Category: Just Fur Fun

All Hail The Queen of Slink

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Meowllo everypawdy, hope you had a great weekend. It’s another Miserable Monday here and let me tell you, we sure had a storm last night. Ya know da skies have been gray and sunless furever now, but at least da rains have been quiet da last few days. And then outta nowhere last night da thunder and lightnin’ started up and scared da b-jeebies outta me.

 Dezi cocks head to the side in thought

There we was, layin’ in bed all cuddled up da way mommy and me do. Ya’ know mommy can’t sleep without a kitty cuddled up next to her purrin’ her a lullaby. And me and sis Lexi used to purr in unison. Mommy says it was kinda like havin’ a vibratin’ bed. Anyways, me’s getting’ off track here, let’s get back to da storm of da century. So there we was all cuddled up and suddenly, BOOM gRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrUMBLE It was so loud even mommy jumped. Me couldn’t slink or scamper off da bed and under it fast enuff. But me had purrlenty of light to see by, cuz lightnin’ came through da black bedroom curtains and lit up da whole room. Well mommy began to coo at me from atop da bed while me shook in me’s fur under da bed. She wanted me back up on da bed with her. Like dat was gonna happen. As long as da sky was grumblin’, me was gonna stay put……….safely UTB (under the bed). Mommy calls me da Queen of Slink. She says fur a big kitty me can sure flatten out fast enuff.

Now let me tell you somethin’ you may not know about me’s mommy. She’s a clever one. She doesn’t like to take no fur an answer and won’t ifin she can help it. So there me was shakin’ in me’s fur and mommy’s cooin’ and nothing’s happening. So she begins to whine. You know, “Dezi, I Neeeeeeeed you. Baby, I can’t sleep without you. Dezi, it’s okay, I won’t let anything or anybody hurt you, come on back up here on the bed with mommy.” Yeah, just how did she plan on purrtectin’ me while she slept? Was she gonna snore dat storm away? Me wasn’t goin’ anywhere. UTB was just fine with me.

 Dezi lays on the bed

After what seemed like furever me heard mommy softly snifflin’. Hmmmmm Me cocked me’s head and thought a minute. Somethin’ must be wrong. Mommy’s cryin’. So me made da decision to go and check on her. Me bravely crouched low to da ground and slinked out from under da bed and looked up from da floor. Me couldn’t see a thing. So me hurried up da steps and jumped over to mommy’s chest and stuck me’s face in hers. Meow? What’s wrong mommy, me asked. ‘Tween da sniffles mommy went on about how sis Lexi wouldn’t have left her alone just cuz of some storm and how me has to be her big girl now, and how she neeeeeeds me and luuuuuuvs me and would never let me go. Me lissened intently and purred luvvingly. And then when da next thunder boomer hit…………me scurried back UTB. From me’s spot UTB me meowed to mommy, “Remember mommy, me’s da Queen of Slink and…me Ain’t sis Lexi.” 

Dezi sniffing cat tree perch
Me’s gotta make sure dat ole storm didn’t mess with me’s tree.

We didn’t get much sleep last night, but fur now da storm has ended and it’s quietly mistin’ so me’s out hangin’ with mommy and makin’ her happy. We’ll be by to see you all just as soon as we can. And mommy wants me to say thank you to everypawdy. She feels better knowin’ she’s not so old fashioned after all. It’s been a long time since she applied fur a job so she didn’t know ifin things had changed or not.

Where do you (your kitties) hide when thunder boomers start?

Do you (your kitties) hide during loud events like thunder storms?

 

 

Till da next time…………………………………..Be Blest!!!

 

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi

This and That Wednesday

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Meowllo everypawdy, me hopes you’re havin’ a good week so far. It’s stormin’ here again, and mommy’s been tryin’ to get ready fur this months inspection which happens today. Ifin only me could wrangle da carpet monster or da mop, me could help. But alas, no fumms. Mommy says it’s okay, she doesn’t expect me to do dat kind of work. Whew Me’s sure glad ‘bout dat, cuz me still isn’t sure how me feels about da carpet monster. You know dat thing sucks up everythin’ in it’s path. It’s eaten more than one of me’s toys and they’re never da same when It spits ‘em back out. Me keeps tellin’ mommy she oughtta get one of those little round robotic carpet monsters. They’re much quieter and me’s seen more than one kitty sittin’ on and directin’ ‘em without those opposable fumms. Anyways, enough ‘bout cleanin’. 

