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All Cats Are Feral…

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According To State Law sed…

Meowllo evewypawdy, hope all is well wiff ya’. And yes, me will splain da title of meez posty, don’t worry. Altho’ weez hope weez not get kicked outta da Bloggin’ A to Z challenge we can’t pawlogize fur missin’ yesfurday. And once you hear why, weez guessin’ quite a foo of ya’ wulda dun da same fing. Anyways, furst let me say dat da letter fur today be K. Well now ain’t dat special. Sis Lexi and me be grown kittens. And wuldn’t ya’ know it, kittens stawts wiff a K. Yep dat’s wight meez gunna do a little talkin’ today ‘bout kittens. Me wuz born in November but sis Lexi wuz born in Apwil almost 16 years ago. Yep she’ll be havin’ a Meowday (birffday) this mumff on da 29ff. Udder than makin’ an announcement ‘bout hers Meowday what duz dat have to do wiff anyfin’ yous ask? Well a lot ifin yous work in a shelter or kitty wescue. See kittens can be born any time of year these days cuz mowe and mowe of us live inside where wedder is conducive to year wound bweedin’. But ow outside counterpawts swing into high gear duwin’ this time of year and da wesult is sumfin’ wescuers call Kitten season.  

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Yep a season full of kittens. Shelters and wescues awe gunna be ovewflowin’ fur da next little bit cuz so many cats wemain unaltered (spayed/neutered). A kitten can stawt wepurrducin’ as early as 4 months. And yes me sed kitten, cuz at dat age they still be kittens. And they have no business havin’ babies. A litter can consist of any where tween 3 – 12 kittens. Sissy wuz 1 of 3 and me wuz da last of 11. And even tho’ weez boff pure breeds still we ended up needin’ wescuein’. See it dusn’t matter how purretty we awe, or what twaits and attwibutes we might have, ny of us can end up in a shelter or wescue. And at this time of year, these organizations whose wesources awe alweady stwetched to da limits, must deal wiff a pawpulation explosion evewy year.

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Shelters and wescues can use donations of gween papers and supplies year wound, but specially this time of year. They need food and litter, blankets, toys, medicine, cleanin’ supplies, and volunteers just to name a foo. So we encourage you to check wiff yous local shelters or wescues to see how you can help. Maybe yous finkin’ ‘bout fostewin’. Mommy sez it’s vewy wewardin’ to know dat you saved a life and helped it to get a furever home of it’s own. Or maybe yous can help clean cages or purrticipate in spay/neuter clinics. Or maybe yous a fantabulous fotogwafur and can take fotos of da kitties up fur adoption to put up on websites. There’s sumfin’ dat evewypawdy can do. And ifin yous adoptin’ a kitty to shawe yous luv wiff, member to spay and neuter. It not only cuts down on da overpawpulation fing but also helps to keep yous furry furiend healffy. 

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Now fur da weason we wuz absent yesfurday. As weez told you afur we live in a vewy small town and doon’t have a shelter here. What we have is mowe of an old fashioned dog pound. Da peeps here be so backwards they still fink a bullet is da appwopwiate way to euthanize an animal. Many peeps and gwoups have twied to make changes to these purractices to no avail. Anyways, we do have new weaders, so me had to give yous a little back stowry afur we continued. Ow town has city council meetings evewy couple of weeks to discuss da goin’s on in ow town. Da last meetin’ wuz last week. Well ow neighbor mr. W bwought da newspaper down fur mommy to wead on Caturday cuz hims wanted to see ifin hims kuld get her all wiled up. Fur sum weason peeps like to get meez mommy all outta sorts. Anyways, seems dat duwin’ this meetin’ a discussion awose ‘bout kitty cats and how peeps not be keepin’ ‘em confined to their house. Well da city council sed dat ow towns “shelter” isn’t equipped to house cats, never has been and never will be. And dat accordin’ to State law all cats awe classified as FERAL and must be dealt wiff diffewently than dogs.  

