Hey, Everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle!!! Hey sissy, we’re home!!! Hurry mommy, get mine’s harness off. I’s wanna go tell sissy ‘bout mine’s visit with doctor stabby and grabby. (Raena jumps down from the stroller and heads down the hallway looking for Dezi. She makes a quick potty box detour and then paces through the house meowing and looking for Dezi.) Sissy? Sissy, where are you? Sissy, come out, I’s wanna tell ya’ what happened. (Raena walks over and jumps in mommy A’s lap and looks at her and meows) Mommy? Why won’t sissy come out? Where is she? (Raena jumps down and paces through the house meowing more persistantly this time.) Sissy!!! Sissy, I’s need to tell ya’ somethin’!!!
(Dezi strolls down the hall and jumps on the cat tree) What’s all the yeowlin’ ‘bout? Ya’ come in yeowlin’ and wakin’ me up from me’s rainy day nap. Kittens!!! Your meowin’ like the house is on fire or somethin’.
The house is on fire too sissy? What should we do? Are we trained fur fires?
(Dezi slaps her paw to her forehead) No Raena, the house ain’t on fire, it’s just a sayin’. (Dezi shakes her head) Never mind. What’s so ‘purrtant you had to wake me up. You stink like…
I’s scared mommy. I’s wanna cuddle.
Well sissy, let me tell ya’. When we got there, all I’s could hear was woofies barkin’ and squealin’. The things they were barkin’. I’s think they tried to kill one of ‘em. Bless his heart. Then, we were sittin’ there mindin’ our own business and in walks the biggest woofie I’s ever seen. He ran right over and got all up in mine’s business. His human ‘pawrently believes like the peeps out here, like the law doesn’t apply to them. Cuz he didn’t even have on a collar much less a leash. He could’a eaten me alive befur his human could’a done anythin’. Hmmmpht What is it with those peeps?
Me doesn’t know Raena. But you’re so right. Every time me’s had to go see doctor stabby and grabby me’s almost been accosted.
I’s can tell ya’, I’s would’a gone down whacky pawin’ cuz he would’a hurt mommy too since I’s was in her arms at the time.
Sure sounds like ya’ll were in the waitin’ room fur a long time Raena. Did you ever get into a room?
You always make me feel safe, mommy.
We were sissy. They weighed me when we walked in the door, but we had to wait fur elebenty billion 30 minutes befur we ever got a room of our own. Didn’t take long fur doctor stabby and grabby to show up then. He kept shinin’ a light in mines eyes and it hurted. Mommy’s a little bit furious, but she says that after 2 1/2 years of takin’ me in and complainin’ ‘bout mine’s eye issue, we furinally have an answer to what’s wrong. I’s hate that it made mommy cry tho’. She said she felt just horrible that I’s been in pain every day of mine’s life and she didn’t do more to find an answer sooner. I’s told her she shouldn’t feel bad, she did the bestest she could.
Well what’s wrong with ya’, Raena?
Can we leave mommy? I’s don’t wanna wait fur doctor stabby and grabby.
Well sissy, I’s can’t say all the big words, so I’s told mommy that I’s would s’plain it kind’a like doctor stabby and grabby did and once we got the plan of action estimate, she could tell everypawdy. See, mine’s bottom eyelids turn in some. And there’s these tiny little fur hairs attached to ‘em that are s’posed to purrtect our eyes from stuffs flyin’ in ‘em. Cuz mine’s are turned in, those tiny little fur hairs are constantly scratchin’ and irritatin’ mines eyes. So, they’re constantly irritated and that’s why they’re always gunky and I’s sometimes close ‘em up and can’t see anythin’.
Oh Raena, me’s sorry. Me didn’t know.
Maybe ifin I’s pout, mommy’ll take me home.
It’s okay sissy, nopawdy did and I’s couldn’t s’plain it.
So, now that they’ve figgered out what the purroblem is Raena, what are they gonna do ‘bout it?
Well sissy, I’s gonna have to have laser surgery to make mine’s eyelids turn out right like they’re s’posed too. And, it seems I’s might have some gum issues too, so while I’s out of it fur mine’s eye surgery, doctor stabby and grabby’s gonna clean mine’s teethies and see what’s goin’ on in mine’s mouth. He said they’re gonna shave all the furs off mine’s eyes. Ifin I’s bein’ honest, I’s a little bit scared sissy.
