘cided to do these stowries me fawt it was da purrfect time. And when Scout Charles suggested it; dat just confurmed it was time. Me didn’t make a big fuss and da wesult was dat not many scouts turned out fur meez stowry tellin’ time. Meez sweet Andy showed up to support me and scout Pete H came by too. Foxy’s daddy, unkle Edward dwopped by cuz hims was missin’ Foxy. Member we wrote dat they was bein’ displaced. Foxy has gone to stay wiff scout Charles fur a bit till unkle Edward can find them a place to live.
Cat Scouts awe so pawsum. You offen read posts all over Blogville ‘bout da fun and games we have. And we sure do have a lot of them. Us scouts know how to have a good time. But there’s anudder side of Cat Scouts dat we don’t talk ‘bout offen, and dat’s da serious side. Mommy’s been a little unner da wevver since late Caturday so me told her she kuld take a bweak fwum da finkin’ posties today and let me tell y’all a little more ‘bout Cat Scouts. Weez wecently had quite a few new scouts join up. And dat’s pawsum. Lots of us scouts invite kitties when we write ‘bout our fun activities. And there’s not a fing wrong wiff joinin’ up to have fun. But dat’s not all Cat Scouts is about and Den Master has had to add sum new rules fur new members so they’ll unnewstand dat there’s a lot more to scouts than pawrties.
One of our new scouts Daedalus made this fur me.
Cat Scouts take helpin’ udders very serious. Every mumff scouts send birffday cawds and holiday cawds to peeps in hospitals and homes. And member last Christmas when sissy and me got purresents fwum Angel Scouts? Wiffout those pawsum scouts sis Lexi and me wuldn’t have had much in da way of purresents. Now meez not sayin’ we have to have purresents, cuz we got da bestest purresent ever when we got a home wiff mommy. But me will also tell ya’ dat it sure was nice. We also have a chapel where we list purrayer wequests. And we all take dat seriously. And it’s not just udder scouts dat get purrayed fur. Weez all post da needs of all our furmily and furiends. We have quests a few times a year. We do have fun, but quests also teaches us fings. We learn fings like how to work togevver, and how to take care of our planet. We learn fings ‘bout udder kuntwies flags and ideals. We learn ‘bout what flowers and plants be okay fur us kitties and what be dangerwous in our botany tests.
Meez a face painted clown fur da cawrnival
A pawsum face painted me
We awe there fur each udder and twy to help one anudder any way we can. Sumtimes dat means a purrayer or word of encouragement. Several of meez fellow scouts have helped wiff sis Lexi’s meds and VET visits and foods. And sumtimes it’s more. Like scout Charles openin’ hims home to Foxy so she wuldn’t have to go to da shelter and kuld be weunited wiff hers daddy. These awe real fings. Altho’ most of da fings we do at scouts is virtual, we do make a diffewence in da real world too. Ifin yous just joinin’ Cat Scouts yous’ll need to get a unifurm wiffin’ da furst week. Dat’s no purroblem; our Sewmaster scout Gracie can whip you up a customized unifurm complete wiff badges in no time. Speakin’ of badges, yous’ll need to earn a few shortly after joinin’ up. But hey, dat’s easy. Most of ya’ have fotos alweady in yous awrsenal. Da furst badge me earned was da Meatloaf. Most kitties have at least one meatloaf foto hangin’ wound.
Da Ferris wheel at da Cat Scouts Cawrnival.
And lastly, new scouts must pick a patwol. We all have fun hangin’ wound da campfire but a patwol is a smaller gwoup compwised of a leader and udder members. These patwols work togevver on fings like da quests and makin’ floats and booffs fur cawrnivals and such. They help to keep all of da scouts infurmed when one of their members has a need. So Cat Scouts is a fun place fur kitties, but it’s also a pawsum place to gwo and learn to be better cats and cat peeps. It’s da “be all you can be” place fur cats. Ifin yous lookin’ fur a place to belong and be supported and gwo, Cat Scouts just might be da place fur you. So just click here and head on over. Me will see ya’ at da campfire.
