Blest Sunday: Service Cats Never…

Well as you can see by da title of meez posty you are all in fur a service cat story today. And it all took place yesfurday. Really it started even afur we woke up, but we can’t really tell ya’ ‘bout sumfin’ we slept fru, right? MOL  So anyways, there we was all cozy and warm wiff da lectric blanky and down blanky and da fuzzy soft blanky me has suckled to not so soft anymore soundly sleepin’ and suddenly mommy sez, “Girls, we gotta get up now.” Even tho’ she spoke in dat soft wake us up voice, it thundered fru da silence of da meownin’ wiff it’s urgency. It was da gotta get up voice dat meant mommy had to visit da pawdee box room and fast. (Fur all our new readers, mommy can’t move anything below her neck in da meownin’ time till her muscles and nerves warm up. She can’t walk till she takes her medicine and it kicks in, so we are respawnsible fur gettin’ her movin’ and drivin’ da wheelchair to da pawdee box room when we wake up) So sis Lexi and me skipped stretchin’ and duin’ all we kuld to avoid steppin’ or pushin’ on mommys belly; sumfin’ you don’t wanna do when she needs to visit da facilities, started massagin’ hers arms and legs. When all of a sudden…well…

Dezi profiled on the cat tree lookin' back from the window

Sissy musta had da same urge as mommy cuz afur we kuld even blink she stood up, stomped on mommys belly and headed down da steps to da pawdee box room. Not cool sissy. Now mommy was turnin’ yellow; and a bit green wiff envy dat sissy at her age kuld still move so fast. Anyways, fankfully by dat time mommy’s arms was startin’ to move a bit. Me has never pushed mommy into da chair by meez self afur and she was still on hers back, so this was gunna be tricky. But me was gunna try. So mommy started to reach fur da bars to pull and me started pushin’ on mommys side. Oooooops, maybe not da bestest place to push cuz me thinks mommy turned another shade of yellow. And outta da blue Lexi came flyin’ back up da steps and right on to mommys tummy/bladder to help. A little girl power later and we was wheelin’ to da pawdee box room wiff a happy mommy. You can just use yous magination fur what might have gone on in there cuz we be purroper Belles and it ain’t pawlite to talk ‘bout such things in mixed company.

 

Anyways, afur ya’ know it we was headin’ down da hall to da kitchen so mommy kuld fix us bwekky and have her a cup of coffee. We always stop off and crack open da front door just so we can see outside. So mommy pulled da door open and da three of us peeked round and…”No Way!!!” All our eyes was big as dinner plates. Mommy quickly shut da door and slowly opened it again. And again da three of us peeked round da door to look out. OMC  S N O W!!! We all sat back in da chair and mommy sed, “Girls, we should just go back to bed.” We didn’t but it did sound like a good idea. Me hopped off da chair and onto da cat tree fur a closer inspection of da fallin’ white stuff as mommy made our bwekky. Sis Lexi went on into da dinin’ room and hopped on da table to wait fur her plate. She didn’t care at all ‘bout all da fallin’ snow. Anyways, mommy sed meez title was posed to be sumfin’ ‘bout da oopsies service cats sumtimes makes, but me sed Service Cats Never make oopsies. Bad idea or not, we must have meant to mush mommys bladder. We are cats after all, and cats always mean what they do, right?

We know you can't see da snow fallin' but it sure nuff is.
We know you can’t see da snow fallin’ but it sure nuff is.

 

Well snow and all weez very blest to have da warmth and coziness of our home and each other. We are also blest to have all of you. Fank you fur bein’ our furiends. Mommy still hasn’t finished meez Cardwood Derby car fur Cat Scouts. She got a reprieve and it’s gotta be finished and posted by this Furiday, so weez gunna be busy this week tryin’ to finish up. She made a real mess wiff meez furst box and weez now workin’ on box 3. Me hopes this one works cuz me dusn’t fink any of da neighbors have any more boxes we can have. Maybe meez posty shulda been ’bout mommy’s oopsies and not those of Service Cats.