Dezi with the Shark Navigator vacuum cleaner
No fumms mommy, sorry me can’t help with da carpet monster.

Da other day mommy told me she had a dream ‘bout a kitten. And then outta da blue da next day one of me’s Facebook awnties pm’d us and said she had dreamed ‘bout a kitten fur us too. Well me thinks they both may be drinkin’ too much coffee. Or maybe somepawdy laced their coffee. Yep it could very well be dat somepawdy slipped ‘em somethin’ in their coffee. You know “dream about kittens” pills?. Fur both of ‘em to be dreamin’ ‘bout kittens sopmething’s gotta be goin’ on. Me’s Facebook awnty lives across da pond and has purrlenty of kitties herself, so dat’s why she’s certain she was dreamin’ ‘bout kittens fur us. And then me saw mommy checkin’ out new kitty stuffs online. Me thinks mommy may be losin’ it.

Dezi: Yeah I'm not laying on the cat tree looking out the door today
Me’s gotta keep an eye out fur da manager. Me doesn’t want her sneakin’ up on me.

Well me’s gonna keep it short and sweet today, cuz ‘tween da weather and inspection, we may not have a lot of time to visit today. Me’s gonna go hang on da cat tree till da manager shows up or da skies start rumblin’. Ketch ya’ll later.

Do you think me should be worried dat mommy’s lookin’ at kitten stuffs?

Till da next time………………………………Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi 

What Are The Expectations Of A Neighbor

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Meowllo everypawdy da week is half over. Me how time flies. Readin’ through da comments and such me realized me’s not been real clear ‘bout who exactly mr. W is to mommy and me. We furget dat a lot of ya’ didn’t know us a couple years ago when we started out on Facebook, and so sometimes we need to take a minute to re-explain some things. Especially considerin’ what’s goin’ on now. What’s goin’ on now you ask? Well let me tell ya’.

 Dezi close up on arm of chair

As ya’ know mr. W had wanted mommy to take him his fone and she had agreed but only ifin she was usin’ his car. So after mommy’s doctor’s appointment Monday and durin’ da storms, she decided to take his fone over to him. Somethin’ she started regrettin’ furst thing yesfurday meownin’ when our fone started ringin’ non stop with mr. W barkin’ orders on our answerin’ machine. Mommy furbade me to answer da fone, and well, since me doesn’t really like mr. W me was happy to oblige.

As you also know, with all these storms and just me to help her, mommy’s getting’ ‘round really slow these days. So mommy had planned to call mr. W back after she got ‘round a bit. So there me was, peacefully eatin’ me’s brekky, and mommy was havin’ some coffee when all of a sudden one of da neighbors came up da walk. Now mind you she’s on a walker, and it purrobably took her 30 minutes to get to our apartment from hers, but there she was. Mommy went to da door and da neighbor said, “mr. W told me to come and tell you to…”. Da dot, dot, dots doesn’t matter cuz mommy stopped her and told her thank you and dat she would talk to mr. W herself. Me could see da steam comin’ outta mommy’s ears. We already had 11 messages from mr. W tellin’ her to do everythin’ this poor neighbor lady had been sent down to tell mommy to do. And just 2 days earlier mommy had gotten on to him fur orderin’ her around and here he was doin’ it again. And worse, he was wranglin’ others into doin’ it too.

Dezi yawning, Are we ever going for a stroll?

MOL Yous gonna get it now mr. W. Hold onto your shorts.

 

So, mommy came back over and sat down and told me to finish me’s brekky and she picked up da fone and quietly dialed da nummer. When mr. W picked up on da other end, mommy calmly but assertively said, “You need to Quit bossin’ me around!!! I’m NOT your girlfriend, I’m NOT your wife, I’m NOT your daughter, I’m NOT your mother, I AM your Neighbor. I’m the one you sucker into takin’ care of Buddy because you know I won’t let an animal suffer. But, and that’s a big BUT, I’m NOT your personal servant. I’m a human being with a life of my own and problems of my own and I deserve some respect.

