Dezi in a 3D block frame

Dezi’s Gotchaday: From The Brink

Published on November 22, 2017 by Service Cats U.S.46 Comments

Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s so x’cited. Today’s is sis Dezi’s Gotchaday. I’s know mine’s Gotchaday was the bestest day of mine’s life, and I’s know sissy feels the same. But the truth is, I’s don’t know anythin’ ‘bout sissy’s special day. It happened long befur I’s was even born. We were all meowin’ and chattin’ it up last night and thought ‘bout all our new furiends that have joined us this last year. And well, we figger you purrobably don’t know how sissy got gotted either. So, we thought we’d re-play Dezi’s Gotchaday fur everypawdy. We hope you all enjoy our story.

Happy Gotchaday sissy.

Thank you sweety. It all started a few weeks earlier in November of 2009. Lexi and I had just lost her sweet brother Ransom. We were still grieving and altho’ I knew I needed to find another Service Cat to help Lexi, I just didn’t think I was ready yet. One day right before Thanksgiving a friend called and said they received word of a backyard Ragdoll breeder with a litter of 11 kittens that were near death. My friend was part of a dog rescue and didn’t know a lot about kittens. She also knew I would be looking for a new kitty soon, so she asked if I would come take a look at the kittens when they rescued them. Reluctantly, I said yes, just give me a call when she had them. The day after Thanksgiving she called and said they had 11 tiny kittens, please hurry.

Me, a few days after mommy brought me home.

Oh mommy, me was so scared. Me was the runt and was soooo sickly and small. Me had been put in a basket with all me’s littermates and shoved into a cage with bars. It was so cold. The peeps were all runnin’ ‘round and put some dishes in the cage with us. We didn’t know what to do with ‘em and one of me’s brofurs nearly drowned in one of the bowls. The peeps who kept callin’ themselves our rescuers thought we were much older than we really were. Me and all me’s littermates were so stinky. We had the runny’s and most of us had it on our bloomers. We all huddled up in a corner in the back of that cage and tried to sleep. Me wasn’t sure how many more times me was gonna wake up from me’s little naps. Me thought this might be me’s last nap. And amid all the stinch, me drifted off to dream what might be me’s last dream.

Me was lookin’ up at the sweet smellin’ lady that is mommy A.

Suddenly, me was jostled awake and put back in a basket with me’s littermates. Me was sooooooo cold and scared. Me heard slamming doors and then outta nowhere, me smelled the sweetest smell ever. Me tried so hard to get up to the edge of the basket to see where it was comin’ from, but me’s littermates kept pushin’ me back down. Me heard another door slam and then we were all poured out of the basket onto a really cold floor. Me’s littermates all huddled together and started playin’. But not me. Me wanted to find that sweet smell. Me didn’t know why, but me just knew ifin me could find it, everythin’ would be okay. Me’s eyes were a bit cloudy, they hadn’t been open fur too long and me still hadn’t learned to focus real well, but me thought me saw somethin’ in the direction of that sweet smell.

Baby Dezi scratching the cat perch pole — See meez wormy belly?

Me’s belly was all bloated out from the worms inside and made it hard to walk. But, me headed in the direction of the most divine smell me had ever smelled. As the sweetness got closer, me suddenly caught the smell of sadness and hurt. Ifin me could just get to the smells, maybe me could help. Me waddled on faster now. Finally, me hit a dead end right into the smells. Me wiped at me’s eyes tryin’ to focus better and then me reached up with me’s paw and started pullin’ me’s self up towards the warm sweet smell. Me had furgotten all ‘bout me’s littermates, me didn’t know where they were and didn’t care. Me finally reached a landing, some place flat, and laid down to rest. It was warm and smelled so sweet. Ifin this was me’s last nap, at least me would be warm.

Me was quite the spitfire back then.

And then, me felt the most luvving touch ever and was lifted up off me’s resting place. Me’s whole body felt warm and me felt safe fur the furst time ever. Me suddenly felt a heart beating strong and began to purr in rhythm. The sweet smell overtook the stench attached to me’s bloomers and me was no longer afraid. Then me felt a warm air next to me’s ears and the sweetest voice ever said, “You’re my destiny, and that’s what you will always be.” Hmmmmm? Destiny? Me didn’t know what that was, but ifin it always smelled so sweet and felt so warm, me was glad to be it.

Yeah sweety, I had had my heart broken so many times, I swore to be everything you needed, but I was never going to let myself completely love you. I told myself that I would and could give you a great life even tho’ I wasn’t going to get attached.

