Category: Raena’s Meows
Mommy Calls It Work, But I Call It Fun
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s gotta tell ya’, I’s been livin’ da high life. I’s know, I’s may scare da livin’ daylights outta mommy, but I’s havin’ soooooo much fun. Now I’s not sayin’ dat fall I’s took was any fun, cuz it fur sure wasn’t da highlight of mines life. I’s not ever wanna do dat again. So I’s not spent much time in dat corner again. But there’s so many other pawsum things to get in to. Uh, I’s mean to play with. Fur some reason, mommy keeps yellin’ at me, “Raena, did you not learn anything?” What’s up with dat? I’s not even knows what she’s talkin’ ‘bout.
Take last night fur example. Mommy spent most of da day doin’ things she calls, “work”. You know, laundry and cleanin da house. I’s not know why anypawdy would call these things work, they’re sooooooo much fun. Anyways, back to last night. Mommy usually has a lot of stuffs on top of da washin’ machine. Somethin’ ‘bout keepin’ us away from danger. I’s think dat’s just a story she tells cuz there’s not any storage places in da bathroom. ‘Specially now, since I’s broke da shelves she had up. Yeah turns out I’s broke ’em and they can’t be put back up. Mommy’s gotta find somethin’ else to do fur storage now. Anyways, since she was runnin’ dat big machine, da top was bare. Bare I’s tell ya’. Not a thing on it. It was callin’ mines name. I could hear it plain as day. Raena, oh Raena, climb on up here. teeheehee So I’s found me a way to climb up there and check it all out. OMC You’da thought I’s just jumped in da middle of shark filled waters. Da look on mommy’s face was one dat said she was not amused at all. And she said “NO RAENA!!”, and snatched me up so fast mines head spun. She was chatterin’ da whole time ‘bout Lexi, God rest her, getting’ stuck behind da washer fur a whole day on more than one occasion, and somethin’ ‘bout how she only says no, cuz she doesn’t want me to get hurt. Yeah, yeah sure. I’s thinks she just likes da way No sounds. She sure says it a lot. Well it doesn’t matter cuz she quickly blocked mines access, so there was no more explorin’ da top of da washer, let alone what was behind it. And befur dat snatchin’ I’s did see a lot of great vines fur swingin’ on back there (vines = hoses and cords).
Mommy’s next feat was to strip da bed. Oh what fun. I’s ran up and down da bed and played jump attack da squares on da mattress pad. WooHoo Then things got even more fun. Mommy started whoopin’ sheets in da air and onto da bed. Lookit those pawsumly purrple sheets. Sis Dezi said a Christmas angel got those fur mommy, her and her sis Lexi, God rest her, fur Christmas last year. I’s not know what Christmas is , but I’s sure hope I’s have a Christmas angel dat gets me somethin’.
RaenaBelle!!! You’re not suppose to say things like dat.
But why sissy? I’s do want a Christmas angel, cuz I’s want somethin’ fur me.
You get purrlenty Raena. You have a full belly, a place to live, a comfy bed to sleep in and a furmily who luvs you. It’s not pawlite to ask fur a Christmas angel.
Well sissy it may not be pawlite, but I’s still hope I’s have one.
Anyways,I’s rolled ‘round in da clean sheets and jumped on ‘em and hid under them. What a cool game mommy, I’s meowed. Mommy would pick me up and put me on da ground to spray da sheets with purrfume every time. I’s didn’t let dat deter me. I’s was back on da bed in no time. Now fur those of ya’ dat don’t know, we have a hospital bed with a memory foam mattress. So mommy has to pick up da mattress to tuck da sheets, cuz her hands don’t fit ‘tween da rails. Mommy learned really quick, and da hard way, ya’ gotta have da rails to keep da mattress on da bed. I’s only heard da story, it all happened long befur I’s was even born; and a story fur another time maybe. Anyways, when mommy lifted da mattress, I’s had to hold on or be thrown. Can you ‘magine bein’ thrown from a buckin’ mattress? Not me, I’s too smawrt fur dat.