Andy and me takin’ a memowy foto at da cawrnival
Me also wanted to tell ya’ bout a few fings comin’ up on meez bloggy. We have a pawsum weview and give away comin’ soon. And guess what? Meez give away is gunna be open to all wesidents of da USA and Canada. And it’s sumfin’ every house wiff a pet needs. Weez also got more twainin’ and flat scout stowries to tell. And…mommy just might be duin’ a little weview of hers own here. So stay tuned cuz yous not wanna miss anyfin’.
It’s CATURDAY!!! Da weekend is finally here. It’s time fur anudder flat cat Caturday…but weez didn’t have any visitors this week. We have a special visitor on da way tho’ and next week weez’ll have a surpwise fur ya’ wiff a stowry ‘bout meez (izzy) visit wiff meez handsum mancat Andy. Yous weally wanna be here fur dat. And ifin yous enjoyed our cweative venture of Lionesses on the ProwlFursday yous’ll fur sure wanna come back every fursday to see what our little lionesses be up to dat week.
Me asked mommy to help fix me a kissin’ booff . Timmy and unkle Pete made me a pawsum one, but me fawt me shuld help too.Fanks fur fixin’ me up Timmy, Einstein and unkle Pete.And since Einstein be mannin’ da udder kissin’ booff me wanted mommy to help me fix him up one too. Him’s a cutey isn’t he.
Cat Scouts is more than just an adventure. We have tons of fun. And we support each udder and help each udder in every way we can. But it duz have it’s serious side. Den Master cweated it to make us better Cats and kittens. Each badge we earn teaches us sumfin’. Every quest we have makes us better at workin’ wiff udders. And we take purride in bein’ purrmoted up da ranks. But those purrmotions come wiff more wespawnsibility to be good examples of well wounded cats fur all da kittens and udder cats of da world. Ifin yous not a member yet, wha’cha’ waitin’ on? head on over now, and join up. Click da red link. Weez havin’ our big Carnival this weekend and meez mannin’ a kissin’ booff.
Now me needs to be serious fur a minute and ask you all to purray fur awnty Ellen and da furmily over at 15 and meowin’. Sweet bootyful Lucy was diagnose wiff cancer this past week. She had been not eatin’ and feelin’ poorly. After many tests da diagnosis became clear. They twied to help her stay wound but she was just weady to go. sumtimes dat happens. But just cuz she was weady dusn’t mean da rest of us was. So hers furmily be weally gwievin’ wight now as gawjus Lucy went to heaven yesfurday. One of meez fellow cat scouts, Foxy, has been dislocated. Her and hers daddy (our unkle Edward) had to move but they can’t find anywhere to live dat will be good fur Foxy. Fankfully anudder of meez pawsum scouts is helpin’ out by keepin’ Foxy till unkle Edward can find them a place to live. And meez furiend Flynn’s not been feelin; well lately eever. Me kuld go on and on but da twuff is most of us kuld use sum purrayers. So me wuld ask you to member all those in need and send up a little purrayer fur them. We purray fur all of ya’ everyday and ask God to keep Hims hands on each of you. He knows da need even when we don’t.
Weez joinin’ Athena and Marie fur da Caturday Awrt Blog Hop. Go on by and check out all da udder pawsum awrtful kitties.
Here we awe wiff anudder epawsode of da adventures of Izzy and Tristy (aka: Flat Scout Dezi and Flat Scout Christy Paws). When last you caught up wiff our little flat lionesses Christy told da stowry of their twavels to Canada to visit Shoko and Kali where they had a blast. Click on da names in red above ifin yous missed those stories. Anyways, da girls had a gweat time and sed their goodbyes and headed off fur da states again to visit meez wunnewful, handsum mancat Andy in Ohio. Now me knows yous gunna wanna hear all ‘bout dat visit, so be here next Caturday. And weez even got a surpwise fur ya’ dat weez’ll tell ya’ ‘bout then. Be sure and mawk yous calendars. So today meez gunna tell ya’ all ‘bout da adventurwous journey Izzy and Tristy had getting’ to Andy’s house.