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What’s dat? Oklahoma state law classifies cats as FERAL? Hmmmmmm  Why is it then dat we have to have vaccinations? Or be licensed? And just how come there be shelters fwuout da state that house, and wehome cats evewy day? And why is it a cwime in this state to abuse a kitty cat? Well mommy wuz livid!! Her wuz angwy at da ignowance of city council members and da newspaper. Awen’t newpapers posed to investigate and weport facts? Cuz they didn’t even put quotation mawks wound dat statement. Well altho’ weez lived here in Oklahoma fur quite a foo years now mommy sed she knew she didn’t know all da laws and maybe she missed sumfin’. So she ‘cided to find out da twuff. Awe we of da feline purrsuasion classified as FERAL in this here state?

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Mommy spent da entire weekend lookin’ up laws. And da only feral animal evew discussed wuz hogs. Yep we have feral hogs in Oklahoma. But nuffin’ ‘bout cats bein’ feral. So when Monday wolled wound, mommy got on da fone and hers search continued. Mommy is now discussin’ this ignowant statement/belief wiff members of da Oklahoma State Senate; cuz nopawdy else in da state has evew heard such nonsense. And da Senate wuz quite innewested in just why ow town still be usin’ bullets to solve their “stway” purrawllem. We don’t zactly have an answer fur ya’ today, cuz they’ll be getting’ back to us once they wesearch and look into this matter, but weez can purretty safely say dat da species Felidae is NOT classified as FERAL by da state of Oklahoma. Weez’ll keep ya’ updated and mommy’s gunna be writin’ a letter to da editor and contactin’ da city council ‘bout this. Mommy fawt settin’ da wecord stwaight wuz mowe purrtant than visitin’ or a posty. But weez back now and as soon as we get da word weez’ll tell ya’ zactly what da Senate sez.     

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

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses  

Dezi and Lexi

 

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Lexi’s Show and Tell Birth

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Meowllo evewypawdy hope yous havin’ a good week so faw. Today be Bacon’s show and tell day. And Easy suggested da topic fur show and tell be all bout bein’ born. Da day of ow birff. Altho we hav told these stories afur, we didn’t hav very many furiends then so weez fawt it wuld be a good idea to tell it all again. Now me can tell sis Lexi’s stowry just like me wuz there cuz meez heard it so many times. So dat’s where weez gunna stawt. Let me set da scene fur ya’.

Mommy sez me looks good in oil paints.
Mommy sez me looks good in oil paints.

Picture it, April 1999, a very bootyful spwing day in Oklahoma. Da sun wuz shinin’, it wuz still a little cool in da meownins and there wuz still dew on da flowers and tips of da gwass. There wuz a house in da good pawt of town where there lived sevewal Egyptian Mau kitties bein’ bwed to make show kitties and pets fur peeps lookin’ fur dat kind of kitty. One such Queen wuz nearly weady to giv birff. Her peeps all got weady to go out fur da day and had been outside havin’ there meownin’ coffee. Next door lived a stay at home mom what had a big ole doggy livin’ out in hers back yawd. A foo hours after da Mau’s furmily left fur da day dat very purregnant Queen wandered into da kitchen and found da back door left ajar. She had never been on da udder side of da door, but she kuld smell da fwesh air and hear da birdies chirpin’ and callin’ to her. She sensed it might not be safe, but just kuldn’t wesist da “call of da wild.” Out fwu da cwack in da door she went. Da still dewey gwass felt stwange on hers paws and all da new smells tickled her nose. Sounds wuz comin’ fwum evewywhere and hers ears wuz dawtin’ side to side and fwunt o back. Da sun wus bwight and warm on hers black spotted and stwiped coat.

Photo courtesy of Egytian Mau.org
Photo courtesy of Egytian Mau.org

She laid down on da moist gwass and stawted cleanin’ hers paws. Just then she saw a squirrel dat had descended fwum da twee in hers yawd. He had always played happily in this yawd cuz there wuz no animals or bawkin’ doggies here. He hadn’t seen da little Mau Queen layin’ in da gwass gwoomin’. But she saw him. And instinct took over and she cwouched and wan toward da little squirrel hoo chattered and wan up da twee. Just then da little Queen heard lots of loud bawkin noises dat scared her and suddenly she kuldn’t member what to do or where to go so she headed fur da fence and up she climbed like she did on da cat twee in da house. Once at da top of da wooden picket fence she jumped down…in da neighbors yawd. Maybe she fawt she wuz back in her yawd, maybe she wuz still confused. We will never know. But after lookin’ wound a moment she laid back down in da dewey gwass. Dat wuz a lot of ‘citement fur a little Queen almost weady to giv birff.   

