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Blest Sunday: Raena’s 5th Gotchaday
Hey dearest furiends, I’s sure hope you’ve all had a wonderful week. It’s storm season here in the South and the patch job they did on the power lines hasn’t held up very well. Yep, the power’s been off almost as much as it’s been on around here lately. I’s sure hope they get it fixed befur real summer hits, otherwise, we’re gonna burn up.
Chatting Cats: I’ll Eat When I Want To
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle, comin’ to ya’ from mine’s perch at the door. Yep, I’s spend a lot of time lookin’ out the door each day. Some days there’s more to see than others, but I’s do like lookin’ out. Today started out with the manager inneruptin’ our brekky fur an inspection. To be fair, we weren’t actually eatin’ yet, mommy was still makin’ it. I’s think that’s actually worse, cuz it meant our brekky was delayed by like a bazillion minutes.
A bazillion minutes, huh Raena? Me’s not sure we had to wait that long.
Really sissy? That’s not what you were meowin’ earlier.
(Mommy A yells from across the room) RaenaBelle, Come eat your breakfast!!!
Whatever Raena. Me doesn’t unnerstand what difference it makes to you anyways. It’s not like you’re gonna sit down and eat when mommy gives us our plates. You’ve gotta go see what’s goin’ on outside and get luvvin’ from mommy a bazillion times t’ween bites. You’d take all day to eat your brekky ifin mommy wasn’t constantly hollerin’ at ya’ to come and eat. And you wonder why me tries to steal your noms. Hmmmpht You can’t be too hungry ifin ya’ keep tryin’ to cover it up and walkin’ away. You know we can’t affurd to waste our noms. Do you know how many millions of kitties out there go hungry every day? They’d give anythin’ to be where you are. Me’s sure none of them would walk off and leave a full plate of food to try to see the neighbor’s barkin’ woofy.
(Mommy A yells from across the room for the hundredth time)
RaenaBelle Mayce, come eat your brekky, now!!!
Purrrrrrrr-lease sissy, I’s eat. Just cuz I’s don’t bury mine’s face in the plate the minute mommy puts it down doesn’t mean I’s don’t want it. And yes, I’s know I’s Blest and that millions of kitties go hungry every day. I’s purray so hard fur all of them. I’s wish no kitty ever had to know hunger or live outside without a mommy like ours. But buryin’ mine’s face in mine’s plate ain’t gonna change that. On another note, did you see mommy’s new teethies? She’s furinally got ‘em. I’s can’t hardly believe it.
Me knows Raena. They look purretty good too. So, did mommy tell ya’ what’s next?
Yeah sissy, mommy’s s’posed to wear ‘em a bit and then call to make ‘pointments fur adjustments as needed. ‘Pawrently there can be sharp edges and stuffs that ya’ can’t actually see or feel till you start doin’ normal things with ‘em. Mommy did say that she’d take fotos to show everypawdy fur Blest Sunday. Ya’ know, she hasn’t been wearin’ makeup to her ‘pointments cuz they get goo and yucky powder all over her face when they make adjustments. And you know mommy doesn’t like her foto taken without her “face” on.
Yeah Raena, me knows. Anyways, you wanna go play? You know we got those new crinkle balls yesfurday. Me likes crinkle balls. Me likes our nip nanner better, but hey, me’s up fur a game of whap the crinkle ball.
I’s in sissy, let’s go. I’s can finish brekky later.
Do/does you/your cat eat an entire meal at one sitting?
Till the next time…………………………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
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RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Chatting Cats: Mewsy Tuesday
Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. Who ordered the storms? Did you order the storms? You know we didn’t. As much as I’s might like playin’ with and makin’ fun of sissy’s little quirks, I’s wouldn’t have purr-pussfully ordered up the thunder boomers that I’s know scare her.
RaenaBelle!!! They don’t scare me!!! How many times does me have to tell you that?!
Okay sissy, whatever you meow.
Don’t pawtronize me Raena. You know mommy says that all kinds of creepy crawlers come out when it rains or gets cold, so me’s just bein’ vigilant and tryin’ to make sure none of those pesky intruders are unner our bed. How would you like it ifin you crawled into bed with some yucky bug? How do you think mommy would act?
Oh sissy, mommy would look funnier than you runnin’ from the thunder boomers. Mommy hates bugs.
She sure does Raena. Can you ‘magine her pullin’ the sheets back to find a pesky intruder sleepin’ in our bed? We’d be lucky ifin we could hear anythin’ fur a week. You think the neighbor’s new dog is obnoxious, hmmmmpht mommy’s screams would wake the neighborhood. And she’d likely trip over her own two feet and fall. We don’t have that many toys left fur her to fall on and break. She seems to always fall on our favorite track and ball toys.
Yeah sissy, I’s hate it when mommy falls cuz I’s don’t want her to hurt herself. But I’s also hate it when she breaks our toys. I’s mean, couldn’t she fall somewhere else?
It’s not like she does it on purrpuss Raena. Me knows she’d rather not fall at all. And all this rain isn’t helpin’ her pain levels that’s fur sure. Anyways, ‘nuff ‘bout the storms. It’s not like we can control ‘em. Now wouldn’t that be cool. Ifin we could control the weather we’d be famous. We’d be bazillionaires. We could send the rain away or make it move to our furiends houses when they want it. We could make sure it never got too cold or too hot fur those poor kitties livin’ on the mean streets.
Yep sissy, that would be cool. We could even make it rain without the thunder boomers. Mommy said we really do need some rain whether we like it or not. We’ve been unner a burn ban fur weeks cuz of all the hots. Fanky fankfully, we’ve been inside unner the a/c. Anyways, mommy’s s’posed to go to the dentist today to pick up her dentures. I’s sure hope they fit this time. And, I’s hope she stops and gets us some treats.
You know that ain’t happenin’ Raena. We’ve still got all those treats she bought on sale a while back. You ‘member the ones. We used to eat them till she bought out the store. We haven’t touched any of them since. She even left out a handful overnight. She was shocked to find ‘em right where she left ‘em the next meownin’.
I’s ‘member that sissy. I’s don’t know why she was surpurrised, isn’t that what kitties do? You told me we don’t eat treats when there’s purrlenty in the house. We only eat ‘em and beg fur more when we’re down to the last package with only 3 treats left.
Yeah Raena, me did tell ya’ that (Dezi mumbles under her breath). ‘Course, ifin me really likes the treat, me’s gonna eat it no matter what.
Besides, we don’t really like that flavor. It’s all fishy, who likes all that fish? Not me, I’s tell ya’.
Yeah Raena, me doesn’t care fur fish either.
Well sissy, we’s gotta get off here so mommy can get ready to leave. Let’s go finish brekky and get ready to help mommy take a shower. Then maybe we can work on a way to control the weather.
Till the next time……………………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
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