This is all da scouts visitin’ when we left. L-R: Pete, Izzy, Tristy, Timmy, Meiko, Buddy Budd, Einstein, and Shoko (Foko)
We sed our goodbyes to Shoko and Kali and all da udder flats dat was visitin’. Shoko’s mommy had been so pawsum and fixed us up sum lunches and snacks fur our twip. We had taken da twain and da bus on our way, but we had weally wanted to see sum of Canada so we ‘cided take our time and camp out a few nights. Me used to go horseback ridin’ wiff mommy and Christy has a horse so we rented a couple horses and a pack mule and headed off to see a little of Canada on our way back to da States. We left wound noon on Caturday afur last and rode till it stawrted getting’ dawrk. We found a nice quiet awea by a stweam to make camp fur da night. We watered da horses and mule and unpacked da tent we had rented as well. We was very furtunate to find a rancher willin’ to come to da border and pick up hims horses afur we cwossed over. Tristy pitched da tent as me gathered wood and made da fire.
Finally our tent pitched, our horses and mule hitched Tristy and me settled in to check out da pawsum meal awnty Jean had sent wiff us and talk ‘bout all we had seen dat day. We had a meal fit fur queens, rather lionesses; and regaled da booty of Canada. There was so many twees and gweenery. And we had seen lots of birds and wabbits along da way. Da peeps we encountered when we went fwu towns was so nice. We took a bweak in a little town earlier to water da horses and met up wiff sum weally furiendly kitties.
Tristy: They were real nice Izzy. You know lots of Canadian cats spend time outside as well as in. We saw that while staying with Shoko too. I don’t know that I would want mom to shut me outside. I like to be the house with all my toys and trees and family too much.
Izzy: Yeah Tristy they was weally cool and all but it’s just too dangerwous fur us to be outside like dat. They seemed to enjoy eatin’ stwange noms at differwent houses, but me likes to know where mommy is when me eats. And you know wiff all meez fur it gets kinda hot outside. Me wuld miss da a/c too much. It sure was nice of awnty Jean to send us wiff these pawsum noms fur tonight. What do you fink we oughtta hunt fur tomowwos meal?
Tristy: It was Izzy. I was kind of thinking we might have to have a couple of Canadian rabbits before we leave. What do you think?
Izzy: Me finks dat’s a gweat idea Tristy. There sure seems to be purrlenty wound here. Guess we oughtta turn in fur da night so we can get an early stawrt tomowwo.
We boff sed goodnight and crawled in da tent and fell fast asleep. Me dweamed of ketchin’ wabbits and of seein’ meez handsum Andy. Da next meownin’ we boff rose early and bein’ da good scouts we awe, we put out our fire and cleaned up da campsite so yous kuldn’t even tell we had been there. ‘Cept fur dat one spot. We kuldn’t wesist and had cawrved our names into one of da twees. Me sure hopes Den Master dusn’t give us a demotion fur dat, we just kuldn’t help ourselves. We pasked up and headed off. This wuld be our last day and night in da wilds of Canada.
We twaveled most of da day enjoyin’ our time in Canada. But as night approached we stawrted lookin’ fur a place to camp and keepin’ our eyes out fur those wascally wabbits. We finally came upon a small clearin’ wiff a nice little waterin’ hole and ‘cided to make camp there fur da night. We got set up and then went on da prowl fur dinner. We cwouched low to da gwound and caught wind of a wabbit by da waterin’ hole. We worked togevver like a kupple of weal lionesses wuld. We inched closer and closer and then spwang and took down a kupple wabbits in one pounce. We carried them back to our camp and cleaned ‘em up and hung ‘em on da spit. We put da hide and fur in our saddle bags fur a later purroject. As we ate da fwuits (wabbits) of our furst hunt togevver we chatted ‘bout da fun we had and how we kuldn’t wait to get acwoss da border and on to Andy’s house da next day. This wuld be one of their longest twips since most of da scouts live in da states.
Da next meownin’ da two little lionesses awoke early and cleaned up their campsite and headed off to meet wiff da nice rancher who wuld be takin’ da horses and mule back. Fwum there they caught a ride wiff a nice twucker and hims doggy on into Ohio. Da twucker was so nice he even dwove them wight up to Andy’s house. As Izzy and Tristy waved goodbye da ‘citement began to overtake Izzy. In a few short minutes she was gunna be starin’ at sweet Andy in da fur. Da girls stood at da door and looked at each udder afur knockin’. They wunnerwed just what adventures awaited them beyond da door. Finally Izzy reached her paw up and knocked, and…………………………..Join us every week fur da continuin’ saga of our little flat Lionesses on da Prowl.
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