Well after da sheets were on da bed and smellin’ good mommy grabbed da blanky and whooped it in da air over da bed and…OMC feathers went everywhere. Seems some kitty, who will remain nameless, actually put a whole in da down blanky. Have you ever tried to ketch those little downy duck feathers? It’s almost impawssible. But what a game. I’s really like this sheet changin’ day. I’s not know where I’s been fur da rest of them cuz sis Dezi says mommy does it at least once a week, but let me tell ya’, I’s not plan on missin’ another one. Sis Dezi says after a while it gets kinda borin’, I’s can’t ‘magine dat ever happenin’.
Me used to think dat too Raena, but trust me. It won’t always be so much fun.
Hey sissy, why don’t you tell everypawdy where you was durin’ da big thunder boomers and storm we’s been havin’?
Fanks Raena, me hasn’t been able to get a word in cuz you’ve been meowin’ 90 to nuffin’. We have been havin’ storms and even rumblin’ mumblin’ skies this week. There’s also been days when da sky complained without da rain. Don’t know ifin God let da angels win on those days or what, but me just hung out with mommy like you do Raena. And fur those of ya’ dat don’t have a clue ‘bout me’s God and angels refurence, it comes from da story dat mommy’s grammaw told her ‘bout storms and dat she tells us. In short, thunder bommers are God and da angels bowlin’. And when it rains, dat’s da angels tears, they be cryin’ cuz they lost. Da purrtant thing here is dat me’s not been runnin’ under da chair or bed to hide. ‘Stead me’s been hangin’ out and chillin’ just like mommy wants me too.
Now dat me got me’s bloggy back from Raena da usurpurr, we’s gonna wrap it up fur today. As we do on all Furidays, we’s joinin’ Rascal and Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur da weekly Pet Parade. It’s ‘posed to be stormin’ again today, so we’ll be by to visit as we can. You all know mommy’s paranoid and makes us turn off da catputer durin’ storms; so we’ll be visitin’ as much as pawssible. We hope you all have a wonderful weekend.
Hey sissy don’t furget our Daily Mews article. Sis Dezi and her sis Lexi, God rest her, used to write fur da Daily Mews, which is actually a monthly publication, and now I’s joined Dezi writin’ fur this distinguished publication. I’s purromiss, none of those run on sentences like dat one. MOL Check out our latest article here, and you can read da purrevious articles by clickin’ here and choosin’ da article ya’ wanna read. Da Daily Mews has lots of talented writers and great stories. It doesn’t have those harassing daily emails, so be sure and subscribe while your there.
Great job Raena. Now we’re gonna say see ya’ later and go and take a nap.
(Raena looks at Dezi and nods. But behind her back are crossed paws. She looks away and grins coyly and quietly snickers to herself)
Till da next time………………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
Blest Sunday Vet Update
Meowllo and welcome to a very Blest Sunday. Of course we think every day’s a blessing, but we feel doubly and even triply blest sometimes. And this weekend is one of those times. As ya’ know, sis Raena had to go to da VET on Furiday fur her second round of core vaccines; somethin’ she wasn’t lookin’ furward too. ‘Course neither was mommy, cuz it’s getting’ really hot here now dat Summer has arrived full force; and with no a/c in da car and no way to roll da windows down mommy dreads goin’ anywhere, specially ifin she has to take us. But Furiday came and mommy gathered up Raena and they were off.
Sissy, I thought I’s was gonna get to tell ‘bout mines own VET visit?.
You are Raena, me was just settin’ things up fur ya’. You need to learn some patience kid. MOL Well, go ahead and tell everypawdy ‘bout ya’ll’s trip.
Fanks Dezi. You’s da bestest sisfur ever. So mommy and me got started down da road when suddenly there were these lights flahin’ behind us and screamin’ sounds too. Mommy said, oh no, and scooted over to another lane and told me to stay quiet. Turns out those lights and screamin’ cars belong to pawlice, and dat’s what they do when they’re gonna pull somepawdy over fur speedin’ and such. Altho’ mommy wanted to speed so we could hurry and get outta da heat, she wasn’t, so she was a little confused. But as soon as we moved over, 4 screamin’ pawlice cars went flyin’ passed us. And then we saw it. A fuel truck had wrecked and every cop in these pawrts was right there. So we got stuck in da traffic jam and was 5 minutes late to mines ‘pointment.
