MeOW Well…What a week. Oh, hi everypawdy, me sure hopes your week’s been less stressful than ours. You know, a kitty luvs a good box, but at some point, you can actually have too many boxes. Me knows. You can’t believe me just meowed that can ya’? But seriously, we can’t hardly get ‘round cuz of all the boxes in every corner. And half of ‘em ain’t even put together yet.
Oh sissy, I’s think they’re fun. Just walk on top of ‘em. I’s can get almost the whole way down the hall without ever touchin’ the floor.
We need more boxes mommy.
True Raena, but there’s not enuff room fur the wheelchair anymore, so mommy has to crawl ‘round on the floor again. That means it takes longer fur her to get our brekky. One of these days, we’re gonna starve waitin’ on her to make breakfast.
I’s sure hope not sissy. Mine’s tummy grumbles enuff befur breakfast; I’s fur sure don’t wanna waste away to nuffin’ waitin’ on it. Ifin only we had thumbs, we could make it ourselves.
Now wouldn’t that be nice Raena. Ifin we had thumbs just think of all the things we could do. Y, We could get back at mommy fur all those inappropriate fotos she takes of us. Like when we’re tryin’ to take a bath or use the pawtty box,or even eat. How many times have we’ve been chowin’ down when mommy decides to get the flashy box and click, click, click away?
You’ve got a point sissy, but I’s not sure anypawdy wants to see mommy take a bath. Anyways, it’s turned chilly cold again so most of the foto ops mommy gets are us snugglin’ in her lap. I’s just cover mine’s eyes with mine’s fur floof and don’t even notice the flashy box. MOL
What flashy box?
Or you sit on the scratcher in front of the teevee fillin’ your mind with all that junk.
Hey sissy, don’t be knockin’ mine’s shows. They’re not junk. One of mine’s new faves is that Seal Team. You know how much I’s luvs a man in unifurm.
RaenaBelle!!! Where did you hear that?
What? Did I’s meow it wrong or somethin’? I’s do luvs our soldiers. They keep us safe ya’ know.
Me knows Raena, me luvs ‘em too. But you do realize there’s a big difference t’ween what you see on your shows and real life, don’t ya’?
‘Course sissy. How silly do you think I’s am? Still, I’s like to root fur ‘em. And, they have a really cute woofy that goes on all their missions. I’s keep tellin’ ‘em they need to get a kitty, but I’s don’t think they’re gettin’ mine’s letters.
Letters? Where are you sendin’ these letters, Raena?
I’s don’t know sissy, I’s just let mommy send ‘em fur me.
Well Raena, good luck with that. C’mon, let’s finish brekky so mommy can put away our plates and make some room to play.
Okay sissy. I’s gonna link us up with Comedy Plus fur Feline Furiday furst.
You do that Raena. Guess that means you won’t notice ifin me just takes a few bites off your plate.
Till the next time………………………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Hey everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s comin’ to ya’ live from the Three Belles Ranch. You are never gonna believe what mommy did last night.
RaenaBelle!!! You don’t blab everythin’ the minute it happens.
But sissy, it’s tell all Tuesday. I’s thought that meant we told everythin’.
Kittens Raena, that mostly applies to product reviews, not everythin’ ya’ know. Altho’ ifin ya’ told all you know, it couldn’t be more than one post.
Are you suggestin’ I’s don’t know very much sissy? Cuz mommy says I’s a very smart kitty girl.
Of course mommy would say that Raena, she’s mommy. That’s what mommy’s do.
So, you’re sayin’ mommy lied?. Did she lie when she said you were a smart kitty girl, too? Cuz you know how mommy feels ‘bout lyin’.
Check out mine’s toe beans.
Me didn’t call anypawdy a liar Raena, and fur sure not mommy. Me just meant that you’re too young to know too much.
Welllllllll, You just might be surpurrised at what I’s know sissy. I’s know purrlenty. Hmmmpht
Whatever. Ifin you know so much why are you constantly tryin’ to cover your meals with our toys? You know they don’t belong in our plate.
It’s called subliminal communication sissy. Our furiends Travis and Teddy get bacon every week, and I’s want mommy to give us some. So, I’s hopin’ mommy’ll get the message ifin she has to keep pullin’ our bacon toy outta mine’s plate. Some day that light bulb thingy’s gonna go off and she’ll start servin’ us bacon. It’s gotta be good fur us; mommy says they used to call it the other white meat.
Don’t tell me, you learned ‘bout this subliminal stuffs on the tee-vee, right?
Hmmmmm I’s don’t really ‘member sissy, but it sounded like a good plan.
You and your plans, Raena. Me doesn’t think this one’s gonna work. After all, it’s not like mommy eats bacon either. How’s she gonna give us soemthin’ we don’t even have? Travis and Teddy’s pawrents eat bacon on the regular so that’s why they get it. Anyways, me seems to ‘member you didn’t even eat the last bacon mommy gave you.