Me is too Raena. Are they gonna make you stay in the hospital?
Nope sissy. Fanky fankfully fur mommy. She told ‘em she wasn’t leavin’ mine’s side at all. Doctor stabby and grabby said that was fine and then mumbled somethin’ ‘bout hopin’ the insurance covered it. Anyways, I’s’ll be comin’ home that afternoon. We have to be there at 6:30 the meownin’ of November 15th. So, I’s gonna have to plan your pawrty fur a time befur that.
So you already have the ‘pointment huh Raena?
Yep sissy. Seems once doctor stabby and grabby figgered out what’s wrong with me, it’s suddenly urgent that I’s have mine’s purrcedure. Altho’, mommy said she wishes we could do it tomorrow. She really feels bad that I’s been hurtin’ fur so long and she didn’t fix it. It’s gonna cost a couple hunnerd dollars. I’s don’t know where we’re gonna get it from, but I’s sure hope we do. I’s can’t even ‘magine mine’s eyes not hurtin’. That’s gonna be so pawsum.
Well Raena, we’ll have to ask our furiends ifin they’ll help us help you. Ifin not, maybe me can sell a kidney or somethin’. Guess we’ll have to post the estimate as soon as doctor stabby and grabby sends it to us.
Yeah sissy, he was too busy when we were there to write it up; doctor stabby and grabby two had the day off. But he purromissed to get it to us in a day or two. Fanky fankfully, he’s runnin’ a special on dentals right now and we do get a Service Cat discount. Mommy said t’ween your last ‘pointment and mine’s visit we’re already at our hunnerd dollar credit limit with him. So we have to pay fur mine’s purrcedure the day I’s have it done. Ifin anypawdy can help me get mine’s eyes fixed, you can donate to our paypal address at: email@example.com. Or you can donate directly to doctor stabby and grabby’s office: Carter County Animal Hospital, Ardmore OK. (580)226-1001 (Dr. Cade Wilson). Our account is unner mommy’s name: Audra High. I’s sure would ‘purreciate it. And I’s could use your purrayers too.
Me will purray fur you Raena. Me wants you to be all better too. Who knows, that might have somethin’ to do with why you’re such a pest. Who knows what you’re gonna be like when you’re no longer in constant pain.
I’s tryin’ on masks fur sissy’s pawrty.
Well sissy, I’s thinkin’ we should have your Carnival Birthday/Gotchaday pawrty on Wednesday November 14th. There’s still time to put on your mask and send (email to: firstname.lastname@example.org) us your foto to be included in the festivities. Ifin you’re havin’ trouble findin’ a mask, let us know. We want all our furiends to attend, so we’ll help ya’ any way we can.
(Hours pass and find Raena sleeping off the day. This morning, Raena’s feeling lethargic and didn’t get up to eat breakfast. Dezi worriedly paces from the bedroom to the living room again and again, searching for Raena.) RaenaBelle? C’mon, get up, it’s time fur brekky. Me will let you jump on me as many times as you want. Just get up Raena, it’s time.
(Raena opens her eyes, but doesn’t lift her head) I’s will sissy, just let me finish mine’s nap.
Hey…HEY IS ANYPAWDY OUT THERE??? It’s Me RaenaBelle!!! (Raena looks around for Dezi and then towards the window as a flash of lightning brightens up the room.) Sissy!!! I’s not sure ifin anypawdy can hear me over all these thunder boomers and storms. Sissy? Sissy, where are you?
Leave me alone Raena. Me’s checkin’ unner the bed fur intruders. Don’t you have somethin’ you’re s’posed to be gettin’ ready fur?
I’s do sissy. The day’s furinally here. we’re goin’ to town to get mommy’s purrmanent dentures. Somepawdy asked on facebook what we meant, so I’s purrobably oughtta x’plain a bit. By purrmanent, we mean the final denture plate that’ll take the place of these temps she’s been wearin’ fur 6 months. There’s no screws in mommy’s mouth and she’ll still take her teethies out to brush ‘em and all. So technically, they’re not purrmanent. ‘Course nuffin’ with a 6 month warranty is purrmanent, right? But, they’ll be purrmanent fur mommy cuz there’s no way we’d be able to affurd another pair, so they’re just gonna have to last.