But she wasn’t in her yawd and she wusn’t safe. Da big doggy dat lived in this yawd saw her come over da fence and headed back wound to hims backyawd fwum da side of da house. When he got to da backyawd he wan full speed toward da little Queen. She looked up. She had never seen a doggy afur, so she didn’t know what to do. It all happened so fast. Afur she kuld move da doggy had her in hims mouff. Hims wuz gwowlin’ and shakin’ her evewy which way. She scweamed at furst and da lady of da house came wunnin’ outside to see what da commotion wuz. And as she opened da door she saw sumfin’ very tiny bein’ flung into da fence and fallin’ to da gwound. She saw dat 2 more times as she wushed to get da water hose and spway hers doggy hopin’ hims wuld welease whatever hims had in hims mouff. Da doggy took off wound to da side of da house again, and da woman went over to da fence to see what had dwopped.

I'z wuz awlwayz a liddull dibbrunt and on minez own.
I’z wuz awlwayz a liddull dibbrunt and on minez own.

There she found 3 of da tiniest little kittens she had ever seen. Knowin’ it wuz too late to save da little Queen she scooped up da kittens and took them in da house. She gwabbed a little shoebox and put da kittens in it stacked on top of one anudder. She didn’t know ifin they wuz alive or dead, but she knew she had to get them help. She gwabbed hers keys da shoebox of kitties and hers cell fone and wan out da door. She knew there wuz a wescue gwoup wiff a bottle feedin’ specialist at da Pet store dat day so she wushed to da store. By da time she weached da store, 10 minutes later; one of da kittens wuz scweamin’ weally loud. She wuz gwateful fur dat and hoped it meant they wuz okay. Into da store she wan where meez mommy heard da baby cwyin’ and wan over to meet da lady. Mommy took da tiny shoebox full of kitties and cleaned them off and put them in a bigger box and gave them a bottle afur heawin’ their hawwowin’ tale.

Da bweeder lady never contacted mommy and mommy waised those little kittys to be stwong and luvvin’. She did lose one of da kitties at 2 1/2 weeks to neurological purrawlems. She wefused to eat and so mommy had to send her to heaven. But sis Lexi and hers bwofur littermate gwu stwong and mommy found da pawsumest home fur little Cade hoo also gwu into a lawge kitty like Lexi and me. And of course Lexi stayed wiff mommy as you wead wecently in mommy’s luv letter to her. Mommy hopes Lexi  dusn’t member anyfin’ ‘bout those furst ten minutes of hers life and has dun evewyfin’ she can to show Lexi dat she be purrfect and dat she luvs her very much. And yous know what? Lexi knows it and she luvs mommy more than anyfin’ in da universe.   

Mommy sez I'z look grayt in oylz too.
Mommy sez I’z look grayt in oylz too.

Well dat be ow show and tell fur da day. Ifin yous wanna wead more birff stowries head on over to Bacon’s wight now. And till da nex time…………………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses  

Dezi and Lexi  

Humble Beginnings

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OMC Ifin yous all kuld only see and hear meez mommy. It’s like evewy 10 minutes, “Oh good grief, my nose” and then hers picks up da kleenex and ‘HONK’. MOL Wiff da season changin’ so suddenly and all da rain, and of course mommy wuz just gettin’ well fwum da pneumonia hers got duwin’ da flood, hers allergies awe weally kickin’ in. Let me tell ya’ ifin this goes on much longer mommy will look like Rudolph. Oh well, weez do luv Christmas.

On anudder note as me told yous on meez Meowday, we celebwate da whole mumff. So me fawt dat since me has so many mowe furiends now than when we stawted bloggin’ dat me wuld tell yous da stowwy of how me came to liv wiff mommy and sissy. And meez first duty as a Service Cat. Ifin yous been readin’ meez blog since da beginnin’ hopefully me won’t put yous to sleep and can bwing out enuff new to keep yous innewested. So don’t close da tab yet.