It didn’t seem to matter tho’ da place was full of big ole doggies with bad owners. Several of those doggies was tryin’ to get me and their owners just sat there, sayin’ things like, “Oh, he doesn’t like cats.” And…while droppin’ da leashes to look in her purse lady, “Don’t bother the kitty Bruiser and Tuffy.” Mommy was irate, and gave them a piece of her mind ‘bout handlin’ their doggies and how bein’ at da VETs doesn’t exempt them from da law dat says your animal must be attached to a leash with a respawnsible adult attached to da other end and da doggy must be under control at all times when outside of their house. And then she took me to da back. ‘Course we were followed by a tech who said, it was fine fur mommy to go on ahead and go to da back and dat da VET would just see me there. They wasn’t thrilled, but you could tell they knew better than to say anythin’ to mommy ’bout it.
Once in da back, both VETs were there and made over me along with a couple of techs. But they wasn’t foolin’ me none, I’s knew what was in store. I could see da needles sittin’ on mines folder. Furst da lady VET pawed me all over and tried to get kisses. Did she think I had done furgotten how she manhandled me just a few weeks ago? Hmmmpht Well I didn’t and gave her a hiss ‘stead of a kiss. Then he, Dr. C put me on a scale. I weighed a whole 2.4 pounds. Mommy says I’s way too skinny, but da VETs said I looked great and dat mines fur was da bestest they’d seen since sis Dezi. They asked mommy ‘bout supplements, but she told ‘em we don’t really take any, but dat we do eat freeze dried raw.
Mommy’s workin’ up to da all out raw. I luvs it, but Dezi not so much. And I’s wanna eat whatever sis Dezi does, so…Anyways, both da VETs frowned, but said nuffin’. You could tell they was bitin’ their tongues, and have learned not to argue with mommy. And then da nasty VET lady stuck me. Not once but 2 times. Yep, she stuck me twice and then shoved somethin’ in mines mouth. Then da lady VET wanted to hug all over me again. Fur a minute I’s furgot I’s a Ragdoll and started squirmin’ ‘bout till she gave me back to mommy. And then back thru da office we went. There was a doggie free fur all goin’ on and a lady huddled on her chair with a kitty under her shirt tryin’ to purrtect it. But when mommy looked over at da doggy peeps, they all scampered to grab their leashes. It’s such a shame dat peeps act dat way. Anyways, mommy paid da lady and we was off. Seems I’s still have to take dat yucky medicne till mines eyes clear up, but at least we was finished there.
Mommy had purromissed me some of those yummy treats we found da last time we went to da VET, so we headed to Walmart. Y, They marked those treats down from .50 cents a package to a quarter. So mommy got me several packages and even gave me a few right then. Somepawdy asked us what they are da other day and we couldn’t ‘member, but they’re called Delectables Real chicken/chicken and tuna, Chicken and turkey and so on, Juicy treat. They have quite a few flavors. All they are is chunks of whatever protein in a bag and kept moist. There’s about 6 treats purr bag. Mommy says they’re overpriced even at a quarter, but I’s luvs ‘em and she wants to reward me fur takin’ mines medicine. Also, somethin’ ‘bout puttin’ some meat on mines bones. MOL
Anyways, we headed home. It was so hot I panted da whole way home. Mommy had brought a wet wash cloth dat she kept tryin’ to put on me, but I’s kept tryin’ to shake it off. Mommy said it woulda helped keep me cool, but I’s didn’t believe her. After all, she had a wet wash cloth wrapped ‘round her neck and she was pourin’ sweat all down her face. When we finally got home I’s didn’t feel good. I’s didn’t wanna eat. All I’s wanted to do was lay ‘round on mommy and sleep. She said I’s was burnin’ up with fever and cried and purrayed fur da longest time. ‘Tween da heat and da vaccinations, I got really sick. Sis Dezi was so sweet to me. I’s know she luvs me, and I’s sure do luvs her. I’s feelin’ better now, but mommy sure was worried.
Furinally. Fanks fur helpin’ me mommy.