(Meowing from UTB) Mommy’ll take good care of ‘em Raena. Don’t you worry ‘bout that. Are you ready fur your ‘pointment?
Mine’s ‘pointment? (Raena wipes at her eyes) I’s don’t have any ‘pointments. I’s just goin’ with mommy cuz she might need me.
Oh, yeah. Mmmhuh, sure. Nope, no ‘pointments fur RaenaBelle.
What ‘pointment did you think I’s had sissy?
(Mumbling under her breath from under the bed) Nuffin’ Raena. Me was just thinkin’ out loud is all. Ya’ know, ‘bout your eyes. Me knows mommy had wanted to have those looked at, she just needed to pay our balance at the V E T’s down a little so she could affurd to have you checked out.
Well, I’s don’t wanna go to the V E T’s office. I’s gonna hope we’re at mommy’s dental place all day so there’s no time to go to the V E T. Besides, don’t you think mommy’s gonna wanna hurry home knowin’ how scared you’ll be here by yourself with all these storms?
How many times does me have to tell ya’ Raena, me’s not scared. Me’s checkin’ fur intruders!!! Anyways, we’ll just ask all our furiends to keep all of us in their purrayers today. Ya’ know, that mommy gets purropurr fittin’ and aesthetically purrleasin’ teethies. And, that ya’ll will be safe out in the storms, ‘specially since mommy didn’t get any sleep last night; and that me will be safe here waitin’ on ya’ll to come home. And, that whatever’s wrong with your eyes will be easily fixed and not cost a lot. It’s gonna kill mommy to not clean your eyes all day. Ya’ know, CK once said your eyes looked pawsum, she didn’t know what we were meowin’ ‘bout. We had to tell her that mommy purrobably cleans those things elebenty billion times a day, and edits out the bad like a blemish.
Hmmmmpht I’s know. Mommy’s constantly wipin’ mine’s eyes. Altho’, it does help me see better when she does. I’s fanky fankful mommy cares enuff to take care of me like that. I’s not sure she’s gonna be noticin’ mine’s eyes much today tho’. She didn’t get much sleep the night befur either cuz of all the storms. So, two days without sleep at her age…we’ll be lucky ifin she doesn’t doze off while waitin’ on her teethies. She says they want her there early in case it takes a few tries to get her teethies right. I’s can’t wait fur when we take fotos and show off her new smile. Altho’ it purrobably won’t be tomorrow. I’s see a long nap and lots of cuddles in our near future.
(Dezi meows quietly from under the bed while a loud clap of thunder booms over head) Me sure hopes the storm passes soon so me can join the cuddles on the bed ‘stead of unner it.
(Raena jumps on the cat tree and waits for mommy to put her harness on and strap her into the stroller. She meowmbles) Guess we won’t be visitin’ our furiends again today. Hmmmmpht We’s better start visitin’ soon or they’ll furget all ‘bout us.
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s still alive!!! They tried their bestest to do away with me, but they failed!!! Fanky fank da cats mommy was there to purrtect me. She’ll bare the scars of her luvs and devotion to me furever. Sorry, ‘bout that mommy, I’s was just sooooooo scared, and you were right, mine’s claws do need clippin’.
RaenaBelle, fur kittens sake, nopawdy was tryin’ to kill ya’. (whispers under her breath) ‘Cept maybe me when ya’ jump on me’s back. (meowing audibly again) Anyways, what was up with you? You luv goin’ to town with mommy. But yesfurday you were tryin’ to hide, and escape the stroller and meowin’ to high heaven. Mommy says you even made a scene in the car. you could’a caused ya’ll to have an accident ya’ know?.
See mommy? Mine’s eyes look so much better. I’s don’t
need to go anywhere.
Oh sissy, after askin’ all our furiends to purray fur me, mine’s eyes were doin’ much better, and I’s decided I’s didn’t wanna go to the (whispers) V E T. And, I’s was right. They were just pawful. It smelled and there was this poor kitty somewhere in there that meowed to me how they were torturin’ him. Bless his heart, I’s couldn’t help him at all, so I’s scurried back into the stroller and pleaded with mommy fur us to leave post haste. What did she do? She just sat there luvvin’ on me like it was just any other day. Like I’s didn’t know what was gonna happen. The doctor came in with a needle bigger than me to stick me with.