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See it all stawted in November of 2009. Mommy had a Ragamuffin’ named Ransom dat had been vewy sick fur a long time. And one day he just gave up and hims went to heaven. Mommy wuz distwaught and sis Lexi had now lost 3 bwofurs in her 10 years. And since Lexi wuz 10 years old mommy knew she needed a helpurr fur her. She just kuldn’t do all da work mommy needed her to do alone. Oh sis Lexi wuld twy, but mommy wuldn’t want her to have to. So even tho’ mommy wuz gwievin’ hers stawted makin’ sum calls. And then wight afur Fanksgivin’ mommy talked to a lady fwum a wescue dat told hers they had just raided a Ragdoll bweeder and had a litter of 11 kittens. They wusn’t quite suwe how old they wuz, but they wuz eatin’ solid food and weened. (NOT) Anyways, mommy sed hers wuld be wight there. So mommy told sis Lexi she wuld be back and wuld be bwingin’ her new bwofur or sisfur home. And she got in da caw and dwove da 2 hours to see me and meez littermates.

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We had been put in a big box wiff baws on it. We wuz skeered and all huddled togedder. And then me heard a voice dat sounded like an angel and da lady dat put us in da cage came and put us in a basket. She carried us to anudder room where me smelled sumfin’ sweet. And then da lady poured us outta da basket and onto da floor. We wuz all kinda stunned. We all looked wound and me saw a lady in da floor and kuld tell dat’s where da sweet smell wuz comin’ fwum. Meez littermates all huddled togedder and stawted playin’. Not me. Me waddled ovew to da sweet smellin’ lady and crawled up what seemed like a mountain (her cwossed legs) to get to a flat place (lap) and lay down. Me laid down and stawted purrin’ and then looked up at da sweet smellin’ lady and she looked at me and she just glowed. There wuz water leakin’ fwum hers eyes and runnin’ down hers face and she spoke so softly me almost didn’t hear her. And she sed, “Hello my angel. Are you my destiny?” And she picked me up and handed me to da udder lady hoo put me down wiff meez littermates again. Again, me waddled wight back to her and crawled up da mountain again and laid down and looked up at her again. This time there wuz a flood comin’ fwum hers eyes and she gently picked me up and held me close to her heart and sed, “You are my Destiny.”  Mommy and da lady wiff da basket talked sum mowe and then me and mommy (da sweet smellin’ lady) went away.

So many new sights and smells. It wuz a bit cold and me wuz a little skeered so me clung to da sweet smellin’ lady wiff all me had until hers put me on a warm soft blanket and stawted singin’ to me. Me stawted dwiftin’ off to sleep. Me wuz so tired. Da sweet smellin’ lady didn’t know it but me hadn’t eaten anyfin’ since da day afur we had been put in da cage and wescued. Me got weally quiet and mommy got worried and pulled ovew to check on me. Me wuz bawely bweevin’. And then hers got a call. One of meez littermates had suddenly died. Suddenly me wuz gettin’ jostled wound and rubbed all ovew. Meez eyes wuz heavy but me got them open and mommy wuz lookin’ me ovew fwum head to paw. And hers talked into da little fone and sed, “They’re not 6 weeks old. They most likely can’t eat the kibble. Do you know what kind of wormers were used? OMC Something she bought at Walmart?” She gave them how much?!!! They all need bottles of whole milk ASAP, and a heating pad. As for the wormer you’re just going to have to keep them strong enough to make it through. If you need anything, call me, and I’ll keep you updated about Deztinee.”  Yous see, we wuz actually only ‘bout 3 1/2 weeks old. Da bweeder had lied to da rescue peeps. (they specialized in dogs and it wuz da holidays so no vets available)  So we wusn’t weened. And da bweeder had given us an ovew da counter wormer in doses fur a 6 pound cat. And not only once, but twice in one week.  

See meez wormy belly?
See meez wormy belly?

Mommy continued home (purrawlly speedin’, but sshhh, don’t tell), and got me in and shoved a bottle in meez mouff. Me wuz so weak me didn’t wanna suckle. But mommy kep after it until me finally did. After meez belly wuz full and me had gone potty (the runs big time-mol) mommy gave me a baff and got me all cleaned up. And found that me wuz covered in fleas. And yes, me had worms alwight, but not da kind me had been tweated fur. Me had tapeworms fwum da fleas. But me wuz too yung fur da twaditional tweatment, so mommy had to use a natuwal wemedy. It didn’t take long, and in a foo days me wuz stwonger and up walkin’ wound and playin’ and checkin’ out meez new surroundings. Meez nevew missed meez littermates. Me wuz always posed to be wiff mommy and sis Lexi. As fur meez name, mommy chose to change da spelling of Destiny (cuz herz likes da unusual), but to this day mommy still believes me wuz always hers destiny.

