Hey everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s know, I’s know, we’re terribly late. But hey, we didn’t even show up last week, so I’s meow, better late than not at all. Mommy seems to have pulled somethin’ in her arm and can’t hardly move it. It’s not broken, so she keeps puttin’ off goin’ to the doctor to have it checked, cuz she’s like, “It’s probably just a pulled muscle or tendon, it’s not like they can do anything to fix it.” I’s think mommy hates goin’ to the doctor more than we hate goin’ to the V-E-T. Anyways…
RaenaBelle, you’re not s’posed to tell everythin’ you know, just cuz you know it. (Dezi bats around the Yeowww cigar a few times and then sits down to have a quick bath.)
What’s wrong with me meowin’ ‘bout mommy’s arm sissy, it’s the reason we’re runnin’ so late. Anyways, aren’t you enjoyin’ all these wonderful sun puddles? I’s do miss home, but I’s really gonna miss these sun puddles too.
Yeah Raena, they are purretty nice. Me’s never seen anythin’ like it. Seems none of our windows face the right way fur sun puddles at home. But, home means our cat tree, our stuffs and more room. Our ‘pawrtment may be small, but it is bigger than here. Like, when you won’t leave me alone and let me take a nap, there’s purrlenty of places to get away unlike here. You’re always up in me’s business.
I’s luvs you sissy. I’s just wanna be close to you and mommy. (Raena reaches out and swipes at the Yeowww cigar in front of Dezi.)
Hissssssssss Stop Raena, find your own toy. This one belongs to me. (Dezi fakes a whacky paw at Raena who responds with a fake whacky paw back and runs and jumps into the window.)
Wake up sissy, don’t be layin’ there fallin’ asleep. You’ve got plans to make fur mine’s pawrty. It’ll be here befur ya’ know it.
Don’t worry Raena, me’s got it handled.
Have you made up the scavenger hunt questions? What are ya’ gonna ask? What kind of decorations are you gonna have? Are we havin’ pizza? I’s know it’s not really luau food, but you know how much I’s luvs pizza.
Me told ya’ Raena, don’t worry, mommy and me have it. It’s gonna be the pawrty of the century.
Okay sissy, I’s gonna trust ya’. Just don’t let me down. I’s think I’s might could use a little nap. Scoot over and share the puddle.
Till the next time………………………………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Hey everypawdy, it’s me, RaenaBelle. Kittens What a weekend…and week fur that matter. Housekeepin’ ‘round this place is unreliable at best. They skipped our room again last week, so mommy called down to the front desk at 11 a.m. today to inquire as to when they might be plannin’ on cleanin’ our room today. To which they respawnded, “They don’t, you have a do not disturb magnet on your door.” (Raena shakes her head)
Hey sissy, come help me. Mommy purromissed no matter what, we were visitin’ our furiends today. But, I’s can’t get this tape to stop stickin’ to mine’s furs. I need to get mine’s note hung on the door and fast.
What note Raena? What are you doin’?
This one that tells everypawdy to steer clear sissy. Mommy’s fit to be tied and she ain’t takin’ no prisoners.
Kittens Raena, me’s not sure that would do any good. Ya’ know, me’s not sure that nasty manager can even read.
Mommy says the nasty manager has somethin’ called “selective disease”. She selects what she wants to ‘member, read, and do based on the benefits to her and the annoyance to mommy. Like when our toilet didn’t work Friday and she wouldn’t answer mommy’s emergency call till mommy called and repurrted her to the management company office.
Me thinks the plumber might be hangin’ ‘round the manager a bit too much too Raena. Can you believe he didn’t even ‘member comin’ to our house Furiday?
That was a bit crazy sissy. But, him knockin’ on the door at 8 a.m. should’a been our furst clue to how the rest of the day was gonna go. I’s knew I’s should’a gone to the office with mommy when the manager called ‘bout needin’ to do more paperwork. After all, she was already seein’ red from the rental due notice we found on the door Furiday and all the bangin’ on our roof and walls by the workers outside.
Yep Raena, mommy had already told the manager that rent due or eviction after 4 days thing was illegal, and here she was servin’ us that same notice this month. Mommy had spent the whole weekend researchin’ everythin’ and found that the Rural Development rules say that there must be a grace period of 10 days and then a late fee charged after the 11th not to exceed $10.00. So that notice is not only illegal, it’s an abusive threat.
Meowin’ of researchin’ sissy, mommy had to spend the whole weekend researchin’, cuz the nasty peeps at the management office sent the below notice that said they had to follow the purrcedures of Rural Development and not HUD. So, mommy had to find out what those rules and purrcedures were and how they differed from HUD pawlicies.
Mommy’s responses in red.