Dezi looking back from the window on the cat tree licking her lips

Have you or your cats/anipals ever made a oopsie of sum kind furst thing in da meownin’? 

 

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

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

Blest Sunday Vet Update

Meowllo everypawdy. As you can see by da title, we know you wanna know how sis Lexi’s VET pointment went. As a lot of you know she started showin’ signs dat sumfin’ was wrong December of 2014. Mommy took her to da VET in early January of 2015, and she was diagnosed wiff Chronic Kidney Failure. At da time da VET told mommy sis Lexi needed to eat da RX diet and sold her a hunnerd dollar bottle of Azodyl and claimed he was purracticin’ holistic medicine cuz of da Azodyl. Azodyl isn’t a medicine, but rather a supplement. And then he sed “We’ll just make her comfortable for what little time she has left.” Mommy asked what he meant, and he replied, “ I’ve had a few patients that died within weeks and few lived for a few months. By the time we diagnose this 75% of the kidney function is gone and they just don’t live very long.” Well as many of ya’ know mommy hates those RX diets in general, so she refused da noms and came home to do research. She also wasn’t acceptin’ dat sissy was gunna die any time soon.

Lexi sitting pretty and posing for the camera

Mommy went ‘bout learnin’ everythin’ she kuld ‘bout this disease and it’s treatments. She felt validated when she discovered da research dat those RX diets are based on was itself based on what worked fur dogs and refurmulated fur cats and only purrfurmed by Hill’s. All da other RX diet furmulators base their diets off da “old” Hill’s research. Well as most peeps know cats and dogs are not da same, and just cuz sumfin’ works fur doggies dusn’t mean it will work fur kitties. Mommy found lots of studies dat purrmoted high quality protein and low phosphorous diets fur CKD cats. So mommy implemented what she found in research along wiff tons of purrayers. Our VET was and is not happy wiff mommy’s choices of treatment, but he’s learned it’s bestest to just not argue wiff her cuz she’s gunna do what she thinks is bestest fur us no matter what anypawdy sez. 

 

Unfurtunately CKD kitties are prone to UTI’s because their urine is so dilute from all da water they dwink. And da normal course of antibiotics given fur 2 weeks dusn’t work, they really need to take da medicine fur 3 – 4 weeks to truly get well. So now dat we be all caught up, sissy got a UTI round Christmas time. We kuldn’t reach our VET but we were able to get Lexi started on sum antibiotics none da less. We finally touched base wiff da VET who sed he needed to see her at da beginnin’ of da year. So mommy and Lexi headed fur da VET on Furiday. When he finally came in da room, sissy sed he looked shocked. So me thought she shuld tell ya’ ‘bout her own visit. Take it away sissy. 

Lexi takes a nap in the stroller at the Vets

Lexi:  Fankz Dezi. Yep he shur nuff looked shocked when he saw me. He asked mommy all da questions ‘bout how I waz duin’ and ifin I waz better. Then he started squishin’ me all over. He told mommy dat my kidneyz, liver and bladder waz awl da right size fur a healthy kitty. Nuffin’ waz swollen or shrunken. My furz waz kovered in white flakez cuz I habz a dandruff and dry skin purroblem and we don’t habz a humidifier anymore. It broke a kupple yearz ago and mommy juzt hazn’t had da green payperz to buy another one. She had hoped our fountains wood add sum humidity to da air, but alas, not so much. Anywayz az sissy told ya’ mommy beez treatin’ me her way stead of heedin’ da VETz recommendashunz. I lozt a lot of weight when thiz awl star-did, but I’z been holdin’ my own fur da lazt year. I’z not lozt any more weight, and da VET kuldn’t believe it. He didn’t spekt me to still be alive, much less lookin’ and feelin’ good.