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So me knows yous wunnewin’ what wuz meez first Service cat duty ifin me wuz so little. Like me sed, me wuz always posed to be wiff mommy. Me wuz tuned in to hers vewy bein’ and me had gotten stwonger and wuz followin’ mommy evewywhere hers went. Me had seen hers fallin’ and goin’ to sleep in da floor, and me didn’t like it. Afur hers wuld fall me wuld sense dat sumfin’ wuz gunna happen, me just didn’t know what. So one day hers wuz in da kitchen gettin’ sumfin’, neevew of us member zackly what hers wuz duin’, but me got dat sense dat sumfin’ wuz gunna happen. By now me knew dat it meant hers wuz gunna fall down, so me fawt me needed to tell hers so maybe she wuldn’t do it. So me stawted meowin’ meez squeaky little meow. Me don’t know ifin hers didn’t hear me or what, but she just kep on duin’ whatevew hers wuz duin’. So me kep squeakin’ louder and louder. And finally she stawted tellin’ me she luved me. Altho’ me luvs to hear dat, it didn’t help da situation. So, me decided me must do sumfin’ els. So me stawted pattin’ hers ankle (dat’s as high as me kuld reach) and turnin’ wound and wound. And of course me kep meowin’ too. Hers looked at me and weached down and picked me up and stawted luvvin’ on me. Awe yous kiddin’ me? Put me down! What ifin yous fall, meez meowed. She put me down and me wesumed meez warnin’ til she hit da gwound. Well me licked hers face and when she finally “woke” up me meowed dat me told hers so, but she didn’t seem to cawe or unnewstand. Me just didn’t know how mommy, hoo seemed to unnewstand what all meows meant didn’t unnewstand meez warnin’. We did this a kupple mowe times afur hers decided me might be twyin’ to tell hers sumfin’. To this day me warns mommy afur hers passes out. And these days she pays attention. So, dat wuz meez first evew duty as mommys Service Cat. Well dat’s da stowwy of meez humble beginnings. Mommy sez weez not rich wiff fings or munny, but weez awe ovewflowin’ wiff luv and dat’s what counts.

Me also wuld like to hopefully clear up da Blest Sunday posty. Yes sissy and me awe hostin’ da Blest Sunday post-a-thon fur da Tabby Cat Club. But since this mumff be special we fawt it wuld be nice to invite ALL BLOGGERS to join in on yous own blog. Da blogosphere is so blessed and all of you awe blessed in yous own way, so we fawt it wuld be fun to wead what you wus fankful fur or blest by too. So whedder yous a member of da TCC or not, purrlease join us Sunday fur a Blest Sunday posty. And member, this post will include ow vewy special Fank yous to all those hoo helped us in any way duwin’ da past foo mumffs.  Weez been asked ‘bout da linky fing, and weez will be honest, mommy dusn’t hav a clue ‘bout how to do dat.  

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Till da nex time……………Be Blest!!!

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses 

Dezi and Lexi

Panfurs Rock!

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Well it’s finally here, Black Cat Day! Weez been lookin’ furward to this evew since we found out ‘bout it. Weez hav so many gweat furiends dat be black cats. And yous know what? Here’s a little sumfin’ yous not know ‘bout meez mommy. Hers vewy first kitty evew wus a solid black cat. Meez mommy had been raised in a furmily dat had lots of animals fwu da years, but nevew had kitties. Da man of da house fawt we kitties wuz all worffless and didn’t like us. It made meez mommy sad, but what kuld hers do, she wuz just a kid. But when meez mommy got all grown up and moved into hers vewy first pawtment hers went down to da local animal shelter and sed, “I want a kitty.” Da animal contwol peeps took mommy to da back and there they had 1 little kitten dat wuz only a foo days old layin’ on a cold hard metal table. They had alweady killed it’s mommy and 5 littermates and it wuz nex. A man in a white coat wuz fillin’ up a syringe. Mommy panicked and sed, “I’ll take that one.”  Da shelter peeps told mommy dat it wuldn’t liv cuz it wuz too yung to be on it’s own. Mommy stood hers gwound and sed, “I don’t care what you think, I want that one.” They gave in and let mommy pick up da squirmin’ cwyin’ kitten and hold it close to hers heart. It immediately quit squirmin’ and stawted purrin’. It kuldn’t see or hear, but it seemed to know evewyfin’ wuz alwight now. Mommy didn’t unnewstand why they wuld kill a mommy and whole litter of kitties, so hers asked. They told her dat cuz all da kitties wuz black they wuldn’t get adopted. Mommy fawt dat wuz da most widiculous fing hers had evew heard. Unfurtunately hers later found out they wuz tellin’ da twuff. Ignowance and old wives tales still abound and peeps still buy into da myffs surroundin’ these bootyful kitties. 

