(Mommy rolls up to the kitchen counter to make breakfast for Dezi and Raena. Dezi sits and watches from a perch on the brown cat tree. Raena comes zooming up the hall, around the corner and leaps onto the top of the stroller. Mommy starts singing one of her many made up breakfast songs and Raena jumps down and runs over to rub against mommy’s legs. And she spots her new favorite prey toy. Raena grabs the toy and begins her hunt, catch, kill routine, while mommy finishes preparing the brekky plates.)
Me sees you found your new favorite prey toy Raena.
This is about as good as it gets. Mommy tried to find a foto that showed off mines long arms, but…
I’s sure did sissy. I’s so blest to have such long arms. I’s even found mines second favorite prey toy too.
(Raena tosses the toy in the air and catches it and runs down the hall and back to the kitchen. She drops the toy, bats it around a bit until it gets pushed under the refrigerator. She then lays down and stretches her arm under the fridge and feels around for her “prey”. She tries to flatten herself out enough to see under the fridge. Chortling happily, her arm emerges with the prey toy attached to her claws and she grabs it up in her mouth and tosses it in the air again and again.
Mommy finally announces breakfast is ready and turns to make her a cup of coffee. Dezi runs to the living room with Raena following suit. Halfway there, Raena turns and goes back to the kitchen to wait on mommy. Mommy puts the plates in her lap and heads to the living room. Raena saunters slowly in front of mommy, tail held high, while Dezi watches from the edge of the living room. Mommy puts both plates down and rubs each girls chin and tells them how much she loves them and heads back to the kitchen to get her coffee. Both girls follow mommy until she’s safely seated and sipping coffee. Then they settle in to eat. After eating a bit, the girls settle in for their first after breakfast bath and chat)
You know Raena, we are very blest. We are so loved that we sometimes take things for granted. Y, We couldn’t ‘magine not havin’ a great brekky every meownin’. Me never gets tired of hearin’ mommy sing; but me’s never given a thought to what it might be like to not have a mommy who happily makes our meals everyday. You know, we joked ‘bout you hunting, ketching and killing your brekky the other day; but there are kitties out there that really do have to do that.
Ignore mommy’s leg. She got a little over excited with self tanner
in the foto editing app. MOL
Yeah sissy. I’s wouldn’t wanna have to live like that. It makes me so sad to think that some kitties don’t know the love and security of havin’ a furever home, a furever mommy, or wonderful furever furiends. Y, Just this past week, mommy got a box from one of those furever furiends that you made befur I’s was even born. I’s been really blest to have been accepted by all of your furiends. Now, they be mines furiends too.
Oh Raena, sis Lexi and me always said we had the bestest furiends in the universe. No matter what, they are there to luv and support us. When we furst got our catputer, we never could have ‘magined there was so many pawsum peeps in the world. And you’re right, they accepted you and luv you just like they do me. We can’t begin to fank you all enuff. You all mean so much to us.
Hey, sissy. did you see what was in that last box mommy got? Ya’ know with everything that’s been goin’ on with her, she’s been feelin’ kinda down. So much of what’s wrong can’t be fixed. And it looks like it might be quite a while befur she can get her teeth pains fixed, so she’s just been feelin’ a little blue. She says getting’ old sure ain’t fun. Anyways, awnty Anonymous sent mommy some henna so she could cover up those gray hairs that have been takin’ over her head fur.
Yep Raena, me saw it. It seems kinda silly, but sometimes it’s the small silly things that can make you feel better. It’s been quite some time since mommy was able to afford to cover her gray furs, so lots of time she just doesn’t even look in the mirror. She gave up on that husband findin’ years ago, and says we luv her no matter the color of her hair furs, so she just didn’t worry ‘bout it. But she’s pawfully glad she can now fix it. You’ve never seen it, but just wait. She looks so funny walkin’ ‘round with mud in her hair. But let me tell ya’, stand way back, or you’ll end up with red furs. Me knows from experience. Me had a red dot on mes head when me was a kitten. Like you, me had to be right up under mommy and in to everythin’ she did, and some of that mud got on me just long enuff to change mes fur color.
Really sissy? Well what ifin I’s wanna look like mommy and have red furs?
Raena, you’re so silly. You be bootyful just the way you are. And natural or not, henna ain’t good fur kitties.
Aaaaaaaaaw Fanky fanks sissy. I’s think you be bootyful too.
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Fank you Raena. And fank you to awnty Cindy, and awnty Anonymous fur sendin’ mommy some goodies. And fank you all fur bein’ our furiends. We wanna remind anypawdy that be innerested, we do have the fundraiser to help mommy get her dental work done. You can donate directly to paypal with our email address: lexi.dezi@yahoo.com or click here fur the fundraiser. Fank you awnty Cindy, awnty Gretel, awnty Jan and awnty Vonda. Every little bit gets us closer to our goal. We also purreciate all the shares and purrayers.
‘Member to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your life.
Well, half mines face is missin’, but you get da point. MOL
Don’t furget to check out the Kitties Blue to see all the Sunday Selfies. We’re linkin’ up, right sissy?
We are Raena. Paws crossed, we have a worker startin’ tomorrow, so mommy’s got a few things she needs to do today to get ready. We’re still bein’ cautious, so we’ll post more on this later. We’ll be by to visit as soon as we can.
(Raena zooms through the house letting out her signature hum each time her right paw hits the floor. She rounds the corner and leaps onto mommys lap purring so loudly, it’s almost mistaken for a growl. Her eyes dart from left to right and she catches a glimpse of Dezi in the distance.)
(Dezi rounds the corner and heads for her breakfast plate as Raena leaps from mommy’s lap with all 4 paws outstretched. She looks much like a flying squirrel <mommy’s not fast enough to catch this on camera, but continues to try>. She lands on the other side of Dezi and turns and zooms up the Liberty cat tree. Dezi hisses but Raena’s already out of reach. Dezi settles in to eat and Raena steps from ledge to ledge down the Liberty cat tree and walks back over to mommy and rubs her legs and looks up. Mommy reaches down and lifts Raena to her lap and gives her a kiss and says,)“Honey, you need to calm down and eat your brekky. See how nice sissy’s eating her brekky? That should be you too.”
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me RaenaBelle.
(Dezi looks up from her plate) Raena, did you hear mommy? You need to come down here and eat your brekky. And that doesn’t mean play with mes tail.
I’s don’t wanna eat right now sissy. I’s not hunted and killed anythin’ yet.
We don’t have to hunt and kill our noms Raena, mommy purrvides us with great noms served up on silver platters.
I’s thought they were china, sissy?.
Oh Kittens, Raena!!! Me didn’t literally mean silver, altho’ mommy says our china plates do have silver edges. Me was just makin’ a point. That point was that you have all the food you need without ever liftin’ a paw.
I’s know sissy. But you know how much I’s like to hunt and kill befur every meal. But I’s lost mines new favorite prey.
Well, ifin ya’ didn’t take everythin’ to the kitchen where the black holes of the oven and furigerator live, you might not lose stuffs so fast.
Raena heads to the kitchen, nip nanner in tow.
Well sissy, I’s went fishin’ in the black hole under the oven last night, but mommy wouldn’t help me. All she had to do was move da oven and I’s coulda checked fur mines new favorite prey.
Mommy can’t move the oven silly. You know that. Do you want mommy to fall down again? Or pass out?
Of course not sissy. But she coulda just took that big pull out out and let me under there. I’s know fur sure there’s at least one silvervine stick, fluffy ball, mines awnty Ellen fishy, and somethin’ with feathers on it in that black hole. And maybe mines new favorite prey.
Well Raena, me suggests you find another new favorite prey. Least till the new helper comes to work. Cuz me doesn’t think mommy’s gonna be pullin’ out anythin’ or movin’ furniture any time soon. We got lots of great new toys fur Christmas. Pick one of them.
Ya’ know sissy, this is one of those educational moments. Attention all kittys’ slaves…
Raena!!!
Uh, yeah, me means “Attention all kittys’ pawrents.” Did you know that we kitties still have some wildness in us? Yep, even us gentle giant Ragdoll cats. Obesity is a real purroblem in house cats. That obesity can cause all kinds of health issues, that could have been avoided, or at least kept at bay fur many years. A kitty’s true nature is to hunt and kill befur we eat. Those of us furtunate enuff to have a furever home with luvvin’ pawrents, no longer have to do this. But just cuz we don’t have too, doesn’t mean the drive isn’t still there.
You know, we think D-I-E-T is a four letter word in our house, but we know it’s sometimes necessary. But there are other ways to keep kitty happy and healthy. Rigorous play not only serves to wear us out, but is also a good way to help us shed those extra pounds. It’s also a good way to entice us to dine on a schedule. With all of the infurmation available today, mommy has learned that kibble isn’t an optimal diet fur any kitty. And that kitties don’t really need food available 24/7. Even the tiger who stashes her kill, doesn’t munch off and on all day and night. That bein’ said, the kitties in mommy’s house have been eatin’ on a schedule fur years now, and I’s don’t know any different. Mommy says I’s need to insert the fact that as a kitten I’s get an extra meal or two each day to meet mine’s growin’ needs. Altho’ we’re not yet eatin’ the complete raw diet mommy would like us too, we do eat the next bestest thing, freeze dried raw. And befur each meal we have a little game of hunt and kill where we build up our appetite and satisfy those wild urgings. MOL
That was a great little lesson you purrsented Raena. Me’s kinda impurressed. You’re gonna have to get off mommy’s lap and close out the posty ifin you plan to #hunt, #kill and #eat this meownin’. Furst let’s link up with Rascal, Rocco and their co-hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade.
(Raena glimpses a sparrow outside and leaps from mommy’s lap and runs up the Liberty cat tree to get a better look)
Sissy!!! Did you see that birdy? Maybe I’s can hunt, ketch and kill him.
Shut it down furst Raena.
(Meowing from her perch on the tree) Oh yeah. Fanky fanks fur remindin’ me sissy. We hope you all have a pawsum weekend. We’ll be round to visit as soon as we can.
Till the next time……………………………………Be Blest!!!
Do you (your kitty) have any routines/habits you (your kitty) do(es) before each meal?
Do you (your kitty) like to play hunt, kill and eat?
(Dezi’s crouched down behind the chair, her tail twitching and flicking from side to side and eyes wide, waiting for Raena to saunter past)
(Raena looks about from the dining room for Dezi. She chortles her frustration.)
Where’s sissy mommy?
Girls. It’s time for Blest Sunday. Are ya’ll gonna write a post today or play tag?
(Raena comes charging toward the chair and mommy chirping the whole way)
(With one last ripple of the skin and tail flick, Dezi jumps out at Raena. Both girls briefly hiss and then run to mommy) Of course we’re gonna write a Blest sunday posty, mommy. We wouldn’t miss it.
I’s wanna write the posty, sissy.
You wrote the last posty Raena. It’s mes turn. ‘Member, it’s mes name on the blog.
Furst up today we wanted to say a meowsy big Fank you to those who have sent money fur mommys teeth purroblems. Most donations have come through the fundraiser, but we did get a couple directly to our paypal at lexi.dezi@yahoo.com. Fank you awnty Petal, awnty Carol, awnty Cindy, awnty Julie, and those Anonymous awnties and uncles that donated. We currently have $570.00 towards what we need. Even ifin mommy had the work done in stages, we still don’t have enuff to cover the cost of the removal of those teeth that are causing all the pain and infection. That cost is $1320.00. But cuz that would leave mommy with only 2 teeth on the bottom, that appointment also included partials so she would be able to eat, speak right and so on, fur a total cost of $3598.00. You can read the posty where mommy talked ‘bout what’s needed here. Some of you have asked ‘bout antibiotics and such. Cuz mommy didn’t make a follow up appointment to have the work done, the dentist didn’t give mommy anything, that’s a common purractice here. Mommys regular doctor told her to see a dentist, again, common purractice here. So we’re doin’ what we can and takin’ it one day at a time. We feel very blest to have each other and all of you.
We are so fankful fur all your purrs, purrayers, luv and support. We feel so blest to have so many amazin’ furiends.
Hey sissy, don’t furget ‘bout mines new harness. Fanky fank you awnty Vonda fur sendin’ the green papers to get me a new harness. Cuz mommy was a little under the weather last week, she hasn’t had a chance yet to measure me and get it ordered, but she says it’s on the agenda this week. And, we met a really nice purrson who came by to apply fur the job to help mommy ‘round the house.
Yes, Raena, we did, but we’re not gonna say anythin’ more till the word comes back and this purrson actually starts workin’ fur us. No, we’re not superstitious, but we’ve been here too many times and it’s not worked out, so we’re just bein’ cautious.
(Raena suddenly jumps up and zooms through the house and jumps up on Dezi) Cautious. Hmmpht
(Dezi hisses and raises her paw as if she was going to whack Raena) Yes, Raena, cautious. You’re too young to understand some things, so just take it from me and keep quiet. And quit jumpin’ on me. That’s not very nice ya’ know. We better rap it up and finish brekky.
The sun’s shinin’ and it’s kinda warm outside. Reckon’ mommy will take us fur a stroll?
Raena, the wind’s blowin’ so hard out there we’d get blown off the sidewalk. In other words, purrobably not. Fankfully we have a home to stay in so we don’t have to get blown all over. And we’re blest to have a mommy who luvs us, and all our amazin’ furiends. Purrlease ‘member to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur the many blessings in your life. We don’t really do selfies so much, but we’re joinin’ the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. Now, me has a lesson to teach to Raena ‘bout jumpin’ on unsuspectin’ kitty girls.
Hey, are ya’ll out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. Did ya’ furget us? We kinda fell off the planet fur a few days and didn’t tell anypawdy, didn’t we?. And look’it, I’s getting to write all the postys this week.
Getting to Raena? Hmmmmpht You jumped on me and ran to mommy furst.
Yeah, well, I’s still writing today’s posty. Right?
We’ll see. Depends on what you wanna say.
I’s thought we needed to ‘pawlogize fur disappearing like that. A couple awnties sent emails checkin’ in on us, and we really did purreciate that. Things just got to be a little too much fur mommy and she just kinda shut down. Ya’ know havin’ (on top of the regular pains and purroblems) an infected mouth and all that pain constantly can sometimes make ya’ not be able to think. And thinkin’ she could lose the benefits she has that make it so she can hire somepawdy to help her, was really stressful. We had several peeps come by and fill out applications to help mommy, and we’ve got our paws crossed that one of them works out.
Raena, ya’ need to ‘splain that the DHS nurse told mommy to keep trying to hire somepawdy till they made a final determination.
You just did sissy. Anyways, the DHS nurse called mommy yesfurday and told her she could keep her benefits fur now. and urged her to get somepawdy in here to help her. Ya’ know, kinda like mommy wasn’t tryin’. You can’t make somepawdy work that doesn’t wanna. The work ethics of peeps these days is just pawful. She also said she worried ‘bout mommy bein’ depressed and all. And wished she had some kinda support or at least somepawdy to talk too. Mommy told her fanky fanks but not to worry, she has us and we have ya’ll.
Anyways, I’s wanted to talk ‘bout somethin’ else today. You all know how sis Dezi’s always meowin’ on ‘bout how I’s messin’ with the new AeroGarden. Well, You should see her with the garden. Ya’ know we got a few sprouts last week and mommy removed those cool caps. No, she didn’t let me have them. She said she was savin’ them to use again. Anyways, that’s not the point. But those caps sure do scoot across the floor well. And they’re just the right size fur carryin’ in one’s mouth. Again, I’s getting’ off track. Let me tell ya’ ‘bout sis Dezi and the AeroGarden.
Ifin ya’ don’t know, Dill is an herb that grows really tall, really fast and has feathery leaves. Mommy says she doesn’t know many uses fur dill outside of pickles, which she doesn’t like, but it makes a purretty plant. And of course it’s feathery leaves was just too much temptation fur sis Dezi.
Was Not, Raena!!! Me was just checkin’ on the purrogress of everything.
Yeah, right. Is that what you call takin’ a bite outta mommys’ herbs?
Well what about you runnin’ off with the whole pod? At least what me did didn’t hurt anythin’. After all, mommy said she was ‘posed to purrune them as they grew so they’d get bigger and floofier. All me did was give the dill a bit of purrunin’. Altho’ me doesn’t think me’ll be doin’ that again, least not any time soon. It doesn’t taste very good. Now me knows why mommy doesn’t like pickles. Me doesn’t either. Well, except maybe one of those tickle pickles mes seen ‘round the blogosphere. Me might like one filled with nip.
A nip pickle? I’s want a nip pickle, sissy. Where’s the nip pickle?
We don’t have one Raena. Have you already furgotten all the pawsum toys we got fur Christmas?
Oh no sissy. I’s luvs all the toys we got fur Christmas, and your Meowday. I’s just thought you meant mommy was growin’ nip pickles in her garden.
Yeah, right. Altho’ mommy did say that when she gets some lettuce she would start us a pod of grass too. At least we’ll get somethin’.
When’s this gonna happen sissy?
Soon Raena, soon. We need to wrap it up now so we can try to get ‘round and visit our furiends.
You’re right sissy. Furst let’s link up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawtastic co hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade. Oh and ifin you would like to donate to mommys teeth fund, you can donate directly thru paypal to our email address: lexi.dezi@yahoo.com that’s lexi (dot) dezi (at) Yahoo (dot) com, or the fundraiser here. We really purreciate all your luvs, support, purrayers and donations. I’s hope you enjoyed seein’ that it’s not just me messing with mommys’ garden. We’ll be by to see ya’ll as soon as we can; we’re really behind.
Till the next time…………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Do you (your peeps) eat dill?
If so, how do you use it?
Do you think mommy should grow us some grass in one of those pods?
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