Lexi lating in the stroller at the Vets office

When he asked mommy when she had stopped my antibiotikz, she sed she hadn’t. She told him dat everything she readz tellz her dat I shuld get them fur at leazt 3 weekz and maybe even 4. So he sed, “Well that’s fine. I think she probably had a bladder infection and I treat those for 3 weeks instead of 2.” You know he’z one of those dat can’t ever admit dat he duzn’t know everything and dat mommyz research iz valuable. Anywayz, he then star-did manhandlin’ my head and I skooted back towardz mommy. He grabbed my paw to pull me back towardz him and I’z gave him da hisssssssss of disapproval and he let go. MOL  He sed I shur had a lot of spunk fur my kundishun. And then he told mommy, “Well keep doing what you’re doing, she’s looking good. I don’t know how, but she’s looking good.” Mommy, Dezi and I attribute my duin’ so good to God and all da purrayerz and mommyz research and treatmentz. I shur waz a happy kitty when we finally left dat smelly place  and all da white coatz behind.

 

We went to Wally World to get Dezi and me sum treatz. Dat place waz buzzin’. I’z not member da lazt time I saw dat many peepz in one place. Mommy waz tryin’ to drag da buggy and da stroller down da ailez and a man kame up behind us and sed, “Lookz like you’ve got your hands full.” Mommy smiled and sed, “Just about.” He walked past us and then turned to look my way and himz jaw dropped. He sed, “That’s a cat!!! I thought you had a baby in there.” To which hiz wife responded, “that’s her baby.” Mommy smiled, I meowed and we all went on ‘bout our shoppin’. It stormed da whole way home, but I was glad to be back home with da lektrik fireplace and awl my stuff and Dezi. It waz kold out there. When we got inside I star-did runnin’ round and aktin’ like a kitten again. I so lubz to go placez wiff mommy. I juzt wish we didn’t habz to go to da place of evil.  

Dezi among shades of purple stormy skies and purple rose

Me was glad y’all came home too sissy. And me is sooooooo glad you got a good report from da VET. We are so blest dat you’re still wiff us and feelin’ good. And we are so blest to have so many pawsum furiends who help us and purray fur us. We do have a little bad news today, but everything will be okay. Mommy has carpal tunnel and every once in a while it really acts up. Tryin’ to maneuver da stroller and da cart made mommy twist hers wrist and so it’s hurtin’ really bad and she can barely use it. We will visit as soon as she can purr-opurrly type again. It took 2 days of peckin’ keys to write this posty, so she needs to rest it. We are feelin’ very blest today and everyday to be part of such a pawsum community. Fank you all fur bein’ our furiends. Meez gunna go join mommy and sissy and snuggle sum. It’s cold and rainy outside but weez all cozy and comfy in here. Hope you’ll join us next time when we take da Pet Blogger Challenge.  

 

Do you always agree with your VETs recommendations? Tell us one blessing you are gwateful fur this week.

 

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

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi      

Dear Santa Paws

Dear Santa Paws,

Lexi in green Chrristmas frame

It’z Lexi, you know Dezi’z big sisfur. Well, she’z purrobably bigger than me wiff all dat floof, but I’z older. She wanted to write her own letter thiz year so mommy sed we kuld each give ya’ a holler. I know you’re pawful bizee at thiz time of year so I won’t keep you long, but I do have a few requestz. Dezi mentioned dat a lot of our furiendz have had a ruff year and a vizit from you wuld really cheer ‘em right up. I know all our kitty furiendz wuld enjoy sum nip and treatz and maybe even a few new toyz. Those nip nana’s are at da top of da lizt. We fink mommy lozt ourz, but they sure are great. Several of them don’t have a cat tree and az Dezi purrobably told ya’, we really lubz ourz. A good cat tree goez a long way to makin’ a cat happy. Our doggy furiendz like to chew; and let me tell ya’ they can never get too many chew toyz. Anywayz, mozt of them will purrobably write ya’, so I juzt azk dat ya’ take speshul notice, cuz they’ve all been real good thiz year.