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Let me tell you a foo fings ‘bout black kitties dat not be myffs. Did yous know dat there awe 3 basic colors of kitties dat all udder colors awe a combination of? Those 3 colors awe Black, Red and White. Yous know what dat means? Almost evewy kitty in da world has a black gene sumwhere in their DNA. And in da purebred arena of da CFA, pure black kitties awe an accepted color pattern in 22 bweeds. 22……not 1 or 2, but 22. Isn’t dat amazin’? Melanism which is what black is called, (like albinoism is what we call lack of color) may also actually enhance their immune system. Makin’ them mowe wesistant to illnesses and genewally heallffier. Betcha didn’t know dat. Those awe just a foo little fun facts ‘bout black cats. But yous know what? A black cat bleeds red just like me. Black cats purr da same as me. Black cats luv and play and just want a luvvin’ furever home just like any udder cat. There’s nuffin’ any mowe lucky or unlucky ‘bout a black cat than any udder cat. Tuxedo cats awe so vewy pawpular, and c’mon peeps, they’re black cats wiff white mawkins. No offense to meez tuxie furiends. Yous know me luvs ya’. But ifin not fur da extwa gene they wuld be solid black. Here at meez house we just don’t unnewstand what da big deal is, cuz we luv all kitties wegardless of color.

This be Audrey, so of course we had to show hers.
This be Audrey, so of course we had to show hers.
This be Wanda. So purretty.
This be Wanda. So purretty.

Sum of you hav been followin’ us a long time and know dat da wescue mommy volunteered wiff when hers took in sis Lexi and hers littermates wanted to kill them cuz they wuz so black. And mommy put hers foot down yet again and sed NO. And sis Lexi’s blood bwofur wuz adopted weally fast by a weally rich furmily dat live in a five stowwy house and they luved hims so much they made mommy purroud. Lexi’s udder littermate died due to injuwies sustained duwin’ hers birff, but had she lived she wulda been adopted too. As fur sis Lexi, mommy sez hers can’t magine life wiffout hers and all da luv she has bwought fwu out da years. And me can tell you dat she’s da bestest sisfur a girly kuld evew ask fur.

Chunk be a cutey.
Chunk be a cutey.
Isn't Siver Spur purrretty?
Isn’t Siver Spur purrretty?

 

Oh Yous wanna know what happened to mommys first evew kitty don’tcha? She Lived. Mommy took hers home and handraised her to be a big bootyful panfur girly. Mommy sed she wuz da smawtest, sweetest kitty evew. Meez suwe she means till meetin’ me and Lexi tho’. And we looked all ovew fur da fotos of her, but alas there awe still sum fings mommy hasn’t found fwum wecent events. But weez do hav a foto of Ransom, da Ragamuffin’ dat occupied my spot on da bed afur meez comin’ to live here. And altho’ we awe advocates of not allowin’ black cat adoptions till nex mumff, da fotos abuv awe of adoptable black kitties dat can be found on (www.allpaws.com) Fank you all fur luvin kitties and fur givin’ black kitties a chance. And to all meez furry black furiends, Yous awe da bestest. (Dezi and Lexi both blow kisses)  Meez will ask yous to shawe meez posty on yous udder social media so these bootyful panffurs will get seen and help them find homes. Fank you.

This was baby Ransom when hims came to liv wiff mommy and sis Lexi.
This was baby Ransom when hims came to liv wiff mommy and sis Lexi.

 

Till da nex time……………………Be Blest!!!

 

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses 

Dezi and Lexi