A needle bigger than you huh?
Okay, so maybe it wasn’t bigger than me, but it was still huge. You know, I’s lost some weight cuz mine’s eyes and all the drainage makes me not wanna eat so good; so any needle is too big fur mine’s poor little bony body.
Yeah, you might be built different than me Raena, and thus smaller, but there’s nuffin’ poor, little or bony ‘bout your body. Ifin that was the case, mommy would’a took ya’ to the V E T much sooner. You know mommy doesn’t get any joy outta takin’ us to that place. But you also know you’ve kept us all awake all week rubbin’ your eyes. Mommy’s exhausted and scared you might go blind ifin she doesn’t find a way to fix ya’. So, did you get any medicine?
Yes sissy, I’s did. Fanky fanks to awnty Vonda who sent some green papers in case the charges were more than we could charge. Ya’ know we can only charge a hunnerd dollars, and mines medicine alone was almost $25.00. They sent home some of those pawful eye drops I’s hate so much. They help, but mommy doesn’t wanna use ‘em long term. The V E T told mommy to see how I’s do when winter comes. And ifin mine’s eyes clear up, we’ll know it’s fur sure allergies. But, ifin they don’t, I’s gotta go back. Hmmmmpht Can you believe they want me to come back?
Yeah Raena, they do like takin’ our money. But, your eyes are very ‘purrtant, so ifin ya’ need to go back, then ya’ need to go back. We’ll just purray things get better and you don’t have too. Did the V E T say anythin’ else? Guess with you clingin’ to mommy so, she didn’t get any fotos
Oh sissy, I’s healthy, happy and gawjus she said. You know they couldn’t get enuff of me. All grabby and stuffs they just kept wantin’ to touch me and coo over me. As fur the fotos…ya’ know, the funniest thing happened. I’s was so busy tryin’ to avoid getting’ dressed and you were so busy hidin’ UTB so you didn’t have to go, that neither of us reminded mommy to put the camera in her purrse. We were halfway to Ardmore when mommy realized she furgot it. By that time, it was too late to turn ‘round. So, there’s no foto evidence of mine’s horror visit. But, meowin’ of fotos, we got a great box that we’re gonna be tellin’ everypawdy ‘bout this month and we decided to share some of it with our new furiend Nubs. Mommy asked ifin she could take fotos of Nubs and Ms. A said it was okay. So, we have a foto of Nubs to show everypawdy. By the way, we’re gonna be givin’ one of those pawsum boxes we got away this month too. I’s think we’ve told ya’ll, we have a few great give aways comin’ up this month. Any of the items would make a pawsum Christmas gift fur your bestest feline furiend. As a matter of fact, we’ve got one comin’ up fur ya’ next week.
Here’s Nubs. He’s a black and white Manx kitty.
We sure do Raena. All these give aways are a build up to me’s birthday. We’re so x’cited. Ya’ know we luv sharin’ so anytime we can share our blessin’ with our furiends, we’re really happy. Meowin’ of Christmas as you were Raena, we’d also like everypawdy to know that awnty Ann from Zoolatry is takin’ orders fur Holiday PhotoArt. You know, even ifin ya’ don’t have a bloggy, she could design somethin’ pawsum fur you to use as your Christmas Cards. Check out some of the amazin’ work she does here. And, you can contact her directly at: email@example.com. What do ya’ say we go play?
I’s right behind ya’ sissy. I’s think we purrobably oughtta keep it down tho’, I’s think mommy might need a nap.
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. We sure do wanna fank you all fur your luv and suppurrt. Mommy says it may have been a year since Lexi left her, but it feels like yesfurday. Most of ya’ unnerstand dat feelin’; and we just want you to know, you’re not alone. Anyways, besides the blues, mommy’s also been feelin’ a little out of sorts and extra achy. At furst she just thought it was cuz of the crazy weather and her teeth purroblems. But she’s had a horse and a frog wagin’ war in her throat lately, and coughin’ too. Now I’s not know how a frog much less a horsey can fit in mommy’s throat, but she sure sounds funny when she talks.
Raena, don’t make fun of mommy. That’s not nice.