 

Ya’ know we never met till a kupple yearz ago so maybe you don’t know ‘bout my beginninz. I waz born in a back yard and lozt my kitty mommy at da same time. Ifin not fur mommy I wulda been dead or at bezt a shelter kitty. Ya’ know it’z juzt not fair dat sum of us get furever homez and sum don’t. I sure hope you can help find furever homez fur all thoze amazin’ shelter anipalz. None of them belong in cagez and all of ‘em deserve to be lubbed. They ain’t in shelterz cuz they’ve been bad. They juzt got dealt a bad hand thru no fault of their own. Da shelterz kuld all uze sum extra green paperz to help take care of all their chargez, and food and litter and treatz. They even need thingz like paper towelz, real towelz, cleanin’ suppliez and volunteerz. Shelterz and rescuez alwayz need more volunteerz. So ifin you kuld sprinkle sum of dat holiday cheer duzt on sum folkz and give ‘em da idea to help out, dat wuld be purretty pawsum.

 

Then there’z thoze kittiez what have to live outside all da time. Again, it’z not their fault. Truzt me, no kitty truly wantz to be outside in da freezin’ cold or burnin’ hot. They don’t like starvin’ and bein’ afraid all da time. There’z a lot of pawsum peepz out there what do a lot fur da feral and stray kittiez, but like everypawdy elze, they need green paperz, food and more help too. And so many communitiez still don’t recognize dat TNR iz da beztezt way to deal wiff da feral pawpulationz and juzt wanna kill every kitty they see. Maybe sum of dat holiday cheer duzt wuld do them sum good too. We don’t have any money and we know peepz gotta pay fur da giftz you bring; but ifin you kuld make an exception just thiz once and give all thoze peepz what help da feralz and strayz a little sumfin’ extra and a meowzy big fank you from us, I wuld be extremely grateful. Those peepz go out to tend their coloniez no matter what be goin’ on in their livez or wiff da weather and rarely get even a nod.

 

Like Dezi sed, we don’t spect you’ll be stoppin’ by our place, but I’ll be out wiff Dezi wavin’ at ya’ as  you pass by. I don’t know ifin it’z sumfin’ you can do, but I have da beztezt mommy in da univerze and she duz so much fur Dezi and me and we wuld so like our mommy to feel special fur a day. I really hit da jackpot when I found mommy. Now dat I have dat kidney diseaze mommy worriez all da time. I sure wish you kuld stop dat, but I don’t think that’s your department Santa. Mommy getz me and Dezi da beztezt food she can afford and offen goez wiffout herself to do it. She sez she duzn’t mind and I can tell ya’ she duzn’t. She wuld never complain cuz she lubz us too much. Cuz of her I don’t really have need of anything. I iz blezt and I know it.

 

We had sum tuff timez thiz year and needed help getting’ to da VET or getting’ thoze nomz, and sum of our pawsum furiendz stepped up to help. I sure hope you can give them all a little sumfin’ extra. We sure do purreshayte ‘em. We don’t know where we’d be wiffout all our amazin’ furiendz. We sure hope you will fill up their Christmas wish listz. I’ll be signin’ off fur now, but be sure ya’ take a second and third look at our furiendz listz and do your beztezt to fill ‘em. We’ll be sendin’ purrayerz to all and wavin’ at ya’ from da porch. I’ll be da one wiff da green eyez by da crazy Southern Belle Ragdoll. Juzt kiddin’, I’z hit da jackpot wiff minez sisfur too. Dezi iz da beztezt. Anywayz, give minez lubb to everypawdy there and take care.