 

 

I am having to go up to your apartment to take care of Buddy several times a day, while still taking care of my own, and all the other things I have goin’ on as well. If you had wheelchair repair people comin’ out today, they shoulda been who you were callin’ first thing this morning and not me. I can’t see the front of your apartment from mine or your parking lot and I’m not gonna go sit in your filthy apartment and wait on somebody that may or may not show up. And it isn’t my job to do your laundry. I can tell you exactly where your kids are. They’re not answering their phones because you wanna talk to them the way you talk to me, and that’s not acceptable.” And then mommy got quiet. She says mr. W said, he had to go cuz they were there fur his bath, so they hung up. No apawlogy, or nothin’. It’s been peaceful since then, cuz when mommy tells mr. W he has to be nice and ask and say purrlease and thank you, he always gets mad and we don’t hear from him fur a few days till he realizes nopawdy else is gonna take his calls or help him out. Sometimes mommy be too nice me thinks.

Now, fur those of ya dat think mommy was harsh, let me splain a bit more. Mr. W is our neighbor. There’s no way he will ever be anythin’ more. And ifin mommy was fallin’ off a cliff, he wouldn’t lend her a hand lessen he thought he might benefit from it somehow. Ifin he makes an offer to help mommy out, it’s cuz he wants mommy to do somethin’ fur him. So as nice as mommy is, she doesn’t feel da least bit bad ‘bout makin’ mr. W mad by tellin’ him to treat her with some respect. And fur those of ya’ confused ‘bout who mr. W is, we hope this clears dat up fur ya’. He’s just one of our 22 neighbors.

Buddy looking straight into camera in sit pose
Yeah I know I’m cute. But I am a meany too.

Da question also arose askin’ ifin Buddy could come and stay with us while mr. W was away. Da answer is no. Buddy isn’t a very furiendly kitty and he’s always been an only kitty. He’s also not so very nice to mommy. He tries to swat her at least twice every time she goes up there. Fur most of Buddy’s life his exposure to mommy has been fur claw clippin’ and medicatin’; 2 things he hates. So he kinda treats mommy da same way he does da VET. And of course we are still lookin’ fur me a new sisfur and helper. So there’s no way Buddy can come and stay with us.

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Me’s gonna wrap it up fur now, mommy needs to go and feed Buddy. Don’t furget to enter me’s give away here.

How do you feel about being ordered around by others?

Would you have said anything mommy didn’t say?

Would you expect your neighbor to take care of your pets and household as well as bringing you things to the hospital every day for free.

 

 

Till da next time…………………………Be Blest!!!

 

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi

Dezi standing on back legs waving with front paws

You Gotta Go Where

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WooHoo It’s finally Furiday!!! It’s still a little chilly but da sun was out when we got up this meownin’ and da temps are supposed to rise. Looks like summer may be here. You know what dat means? Me’s hopin’ fur lots of stroller rides with mommy.

 Dezi standing on back legs waving with front paws

Course, me’s havin’ to share her right now.

Yep, we got a knock on da door yesfurday and mr. W’s home health nurse said he told her to come tell mommy to take care of Buddy. Mommy just luvs how he thinks he can order her around…NOT!!! But of course mommy won’t let Buddy go hungry, so she trodded off to mr. W’s ‘pawrtment to feed Buddy. Da place was a mess (messier than normal), so mommy called ‘round to da hospital when she got back home. Sure ‘nuff he was there. He said Buddy tripped him and he broke his hip and had to have pins put in it. He’s been hopin’ fur a new hip fur a few years now. He’s been purr-pussly fallin’ tryin’ to break dat thing to no avail.

Buddy in hallway in sit pose

Now we’s not bein’ mean here, mr. W told mommy dat himself when she caught him out on da ice a couple winters ago tryin’ to slip and fall. Ever few months he goes to da hospital cuz of a fall, but he’s never broken dat hip. Well this time he did. Da only thing is, we don’t like him blamin’ Buddy. Trust me, Buddy’s no leg winder. And he’s used to givin’ a wide berth cuz mr. W be large and clumsy and uses a wheelchair. Anyways, me’s getting’ off track here, mommy be takin’ care of Buddy right now, so dat’s gonna cut into me’s strolls a bit; and everythin’ else fur dat matter. She’s tellin’ me to hurry now in fact cuz she needs to go feed and play with Buddy.

 Dezi all sprawled out on the floor bathing

Hmmmpht How dare she, he, they, whoever.

Well as me does every week me’s joinin’ Rascal and Rocco fur da Pet Parade. And hey, don’t furget to enter me’s Catit Give away here. Me’s gonna go take a bath while mommy tends to Buddy. We’ll be by to see ya’ soon.

Till da next time…………………………….Be Blest!!! 

Do you have any plans fur da weekend?

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi