MeOW (Dezi lays on the scratcher cleaning her face after having a few bites of breakfast, when she hears a low rumble off in the distance…) Hisssssssssss Hurry Raena, we’ve gotta write our Blest Sunday posty befur the storms start up again. (Dezi looks up at mommy A sitting in the chair beside the scratcher and begins to meow) Mommy, me’s so tired of the storms. Me didn’t even get to take selfies with you and Raena.
Well whose fault is that sissy? Mommy called you like, elebenty billion times. You’re the one who chose to stay UTB (under the bed) ‘stead of comin’ out fur the foto shoot. ‘Course, I’s’ll tell ya’, you didn’t miss much. Mommy couldn’t figger out how to make the smarty pants fone camera turn ‘round; and shootin’ selfies with the regular camera was like shootin’ in the dark. And, mommy made me sit and stare into the air the whole time she messed with ‘em. She got great fotos of mine’s paws and her neck. And a few of our tummies, and the tippy tops of our heads. I’s tellin’ ya’, we’d have blooper fotos fur a year outta that one foto shoot.
Really Raena? Well, guess it’s good that mommy doesn’t claim to be a seasoned or purrfessional fotographer. Otherwise, it would really be embarrassin’. Sometimes, me thinks we could take better fotos even tho’ we don’t have any thumbs.
You’re purrobably right sissy. We did furinally get a couple of usable fotos. Fanky fank heavens. Mommy’s been so x’cited ‘bout havin’ her new teethies, and we know everypawdy wants to see ‘em, so she wasn’t ‘bout to stop till we got at least one foto. Mommy was so touched by everypawdy who said she was purretty even without makeup.
Yeah Raena, but they’ve never seen her. Ya’ know, it’s kind’a like the old barn on the farm. It’s full of memories and luv but not much to look at. But, you throw a couple coats of fresh paint on ‘er and she’s not an eyesore anymore.
Sissy?!! Are you callin’ mommy an eyesore? I’s gonna tell.
Go ahead blabber mouth. Me wasn’t callin’ mommy an eyesore. Me was just sayin’, some old barns look better with a few coats of paint. You know, mommy’s got scars and discolorations and no eyebrows. You know how self conscious she is. She gets all decked out fur her drivers license foto fur kittens sake.
That’s true sissy, she sure does. Anyways, I’s think the new teethies look purretty good. It’s fur sure nice to see mommy smilin’ again. She’s gonna need some adjustments, but ‘pawrently, that’s purrfectly normal. And as soon as we get the green papers fur more gas, mommy’ll call and make a ‘pointment. Mommy says she’s so very fanky fankful fur all the luv and suppurrt from our furiends durin’ this long purrocess. We are so very Blest to have the greatest furiends in the universe.
We are Raena. That’s why we fank God fur them every day and ask Him to Bless them and meet all their needs.
I’s luvs purrayer time sissy. I’s luvs countin’ all our Blessings. (Seeing Dezi pawing through the toy basket, Raena meows…) Sissy, what are you doin’? There’s a nip nanner right here, and a nip heart and fishy and our made with luvs by awnty Ellen, silvervine toast over there.
(Looking up and over her shoulder from the toy basket) Me knows Raena, but those aren’t the toys me wants to play with right now. Me’s sure there’s somethin’ really fun in the toy basket, me just has to dig out some of these toys on top.
But sissy, mommy just picked up all those toys and put ‘em away. I’s don’t think she’s gonna be too happy ‘bout you scatterin’ ‘em all over the floor again.
She won’t care Raena. Mommy’s always sayin’ how much she luvs to see us playin’. (Dezi pulls the top layer of toys out of the toy basket and then looks around) We sure are Blest to have so many toys. Me thinks me’d rather play with the nip heart after all. As we do every week, we’d like to remind you all to take a minute today and every day to give Thanks fur the Blessings in your life. Fank you fur bein’ Blessings in ours.
Hey sissy, don’t furget, we’re linkin’ up with the Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. After all I’s had to put up with to get a usable foto of mommy’s new teethies, we’re fur sure postin’ ‘em. Truth be told, I’s totally enjoyed bein’ held by mommy. Ain’t ‘nuffin better than mommy luvvin’.
Raena: Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. A dry RaenaBelle at that. You are never gonna believe what mommy did yesfurday.
Dezi: Hey Raena, what’d ya’ think ‘bout the new dentist? Huh? Mommy says she really likes her. She says the office was really nice. There was a huge waitin’ room with windows in every corner fur different kinds of doctors. Mommy said she was shocked and impurressed at how clean the pawtty box room was. Seems there’s 3 dentist in the office who work every day. Well every day Monday thru Fursday; they’re closed on Furidays. And mommy’s dentist Dr. Collier has been there fur 7 years. Things are already lookin’ better than they did at Aspen, who couldn’t seem to keep a dentist on staff. Mommy’s just ready fur Aspen to honor their money back guarantee and give her the green papers she paid them fur the dentures they didn’t make. Anyways, what’d you think Raena?
Hmmmmpht Yeah sissy, mommy says it was great but I’s wouldn’t know. ‘Pawrently the roads to Tishomingo are some real doozies of “country pig trails”, and with the thunderstorms makin’ it dark and gloomy and impairin’ visibility, mommy was a bit scared and nervous ‘bout the drive. So she left me here at home with you!!! How dare she!!! What ifin somethin’ had happened and she needed me? Anythin’ could’a happened and mommy would’a been totally alone.
Well Raena, you’re right, anythin’ could’a happened and that’s zactly why mommy didn’t take you. Mommy always puts our health and well bein’ befur hers. Ifin somehtin’ had happened, say mommy ran off one of those pig trails into a ditch or tree or had some kind’a accident with another idiot drivin’ too fast on those pig trails thinkin’ they own ‘em and oughtta drive in the middle of ’em, she’d never have been able to live with herself ifin you’d been hurt or worse, deaded. Fankfully, mommy did okay and was able to stay at the office till she was able to drive home after her ‘pointment.
Yeah sissy, I’s do ‘purreciate that mommy doesn’t purr-puss-fully put us in harm’s way, but I’s still worry ‘bout her bein’ alone out there. Ya’ know, totally at the mercy of the elements and the kindness of strangers…who ain’t always so kind. Mommy says she’s gonna look fur a safer way to get there fur her next ‘pointment so she doesn’t have to be alone. It’s never good to tempt fate, I’s meow. I’s pawfully glad mommy made it home safely, but I’s sure was worried ‘bout her. Anyways, that nice Dr. Collier pulled the last two teethies mommy had and scheduled her fur a pointment to make the impurressions fur her dentures next month. Looks like we’re furinally gonna see an end to all this. We just gotta get our green papers back from that pawful Aspen Dental so we can pay the new place. In the meantime, mommy talks really funny.
That she does Raena. Ya’ know that got me to thinkin’ ifin our meows change when we kitties lose our teethies? ‘Pawrently teeth play a ‘purrtant role in furmin’ a lot of words. What do you think? Would we meow differently without our teeth? Ya’ know kitties have a large repurrtoire of meows, chortles, chirps, hisses, growls and other sounds. How are those sounds affected when we lose our purmanent teeth? Do ya’ reckon some really rich purrson would try to get kitty dentures fur their toothless kitty? Do they make kitty dentures?
Oh sissy, I’s think you may have a little too much time on your paws. Who thinks ‘bout those kinds of things anyways?. I’s don’t think I’s would want any kitty dentures.
Ya’ never know what peeps will come up with Raena. Mommy says that years ago she knew a company who made implants fur male kitties who had been neutered. Sure ‘nuff, your male kitty could look like he had stuff to strut fur only $6,000.00. And, there was even different sizes to choose from. (Dezi and Raena shake their heads)
OMC That’s not right sissy, it’s just not right. And, on that note, I’s think we should go check on mommy. She’s havin’ quite a bit of pain. Seems those last two teethies were imbedded in the nerve and hurt a little more than the last time. Mommy’s had one of those serious migraines since last night. Hopefully, she’ll be able to help us visit with our furiends soon. We sure wanna fanky fank everypawdy fur your well wishes and purrayers.
Hey…HEY IS ANYPAWDY OUT THERE??? It’s Me RaenaBelle!!! (Raena looks around for Dezi and then towards the window as a flash of lightning brightens up the room.) Sissy!!! I’s not sure ifin anypawdy can hear me over all these thunder boomers and storms. Sissy? Sissy, where are you?
Leave me alone Raena. Me’s checkin’ unner the bed fur intruders. Don’t you have somethin’ you’re s’posed to be gettin’ ready fur?
I’s do sissy. The day’s furinally here. we’re goin’ to town to get mommy’s purrmanent dentures. Somepawdy asked on facebook what we meant, so I’s purrobably oughtta x’plain a bit. By purrmanent, we mean the final denture plate that’ll take the place of these temps she’s been wearin’ fur 6 months. There’s no screws in mommy’s mouth and she’ll still take her teethies out to brush ‘em and all. So technically, they’re not purrmanent. ‘Course nuffin’ with a 6 month warranty is purrmanent, right? But, they’ll be purrmanent fur mommy cuz there’s no way we’d be able to affurd another pair, so they’re just gonna have to last.
(Meowing from UTB) Mommy’ll take good care of ‘em Raena. Don’t you worry ‘bout that. Are you ready fur your ‘pointment?
Mine’s ‘pointment? (Raena wipes at her eyes) I’s don’t have any ‘pointments. I’s just goin’ with mommy cuz she might need me.
Oh, yeah. Mmmhuh, sure. Nope, no ‘pointments fur RaenaBelle.
What ‘pointment did you think I’s had sissy?
(Mumbling under her breath from under the bed) Nuffin’ Raena. Me was just thinkin’ out loud is all. Ya’ know, ‘bout your eyes. Me knows mommy had wanted to have those looked at, she just needed to pay our balance at the V E T’s down a little so she could affurd to have you checked out.
Well, I’s don’t wanna go to the V E T’s office. I’s gonna hope we’re at mommy’s dental place all day so there’s no time to go to the V E T. Besides, don’t you think mommy’s gonna wanna hurry home knowin’ how scared you’ll be here by yourself with all these storms?
How many times does me have to tell ya’ Raena, me’s not scared. Me’s checkin’ fur intruders!!! Anyways, we’ll just ask all our furiends to keep all of us in their purrayers today. Ya’ know, that mommy gets purropurr fittin’ and aesthetically purrleasin’ teethies. And, that ya’ll will be safe out in the storms, ‘specially since mommy didn’t get any sleep last night; and that me will be safe here waitin’ on ya’ll to come home. And, that whatever’s wrong with your eyes will be easily fixed and not cost a lot. It’s gonna kill mommy to not clean your eyes all day. Ya’ know, CK once said your eyes looked pawsum, she didn’t know what we were meowin’ ‘bout. We had to tell her that mommy purrobably cleans those things elebenty billion times a day, and edits out the bad like a blemish.
Hmmmmpht I’s know. Mommy’s constantly wipin’ mine’s eyes. Altho’, it does help me see better when she does. I’s fanky fankful mommy cares enuff to take care of me like that. I’s not sure she’s gonna be noticin’ mine’s eyes much today tho’. She didn’t get much sleep the night befur either cuz of all the storms. So, two days without sleep at her age…we’ll be lucky ifin she doesn’t doze off while waitin’ on her teethies. She says they want her there early in case it takes a few tries to get her teethies right. I’s can’t wait fur when we take fotos and show off her new smile. Altho’ it purrobably won’t be tomorrow. I’s see a long nap and lots of cuddles in our near future.
(Dezi meows quietly from under the bed while a loud clap of thunder booms over head) Me sure hopes the storm passes soon so me can join the cuddles on the bed ‘stead of unner it.
(Raena jumps on the cat tree and waits for mommy to put her harness on and strap her into the stroller. She meowmbles) Guess we won’t be visitin’ our furiends again today. Hmmmmpht We’s better start visitin’ soon or they’ll furget all ‘bout us.