Lexi in goleen Christmas frame with red and gold ornaments

Yourz Truly,

Laramie Alexandra (Lexi)

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

Dezi in turquoise frosty frame

Dezi here, this year sis Lexi and me are gunna write separate letters. Where does me start? Me has so many pawsum furiends who have needs this year. Me knows sum of those are things fur God, but me thinks sum of them are right up your sleigh. Sum of meez furiends sure are wantin’ a cat tree to climb and lounge on. Me can tell ya’ dat we are sure enjoyin’ our cat tree. Me luvs to climb all da way to da top and nap. Me also has sum furiends dat need new scratchers. Bein’ a kitty me can tell ya’ every cat and kitten needs a good scratchin’ post or pad. Me has a sweet furiend dat got displaced this year and her daddy and her need a new home where they can be togevver again. Me met a lot of furiends on blogs and facebook this year who need a furever home. And me has a lot of furiennds who need green papers to see doctor stabby. You know we don’t like goin’ to see those doctors, but sumtimes it’s necessary.

 

And then there’s all those anipals in da shelters and rescues. You know what they want Santa? They all want a furever home filled with luv. Me bets they wuldn’t even need a lot of toys and extras ifin they kuld just find their sumpawdy who wuld luv them furever and ever. Ifin you can’t find them furever homes by Christmas, kuld you at least find them luvvin’ foster homes? Dat wuld be da next bestest thing. Me can tell ya’ there’s nuffin’ like bein’ luvved and havin’ a furever home.

 

And Santa da world is full of poor kitties what live outside and be afraid of humans. We call them, strays and ferals. They’re not bad kitties at all Santa, so don’t be crossin’ them off your list. They’ve been dealt a bad hand and do whatever it takes to survive. Ifin you kuld see to it dat they kuld at least find their way to a luvvin’ human dat wuld feed them and purrvide them with shelter on da cold nights and hot days, dat wuld be so pawsum. Maybe you kuld even find sum of them barns or mouser jobs. Dat’s almost like havin’ a furever home fur such kitties. Me can tell ya’, me fur sure wuldn’t wanna have to be outside when it’s cold winter or even da hots of summer. And fur all those humans dat take care of da ferals amd strays kuld you give them sum extra green papers and help. It’s a really hard and time consumin’ job lookin’ after all those kitties.

 

And Santa fur all meez human furiends and da humans of meez anipal furiends, kuld you give ‘em a little sumfin’ extra in their stockings? You know they’re really special peeps. A lot of them helped us out this year when we needed it most. We know a lot of those peeps need extra green papers fur necessities like rent and food and VET bills and doctor bills and such.

 

Me had a very blest year. We became part of da Chewy blogger furmily and so we got to try different foods and toys thru out da year. We got dat big ole cat tree mommy had always wanted fur us delivered to our house and we luv it as much as mommy knew we wuld. And even tho’ sis Lexi was diagnosed with Kidney disease, she’s still here with us playin’ and workin’ and enjoyin’ life. Me got a little sick a kupple months ago, but meez doin’ much better now and meez eatin’ a much better food. Me wuld luv to have a sponsor fur our blog, but me dusn’t think dat’s a gift you can give us. Me has a pawsum furever home and a mommy who luvs me unconditionally and da gweatest big sisfur ever. Even when mommy runs outta coffee she still luvs me and tolerates all meez quirky behaviors. Da catnip is purretty much free flowin’ round here, and weez started takin’ time off to play more.

 

So, me can’t really think of anyfin’ me needs purrsonally. Me already got da gweatest gift of all when me got mommy. So me wuld really purreciate it ifin you kuld help meez furiends and da ferals and strays. Me wishes fur everypawdy to have a very Merry and Blest Christmas. Me knows da humans have to pay fur da goodies you bring, so we don’t spect you’ll be stoppin’ by our house, but me will be da cute little Southern Belle Ragdoll wavin’ at ya’ as you fly by. Me will wrap it up now as me knows you have so many letters to read. Thanks fur doin’ all you can and give meez luv to everypawdy at da North Pole.

Dezi relaxes in the chair

Yours Truly,

Deztinee Izabella High