Meez keepin' and eye on meez new mommy. :) — Meez keepin’ an eye on meez new mommy. 🙂

Me could sense you were hurting and sad mommy, but me just knew everything was going to be alright. Fur the furst time in me’s life, me wasn’t afraid anymore. The voice that had shoved me and me’s littermates into the basket asked the sweet smelling lady that was holding me tight to her chest ifin she was sure. She told her me was the runt and was even sicklier than the rest of the litter. Me’s cloudy eyes saw hands bringing over me’s littermates one at a time and even saying which were their favorites. The gentle hands that held me never let go. They continued to cradle me next to the warm beating heart and the sweet voice said again, “No. She is my destiny, and perfect in every way.” The gentle hands put me on a big soft blanket and out into the big open air. Me could smell all kinds of things now, but me kept focusin’ on the sweet smell that had cradled me and made me feel safe.

We drove fur what seemed like furever, and at one point me fell into a deep sleep and stopped breathing. Me awoke to the sweet smelling lady cradling me and blowing hot air into me’s face. We finally arrived at a place that the sweet smelling lady said was to be me’s furever home. And she told me that she would be me’s furever mommy. And that me never had to be afraid again. Me was right, Everything was gonna be okay.

Lexi lookin' at meez like shes wants tu splat me. mol — Lexi lookin’ at meez like shes wants to splat me. mol

And I fell madly and deeply in love with you darlin’. Dezi and her littermates were not quite 3 weeks old when they were rescued. They were covered in fleas and had tape worm. The breeder had been dosing them with over the counter round and hook worm treatments daily for the last week. There was speculation that the breeder had also used an over the counter flea treatment on them as well. Needless to say, the whole litter was near death from dehydration and diarrhea, and no closer to being worm free than the day she started treating them. Dezi almost died 3 times on our way home, but with love, patience and proper treatment, she survived, and thrived; and quickly fell into her role as Service cat and helper to Lexi. And the vow I made to never love another quickly faded each time I looked into her blue jean diamond eyes. Dezi saved me as much as I saved her and maybe even more so.

Dezi, the day you chose me to be your mommy, was one of the best days of my life and something I’ll never forget. You are and always will be my angel, my sweet sweet Deztinee. Happy Gotchaday beautiful. I love you very much. More than anything in the universe.

Me luvs you mommy.

Fank you mommy, me luvs you more than anythin’ in the universe. Me luvs you too Raena. And fank you to all me’s pawsum furiends. Me is so very blest to have all of you in me’s life. Me also wants to Fank awnty Vonda fur me’s Gotchaday duck noms, and uncle Pete, Timmy, Einstein, Fitz, Rumpy, Buddy, Toby and Buttons fur me’s card and the green papers. Me is one blest kitty girl!!!

Fanky fanks sissy. I’s luvs you too. I’s so fanky fankful you and mommy found each other. We really are blest kitties. Happy Gotchaday to you, sissy. We also wanna wish everypawdy a very happy and blest Fanksgivin’. We’re gonna go now and start the Gotchaday luvs fest. We do hope you enjoyed hearin’ sissy’s Gotchaday story, I’s sure did.

Till the next time…………………………………………Be Blest!!!

Raena: Navy Blue

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Mommy A: Black

Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

RaenaBelle and Deztinee

Dezi's face close up, selfie

Blest Sunday: Bouncy Backs, Blowing Leaves & Gratitude

Published on November 19, 2017 by Service Cats U.S.22 Comments

Raena, where are you? It’s time to write our Blest Sunday posty.

I’s playin’ sissy. Did you see me the other day when I’s played bouncy on mommy’s back?

Yeah Raena, me saw it. Me doesn’t think mommy thought it was very much fun tho’. Whatever made you do that in the furst place?

Well sissy, ya’ know when mommy sat down on the human potty, she just happened to see somethin’ scurry across the floor. It was the teeniest biggest ginormous hairy spider ever. Let me tell ya’, that sucker was flat movin’ too. Without meowin’ all of mommy’s business, let’s just say, she couldn’t zactly get up and stomp on that teeny ginormous intruder. So, mommy bent over, took off her shoe and stretched her arm out to whack it. I’s quickly assessed the ‘sitch and decided that mommy’s back looked like too much fun not to take advantage of. Besides, mommy already had the spider, and it wasn’t like she was gonna let me play with it anyways. And, bent over and stretched out like that, made her muscles ripple and bounce. So, I’s jumped on mommy’s back and held on fur dear life. What a ride!!! Well till mommy let out a scream that is. I’s don’t know why she hollered like that. I’s almost lost mine’s balance till I’s dug into her neck. Mommy hollered at me and told me the furee ride was over and to get down. Oh well, She quit movin’ ‘round so it wasn’t really fun anymore.