Oh Raena, mommy hates it when peeps treat her like she’s a dummy. She said that last statement was so condescending it was pathetic. And just another jab. Even so, mommy had planned to help us visit our furiends yesfurday. But, as soon as she came back home from her meetin’ with the manager, things started fallin’ off the walls cuz those workers were bangin’ the walls too hard. Me actually thought they were gonna come thru the walls at one point.
Yeah sissy, when the big heavy mirror fell off the wall and almost hit you layin’ in the chair, mommy became the angry lioness and headed outside to give those peeps a whacky paw up side their heads. Our normally calm and sweet mommy suddenly changed into somethin’ otherworldly. I’s purretty sure those workers unnerstood English purrfectly even tho they kept sayin’ they didn’t. Amazingly enuff, when mommy said “I bet you’ll habla my foot up your behind if you don’t cool it out here”, they pawlogized in purrfect English and did their work very quietly from then on.
That was somethin’ Raena. Mommy hates to have to be like that, but she was literally at the end of her rope. So of course, the manager had to come down and bug her one more time. No sooner had we settled down to try to start visitin’ our furiends fur the hunnerdth time yesfurday than the manager was knockin’ on the door wantin’ mommy to sign a new lease and tellin’ her our rent was goin’ up this month.
That’s the minute I’s knew we needed to put a note on the door sissy. Mommy started spoutin’ rules and purrcedures yet again. The manager furinally slinked away and the lady from the home office called mommy and said from now on, we’re to direct all communication, etc. thru her. And that she would be lookin’ into that rent due notice as soon as she got a copy of it. And I’s’ll be ifin the manager didn’t come back to our house to get a copy of that notice. ‘Pawrently, we’re the only ones that got it and she didn’t make any copies of it. Can we all say harassment and discrimination? They just keep purrvidin’ us with more and more ammunition against them.
Yeah Raena, they just don’t learn. Altho’, we may have found another fighter. Seems the new tenant with the cute little calico doesn’t like to be bullied either. And, she’s willin’ to stand up fur herself.
I’s hope so sissy, but I’s like mommy say, we’ll have to wait and see. In the meantime, we’ll be our normally nice selves and ifin we get somethin’ we don’t need or want, we’ll happily share it with Daisy. We shared a nip toy with her yesfurday. Her mommy said it was the furst nip toy she’d ever had. Mommy furgot the camera, but said Daisy looked so adorable rollin’ round on her new nip toy. It makes us really happy when we can share the joy. Anyways, help me post mine’s note so we can get busy visitin’ our furiends.
Till the next time……………………………………………………….Be Blest!!!
(Dezi, laying in the chair and sleeping, mews quietly a few times and then jolts awake) MeOW Hissssss Move over RaenaBelle, your hoggin’ the mommy warmth. (Looking around and realizing she’s not in the bed and mommy is sitting across the room, she quickly runs over to the cat tree and cleans her paw.) Kittens!!! It seems even colder today.
It is sissy. Don’t you hear the heater keep switchin’ on? I’s heard mommy tell the counselor that she sets it on 55°F, cuz ifin it gets that cold in the house, the we obviously need some heat.
Me’s thinkin’ she might need to turn it up a few degrees Raena. Like maybe another 10 or so. Ya’ know when the fan’s blowin’ right on ya’ circulatin’ the cold air, ya’ gotta get heat from somewhere. Me knows mommy can’t breathe ifin it gets too hot, but seriously, it ain’t s’posed to be this cold inside the house.
I’s agree sissy. But, I’s don’t think mommy knew it was gonna turn that cold when we went to bed this meownin’. Ya’ know, a storm blew in with high winds, lots of rain and thunder boomers.
You think me didn’t hear it Raena? Me heard it just fine. Boom, boom, boomin’ overhead and blowin’ stuffs all over the place and into windows and doors. Somethin’ kept knockin’ on our window while we were tryin’ to eat dinner. It was somethin’ else. Me thought me just might fall to pieces.
Oh sissy, least you didn’t run and hide out. We didn’t have to call your name once. Mommy and me are so purroud of you.
Well fanks Raena. Me wanted to be with mommy and help her with her singin’. It always gives me sweet dreams.
Me too sissy. The melody was off the chain last night. I’s bet the winter rose even tried to bloom.
Maybe Raena. Least we didn’t need any help to make it through the night.
Good one sissy. In case ya’ think we’re meowin’ in code or somethin’…we are. MOL We thought we’d try to incorpurrate the song titles into our conversation. It’s a little harder than we x’pected. But, fur all those that requested mommy to sing some country songs, we’ve finally got a few recorded and hope you enjoy them. You can also go to soundcloud and lissen to the ones we didn’t include in the posty as well as those from last year.
Me’s even workin’ on me’s own song. Anyways, we better run. We’ve got lots to do and not much time to do it in.