That wasn’t fair. I’s had just got out of surgery and wasn’t totally awake. Who wants to eat while they’re sleepy drunk? Technically, that means mommy owes me a piece of bacon sissy.
Sure Raena, whatever you meow. In the meantime, we need to finish our brekky. Get our toys outta your plate and let’s eat.
Okay sissy, but I’s wanna play later. (Raena gobbles down her breakfast while thinking up ways to ambush Dezi, while Dezi eats and thinks up ways to avoid playtime with Raena.)
Till the next time………………………………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Hey everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s comin’ to ya’ live from the Three Belles Ranch. It’s the New Year!!! (Raena looks around and jumps up in mommy A’s lap for some lap loving) Sissy, what’s so special ‘bout the new year? It doesn’t feel any different. I’s mean, so far we’ve done the same thing we do every day. When are we gonna do somethin’ new yearsy?
(Dezi shakes her head and jumps up on the arm of the chair next to mommy A and Raena) We already did Raena. ‘Member all the extra cuddles and luvvin’ we got last night befur mommy said Happy New Year?
Did we get extra luvvins sissy? Cuz, we do that every night, don’t we?
Yeah, we do Raena, but last night’s cuddles were new years eve cuddles. (Dezi thinks a minute) Me doesn’t know what makes ‘em that, they just are. Me’s never figgered out ‘zactly what’s so special ‘bout a new year, but humans every where celebrate. Some celebrate like there’s no tomorrow, mommy just purrfurs to spend it with us. Me doesn’t think there’s anythin’ new yearsy that’s gonna happen. We just know it’s a new year cuz the calendar ends and mommy has to buy a new one.
Really sissy? Well I’s ended the calendar in the bathroom months ago. We didn’t celebrate a new year then.
Uh, Shreddin’ the calendar with your claws ain’t the same as runnin’ outta pages Raena.
Hmmmpht I’s ran outta pages to shred in less than 10 minutes sissy. Seems like the same thing to me.
(Dezi shakes her head again and growls under her breath) It’s not the same thing, smeowrty pants. Now c’mon, let’s wish everypawdy a Happy New Year and do some more cuddlin’ with mommy. Me heard her grumblin’ ‘bout snow last night.
Meow…MeOw…MeeeeOWwwwww Mommy, come here and see. Me used the pawtty box. You need to come clean it…Now!.. MeOWWwww (Dezi sits on the human toilet and meows)
Ya’ know sissy, you could’a used the litter robot and it would’a cleaned itself.
Why would me do that Raena? Me wanted mommy to come back here to me. Besides, me really had to go and couldn’t wait fur it to finish cyclin’ from your visit. (Mommy A makes her way to the bathroom and cleans the litter box. As mommy A makes her way back to the living room, Dezi runs towards her and stops short. Mommy A grins and turns back to see Dezi.)
Are you gonna get me Dezi? (Mommy A bends, looks away and back at Dezi and says…) Don’t get me baby, oh noooooo (Dezi crouches, wiggles her back side and zooms past mommy and jumps on the scratcher and starts scratching. As mommy A approaches Dezi crouches again and reaches out and pats mommy A’s leg as she walks by.)
You’re it mommy, me got ya’. (Raena jumps off the back of the chair and onto the scratcher with Dezi) Hissssssssss Stop Raena, me’s playin’ with mommy.
But sissy, I’s wanna play too. (Dezi and Raena exchange paw pats and Dezi runs up the Liberty cat tree followed by Raena) I’s got you sissy, you’re it!!!
You can’t get me Raena, you’re not it, mommy is.
Really sissy? By the way, what is it?
What? You ask too many questions Raena. It’s just it. That’s the name of the game.
Well, I’s think that’s kind of a silly name fur a game sissy. (Raena jumps back onto the chair by mommy A and begins to bathe while Dezi does the same atop the cat tree.)
That may be Raena, but me luvs playin’ it with mommy.
I’s like to play with mommy too, ya’ know. Not as much as I’s like cuddlin’ with her, but it’s a close second. Anyways, can you believe this is the last Furiday of the year sissy? Purretty soon it’ll be mine’s birthday again.
Yeah well, not fur a while Raena. We gotta get thru the New Year furst. Me’s plannin’ lots of cuddles with mommy as the clock strikes midnight.
Well sissy, you better be purrpared to share, cuz I’s plannin’ cuddle time with mommy too. We may not be supurr-stitious, but mommy says your year will be full of whatever you’re doin’ when the clock strikes twelve on the New Year. So, I’s plannin’ on a year full of luvs and cuddles.
Of course you are Raena. C’mon, we need to finish our brekky. Me heard mommy on the fone with the doctor’s office yesfurday and me thinks ya’ll are gonna have to go out in a bit.
You’re right sissy. I’s gonna run link us up with Comedy Plus fur Feline Furiday. Be right back.
Sure thing Raena, me will just keep mommy’s lap warm till you get back.