Me’s not sure mommy ever thought your claws diggin’ into her back was fun Raena. Me’s guessin’ that’s the reason we got a claw clippin’ last night.

Ya’ reckon, sissy? I’s hate claw clippin’ time. I’s don’t know why mommy can’t just let our claws grow like they wanna?.

Well Raena, me doesn’t like claw clippin’ either, but, mommy says clippin’ is necessary to keep ‘em from growin’ into our paw pads or ketchin’ on everythin’. And me can tell ya’ ketchin’ your claws on the cawrpet ain’t no fun at all. Me guesses mommy’s right. Sometimes ya’ have to do things you don’t like fur your own good. Just don’t let her know me said that. She’d ‘spect me to stop fightin’ at claw clippin’ time.

Leaves being blown from porch — Leaves being blow off porch by mommy A

That may be true sissy, but I’s still don’t like it. Anyways, did you see what happened the day after mommy blew all the leaves off the purrch?

Clean porch after blowing all leaves off — Almost all the leaves are gone after mommy’s leaf blowing adventure

Oh Raena, mommy was so furustrated. There’ she’d dragged the leaf blower out and spent all that time blowin’ leaves everywhere but our purrch. And, the next meownin’, Mr. Whirrly Wind came thru and blew twice as many as befur back onto the purrch.

Leaves piled up on porch — The leaves are back

Yep sissy, the mailman came to the door to drop off a package; and when mommy opened the door, leaves blew in all over the place. It was so windy, mommy couldn’t even get the leaves back outside. I’s will say, I’s just luvs the leaf blower. Mommy wields that thing better than any ole Mother Nature wind storm.

Yeah Raena, mommy is getting’ better at it. You should’a seen her the furst few times. Me thinks she made more of a mess than we had befur. Least now, she can get ‘er done without bein’ covered in dirt and mud when she finishes.

What did you think of the surpurrise we got sissy?

Mmmmmmmmmmm Rabbit, me’s favorite.

The one from awnty Vonda? Me luvved it. We can never have too many bags of noms, that’s fur sure. She was so sweet to send ‘em to us. Hopefully, it means we won’t ever run outta food again. She even sent an extra bag of the Primal Duck fur me’s Gotchaday. Fank you sooooooooooooooo much awnty Vonda. We really purreciate ya’ and the noms.

Mmmmmmmmmmmm I’s smell Rabbit.

Sure ‘nuff sissy. Fanky fank ya’ awnty Vonda. I’s saw a giant bag of our favorite, Primal freeze dried Rabbit. We’re also very fanky fankful to awnty Donna. She sent mommy green papers to register our car. I’s don’t know why we have to register it, and mommy gets so angry that the State charges so much, but, we’re grateful to be legal again fur another year.

Yeah Raena, mommy says you’d think we’d have the bestest roads in da U.S. with what they charge. But alas, Oklahoma roads are pawful. Anyways, we are so very blest to have furiends who luv us and help us out when they can. We are blest to have a luvvin’ mommy, a roof over our heads, a bed to sleep in and toys galore. We are blest to be a pawrt of a community of cat luvvers who care ‘bout each other and suppurrt each other. We are so grateful fur all our furiends. We can’t ‘magine a life without all of you. We are Blest!!! And as always, we wanna remind you to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your lives.

We also wanna link up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. We do luvs posin’ fur fotos. (Raena sees something outside and runs to the cat tree to look further) Did you see that sissy? C’mon, let’s go see what it is.

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

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Raena: Navy Blue

Luv and Hugs ands Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Dezi lays on the brown cat tree in front of the window

Blest Sunday: National Cat Day

Published on October 29, 2017 by Service Cats U.S.20 Comments

MeOW Raena? Why is it that you think you need to take up the whole bed?

Meeee? What ‘bout you? Stretchin’ out and givin’ me the old whacky paw while I’s tryin’ to sleep?!!

Sleep? You scratched me while givin’ mommy a massage.

Well sissy, ifin you weren’t takin’ up the whole bed, you wouldn’t have gotten scratched.

That doesn’t even make any sense Raena. Have you been on the nip already this meownin’?

Girls, Be Nice. I need both of you next to me when I sleep. You know I can’t sleep without ya’. Now apologize and let’s get to your Blest Sunday posty.

Sorry mommy. Sorry Raena. Mommy’s right, we need to get to our Blest Sunday post. We’re blest to have a bed to lay on and stretch out on. We’re blest to have a furever home full of luv. We’re blest to have furiends and family that luv and suppurrt us.

I’s sorry too, sissy. We are very Blest. Hey, did you see mommy’s calendar? It says today is National Cat Day. I’s thought every day was Cat Day, so I’s pawed in to google and found out that National Cat Day started in 2005 to bring awareness to all the homeless kitties in the world. And, of course, to celebrate the luvs of a cat.

That’s true Raena. Me was just meowin’ ‘bout how Blest we are. There are thousands upon thousands of kitties who will never know the luv of a human or the warmth of their very own bed. Some will never even know the feelin’ of a full tummy. It makes us so sad to think ‘bout those kitties less furtunate than us. As most peeps know, we’re a purretty poor family when it comes to the green papers. But, we are teemin’ with luv. Ya’ know, me’s birthday is Wednesday. 7 years ago me was a sickly kitty who purrobably would have died ifin not fur mommy. We wish every kitty could have a luvvin’ furever home. There’s so much that can be done to help these kitties. Even ifin ya’ don’t have green papers.

Even mommy can take a decent foto every once in a while. MOL

Sure ‘nuff sissy. You can volunteer at a shelter or rescue, donate old towels, sheets, toys, cleanin’ supplies, food and so much more. Maybe, you’re good with the camera. You don’t have to be a purrfessional, just willin’ to donate a little time to take a few fotos of kitties waitin’ in shelters to be posted online. A good foto is worth a thousand words. And, it just might be the thing that helps get that kitty adopted. Or maybe ya’ got some energy to burn and can spend some time just playing with and socializin’ some kitties. A confident kitty stands a far better chance of getting’ adopted than one who cowers in their pawtty box.

Dezi and Raena on cat tree talking about halo coupon — Get your printable coupon at halopets.com/catday

Don’t furget those of us in social media Raena. We can all share, share and share some more. Ya’ never know who might see that post. Me knows mommy plans to spend some extra time with us today, just like she does every day. She says we celebrate cat day every day and she wouldn’t change it fur the world.

Blest kitties are we, sissy. I’s think you have a fanky fank ya’ to meow out too sissy.

Me sure does, Raena. Me wants to fank awnty Vonda fur sendin’ some green papers fur me’s birthday. Mommy says we need food and litter most, so she’s gonna put those green papers with hers to get us some. Awnty Vonda said that was fine, so long as mommy got us some special somethin’ with some of those green papers. So, mommy got us a new throw fur the bed. It’s soft and cozy warm. Fank you very much. And fank you all fur bein’ our furiends. Don’t furget to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your life.

I’s wanna remind everypawdy to stop by and enter our give away fur that pawsum Kitty Kick Stix. We’re also joinin’ the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies with our plandids. Fanky fanks CK, we luvs that word. MOL

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

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Raena: Navy Blue

Mommy A: Black

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Raena lays on back of chair

Blest Sunday: Noms, Tocks and Plandids

Published on October 22, 2017October 22, 2017 by Service Cats U.S.37 Comments

MeOW Raena, get away from the door and let’s write our Blest Sunday posty. We’re so blest we just can’t contain it.

We are at that sissy. Let me just finish mine’s brekky and I’s’ll help ya’ with our posty.

(Swallowing the last bite of food on Raena’s plate after having finished her own) Uhhhh Me thought you were already finished Raena. You walked away and left a couple bites.

You stole mine’s noms, sissy? I’s meowin’ to mommy. you’re s’posed to eat your own.

Me did Raena, and me was still hungry. You were on the purrch at the door, so me figgered you were thru.

That’s okay sissy. I’s’ll just ask mommy fur seconds. Now that mine’s eyes and nose are better, I’s eatin’ a lot. Mommy says I’s already put on 2 pounds in just a week. Mommy’s so happy ‘bout that.