Thanks Raena, we’re all glad you’re okay. Mommy and me really was worried ‘bout ya’. But God is a big God and we are so thankful dat He helped you get better. Dat’s a great blessing indeed. ‘Course we told ya’ we made it through da furst inspection without any purroblems and somepawdy commented dat it seemed we were always havin’ inspections and wanted to know how offen we had these. Yes, it does seem like we’s havin’ them all da time to us too. They’re allowed to do 1 inspection a month, and usually dat’s what they do. But, they occasionally try to slip in extras, like they are this month. ‘Cuz we live in subsidized housing, they’re allowed to purrfurm inspections. It’s a real pain in da behind and this is da furst place we’ve ever lived dat took advantage of that right. There are no tenants meetings and mommy has already reported them several times. Da respawnse was dat mommy has da legal right to refuse entry beyond da one inspection a month.
Anyways, we are so blest to have all of you in our lives and we purreciate all your purrayers fur Raena’s VET visit and fur us in general. Raena has one last VET visit in 3 weeks and then her core vaccines will be over and all she’ll need will be da “by law” rabies shot and her spay day in October. We got some great questions fur our Service Cat posty tomorrow, and we have a pawsum give away comin’ up this week. So stay tuned. We’s also joinin’ da Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. And ‘member to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur da blessings in your life.
Till da next time……………………………………Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
It’s RaenaBelle And I’s Taking Over
Hey? Is anypawdy there? I gotta be quick befur sis Dezi figgers out dat I’s on her bloggy. Mommy says it’s our bloggy, but Dezi keeps tellin’ me her name’s at da top, so she gives da orders. She says dat ‘bout a lot of things, but I don’t always lissen. Like, she thinks she should be da only one eatin’ outta her plate. But I think da food taste better in her plate, and don’t see why she doesn’t wanna share?. After all, we are sisfurs. And her pawdee box, it’s…well, I better get on with it, or she’ll come lookin’ fur me.
We made it thru da furst of da three inspections, and there wasn’t any purroblems. Da mean manager lady started botherin’ mommy da minute she opened da office yesfurday; callin’ mommy ‘bout da lease stuffs. Oh, and mommy innerviewed a really nice little girl to help her ‘round da house. We really liked her. So, pendin’ her criminal background check, and of course her showin’ up to work, we think we’s got a winner. Paws crossed it all works out. We’ll of course tell ya’ more ‘bout it in da future.
Anyways, da real reason I got on here today is cuz I need rescuin’. Yep, I do. I heard mommy and sis Dezi talkin’ ‘bout da mean ole VET place and how I was goin’ back there today. Dat just don’t seem right. Sissy only had to be stuck once, so why do I have to keep goin’ back? Seems like abuse to me. You know mommy is pawsum, I luvs her very much. And sis Dezi ain’t bad either. All in all, I luvs mines furever home, but this VET thing could be a deal breaker. I mean, what are kitten vaccines and core vaccines and just why do I need ‘em? Da last time we was there mommy purromissed this wasn’t somethin’ I would have to go through all da time. Seems to me dat it wasn’t dat long ago and I was goin’ thru it. And, I’ve been havin’ to take this nasty tastin’ yellow medicine and mines eyes and nose are still runny. So there. Just what is it dat these VETs know anyways?
RaenaBelle Maycee!!! What are you doin’ on me’s bloggy? It’s Furiday and time to join’ da Pet Parade. And we needed to let peeps know what’s been goin’ on and dat we’ll be by to visit them later.
I told them all ‘bout dat sissy. Well, I didn’t get to da Pet Parade thing, but I’s told ‘em ‘bout everythin’ else.
Well, Okay, but next time you need to ask befur hijackin’ me’s bloggy.
Mommy says it’s our bloggy, Dezi.
Of course she does Raena, she doesn’t want you to feel left out, BUT…it’s me’s name at da top. You’d do good to ‘member dat. Anyways, you and mommy gotta get ready to go, so we need to wrap it up. Any purrayers you can spare would be purreciated. Da a/c in da car still doesn’t work and da windows still don’t roll down. And it’s finally hot summer here. And altho mommy believes in getting’ da kitten series of vaccinations, she realizes there is still a certain amount of risks associated with them. Don’t furget to send in your fotos fur our Pawlympics Fly Fishin’ event.
Till da next time……………………………………Be Blest!!!
Service Cats U.S. 