Come on sissy, you know she sounds funny. You said so yourself.
That’s different. Me was talkin’ to you in purr-ivate. Me wasn’t tellin’ the world.
Oh purrlease, you know we blab everythin’. Anyways, when we went to see mommy’s doctor yesfurday, he wasn’t sure he believed that mommy was sick. He thought she was just havin’ some allergy and sinus issues. So some lady came in and stole some of mommy’s bloods. You know, they didn’t shave her neck or nuffin’. They just stuck somethin’ in her finger and it was all over. Them VETs’ could learn a little somethin’ ’bout blood stealin’. You know, mommy be a redheaded white woman, but when they stuck her, she was a redheaded ghosty. I’s was meowin’ and goin’ crazy pants inside mine’s stroller. Mommy dropped her head ‘tween her knees and Doc came in and asked what all the fuss was ‘bout. He took one look at mommy and ran over and held her in the chair. After a hunnerd few minutes, mommy raised her head, and she was back to bein’ mine’s redheaded white mommy and not mine’s ghosty mommy. ‘Course, I’s had calmed down once Doc came in the room to help mommy, so I’s laid peacefully in the stroller lissenin’ to mommy and Doc talk.
They chatted ‘bout me and how things have changed fur the worse in medicine, and a little ‘bout pawlitics while waitin’ fur those blood test results. Furinally there was a knock on the door and the blood stealin’ thief appeared and handed Doc a piece of paper. He turned and looked at mommy and said, “How are you still walking around?” Seems mommy’s body be fightin’ the infection and sicks like crazy. So he faxed a script fur another antibiotic over to the furmacy and we all said our goodbyes and see ya’ laters. And with that mommy and me headed out to said furmacy to get mommy’s medicine.
Things were goin’ purretty good till we left the furmacy and got to the car. Mommy just missed the step off the curb and down we went. Yep, she was holdin’ on to the stroller, so I’s tumbled over too. Mommy says she was so embarrassed. There she lay on the pavement, with piddle pads flyin’ everywhere. (we keep a few in the bottom of the stroller, just in case) I’s don’t know ‘bout this embarrassin’, but it sure nuff was scary. Mommy recovered like any good kitty would. She looked ‘round and pulled herself up with the help of the car. Yes, of course she pulled me up too. And then we sashayed over to the car door to load up like nuffin’ ever happened.
When we got loaded in the car, mommy started cryin’ and ‘pawlogized fur lettin’ me fall. I’s was fine. I’s was just glad mommy was okay too. She’s a little extra bruised up, but all in all, she’s okay. After all that excitement, we headed straight fur home. Without even thinkin’, mommy popped her furst antibiotic dose in her mouth and swallowed it down. Then she went online to look it up. Seems, Cipro is used to treat serious infections; but it has some purretty scary side effects. So, we sure would purreciate any purrayers you can spare.
‘Member these cute little lettuce plants?
Now, do ya’ll wanna hear somethin’ cool? Mommy had her furst grown by her own hands salad this week. Yep, she was furinally able to harvest enuff leaves to make a salad. She said it was amazin’. But she also thinks she must be doin’ somethin’ wrong, cuz our garden doesn’t look or yield as much as the ones on the AeroGarden site.
Check out those salad leaves fresh from the AeroGarden
Yeah Raena, you’re right. But we did tell mommy that fur her furst time, she did a great job. Her lettuce pods have quite a few little baby sprouts that should eventually turn into more salad leaves. She’s been readin’ up and thinks her next growin’ venture should be Romaine. Most of the reviews talk ‘bout how quickly the Romaine grows.
I’s can’t wait sissy. I’s a really good helper. I’s tried to help mommy pick leaves fur her salad, but she kept shooin’ me away. I’s don’t know why she didn’t want mine’s help, do you?
Me doesn’t know Raena. Ya’ reckon it could have somethin’ to do with the fact that you tried to eat a few?
Who? Me? I’s was just makin’ sure they were ready, and not poison. You know, like a taste tester.
A taste tester? Yeah right. Whatever. Anyways, let’s wrap this up and go play.
Okay sissy. Furst we need to link up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade. We’ll be ‘round to visit when we can. Ya’ know, we gotta wait on mommy to help us type. And we hope you all have a furtastic weekend.