That she is Raena. Ya’ know, mommy doesn’t want us to be fat or nuffin, but she does like kitties with a little meat on their bones. She worries when a kitty’s too skinny. Anyways, ‘nuff meowin’ ‘bout that. Did you ever find the lady in the box? She seems to be afraid of storms. Last night when all those thunder boomers were happenin’ she was makin’ all kinds of noises. She was beepin’ and yammerin’ on ‘bout not unnerstandin’ us and connectin’ our fone and turnin’ on one click orderin’. Like, what does all that mean anyways?.

I’s surpurrised you even heard her. After all, you were in the bedroom UTB (under the bed). Mommy kept hollerin’ fur her to stop. Least I’s think she was hollerin’ at her. Surely she wasn’t hollerin’ at me?. After all, I’s was just purracticin’ mine’s zoomies and havin’ fun.

Me wasn’t UTB too long Raena. Soon as me made sure we were safe from intruders and innerlopers, me came right back out. Them storms just had to start at dinner time. it had been gray and yucky lookin’ all day. But nooooooooo, they just had to wait till mommy put out dinner befur rumblin’ on.

That’s right sissy, you didn’t stay UTB too long. Mommy was so purroud of you. ALtho’, I’s purretty sure you stole some of mine’s dinner last night too. You’ve been stealin’ a lot of mine’s noms lately. We should start callin’ you Porky.

RaenaBelle!!! That’s not nice at all!!! You take it back!!! After all, Who gains 2 pounds in a week? It’s you we should start callin’ Porky. Anyways, whether the lady in the box was talkin’ out of turn or not, we really do fank whoever sent her to us.

We sure do sissy. Seems your curiosity over took your fear. We’re so blest to have such amazin’ furiends who care ‘bout us. Mommy told me that we got a surpurrise fur you fur your birthday.

Really Raena? What is it?

Well ifin I’s told ya’ it wouldn’t be a surpurrise silly. Guess you’ll just have to wait. Meowin’ of surpurrises, we have another give away comin’ up this week. We so enjoy when we can give back to our furiends.

Mommy doesn’t take a lot of tock fotos, so this is the

bestest we could find. Me’s so floofy it doesn’t really matter tho’. MOL

We sure do Raena. And, we’re gonna be writin’ our Holiday Safety posty tomorrow. Ya’ know, this halloween is comin’ up fast. Befur ya’ know it, it’ll be Christmas.

Oh sissy, I’s luvs Christmas. I’s can’t hardly wait. I’s wish every kitty in the world could have a luvvin’ furever home fur Christmas.

Me too, Raena. We are so blest to have a luvvin’ mommy and furever home and all our pawsumly amazin’ furiends. Each day we have together is a blessing. We like to remind everypawdy to take a minute today and every day to give thanks fur the blessings in your lives. The Cat Blogosphere lost another of it’s gawjus blessings this week when Sascha from Brian’s Home went to heaven. We’ve lost so many furiends. Fankfully we have each other to help us thru the tough times and times of such deep sorrow. We purray daily fur all our furiends, and we’re sendin’ up extras fur those of you reelin’ from loss or in need of healin’.

Raena checks out scratching post — Mine’s tocks and a look at that Scratcher

That we are sissy, that we are. Let’s join the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies and post our plandid fotos as CK called ‘em. We should purrobably post some tock fotos too. Ya’ know, in memory of Derby. We’re late to the pawrty, but we’re struttin’ our stuffs anyways. And, don’t furget our give away fur that pawsum Scratchin’ Post. Click here and then click the Enter foto at the end.

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

Dezi: Vibrant Blue

Raena: Navy Blue

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle

Service Cats U.S.

I Audra, am the human behind Service Cats U.S. aka DezizWorld. I am disabled and use cats as service animals instead of dogs. They are just as capable and can perform duties other animals cannot. We started our online journey to bring awareness to the ability of cats and to help others understand the relationship between a service animal and their handler/person. We offer training tips and tricks that I have learned through the years along with other information on all things feline. We began this journey in 2014 with Lexi and Dezi. They have since gone on to heaven, but our journey continues. This blog is about our daily life from the kitty's point of view. I want this blog to be interactive and get to know all of you, so comment and visit often. I will also offer advice, training tips and education when possible. Copyright © 2014 - 2021 {Audra High via Deztinee High and RaenaBelle High} All Rights Reserved All personal content (story's, poetry, etc., videos and music) are the property of the human behind Deziz World, and may not be used, copied or otherwise re-published without prior written permission/consent from the author (A. High-the human behind Deziz World). We have an amazon.com wish list and a PayPal account if you would like to help/donate to us.

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