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Blest Sunday: More Firsts For Raena
Welcome to a brand new Blest Sunday. We’re actually feelin’ some of those fall tempurratures ‘round here. A couple meownings this week we woke up to dew outside and cooler temps even in da house. ‘Course dat means mommy wants to drink more coffee and wear socklets. Fur those of ya’ wonderin’ what a socklet is, well it’s what we call those fuzzy wuzzy comfy socks. Mommy says ya’ can’t actually wear ‘em with shoes, but they’re great fur keepin’ da toes warm. Anyways, me’s used to mommys socklets, but Raena? ‘Member your furst…everything? Well dat’s what’s goin’ on with Raena. This is her furst fall, winter, cold weather, you name it, this is her furst of everything. Mommy says watchin’ Raena be exposed to new things is so adorable. Me doesn’t know ‘bout dat, but it was kinda funny watchin’ her da furst time mommy put on socklets. Well, let me just tell ya’ ‘bout it.
When we all woke up Fursday meownin’ there was a bit of a chill in da air. So mommy grabbed a pair of socklets on our way to da kitchen. She made up our brekky and settled into her sittin’ chair so we could eat and she could enjoy a cup o’ joe. Raena and me settled in to our plates and started chowin’ down. Me saw mommy puttin’ on those socklets outta da corner of meez eyes, and thought nuffin’ of it. Raena on da other hand has never seen socks of any kind.
Mommy’s been wearin’ her floppy rubber sandals all summer or goin’ barefoot. So this was da furst time Raena ever saw mommys toes covered up. Her eyes got big as saucers and she bellied to da ground and inched towards mommys feet. She stuck her nose way out front and tried to sniff a whiff. ‘Course, da socks bein’ clean and mommy not usin’ smelly dryer sheets, they didn’t smell like anythin’. So Raena inched even closer to mommys fuzzy wuzzy socklets and put out her paw to touch ‘em. She drew her paw back really quick and looked at it, and then she touched ‘em again. This time, she started chirpin’ and fell over and rolled all over mommys socklet covered feetsies. Mommy said it was sooooooooo cute. It sure doesn’t take much to make mommys happy.
We’ve been asked about the size of Raena’s incision by several
people as well as how it’s healin’ up. The incision is about an inch
in length and as you can see, it’s healing well. She is purretty bruised
up there as well as the 2 teets that were shaved, but everything’s looking great.
(Click photo to bigify.)
Are you makin’ fun of me sissy?
Nope Raena, just tellin’ everypawdy how you reacted to mommys socklets.
Oh sissy, those socklets are so soft. Did you tell everypawdy ‘bout our other surprise?
No Raena me hasn’t had a chance too.
Well hurry up sissy, I had a blast didn’t you?
It was fun Raena, but me’s done it befur. It’s another one of those fursts fur you.
Well I sure hope I’s gets to do it again. I’s better tell everypawdy what “it” is. I got to go outside fur a walk. Yep, sure ‘nuff, I went fur a walk. As ya’ll know, none of da harnesses we have will fit me, so mommy wouldn’t take me very far in da stroller, cuz she couldn’t secure me. Fur some reason, she thinks we oughtta be tethered into da stroller even ifin it’s zipped closed. Somethin’ ‘bout our safety. Anyways, she did look fur a harness dat would fit me at da pet store and Wallyworld. But alas, they didn’t have a size to fit me dat would work. And altho’ I’s gonna be a big girly, I’s not so big right now. And mommy can’t put mines trainin’ on hold till I get big enuff to fit into a harness. So, mommy began to search da innernet to find a harness we could afford and dat would fit me. There was some money left over from getting’ da car a/c fixed dat was ‘posed to go to fixin’ at least one of da windows. Da mechanic’s been so busy he hasn’t had a chance to look at it and tell us how much it would cost to fix it. So after checkin’ with our Angels, they said mommy could use it fur whatever she needed. So after much deliberation, mommy ordered me a harness of mines very own.
Ifin ya’ recall, da last time I’s had on a harness, mommy took me to da VET to be tortured. Needless to say, when mines harness arrived and mommy put it on me, I wasn’t a happy girly at furst. But then, mommy put a harness on sis Dezi too, and I’s felt a little more comfy. Y, In no time at all, I was playin’ and chasin’ sissy ‘round. Mommy said she was so purroud of me and then she hooked me up to a long string and picked me up. And out da door we went. Mommy put me down on da sidewalk and let me explore a little. She wouldn’t let me go waller in da dirt, somethin’ ‘bout da doggies out here and poopin’ everywhere. But she did let me walk up and down da sidewalk. What fun I had. Did you enjoy your walk too sissy?
Yeah Raena me did. And me’s glad you like your new harness. It does look good on you.
Y, Fanky you sissy, you look bootyful too.
Fanks Raena. You know, we are so blest to have a home and a mommy to take care of us. Our little outside adventure was lots of fun, but it was even better cuz we got to come back inside where it’s safe. There are lots of kitties dat live outside all da time. They don’t get to go inside when somethin’ scares them or it gets cold or wet or too hot or fur any reason. They don’t have a mommy or warm bed. Y, They don’t even know when they’ll eat next, and fur sure don’t get treats like us. You know feral cats didn’t choose dat life, it was forced upon them by humans. Da lucky ones have caretakers who look after them and feed them and try to get them medical treatment when needed. Da really lucky ones learn to trust humans and eventually find furever homes. But most of them…they live their very short lives outside and never know what it’s like to have a home or mommy and daddy to luv and purrtect them. They have to fight fur everythin’ and lots of peeps are mean to them and don’t want them ‘round.
Fankfully there are purrograms like TNR dat can help stop those kitties from constantly havin’ babies. And by doin’ dat, da colonies become smaller and more manageable. And dat hopefully means dat da mean peeps won’t be so mean to them. Even so, there are lots of places dat don’t know ‘bout TNR purrograms or da benefit of spayin’ and neuterin’ even their pets. A little education goes a long way toward fixing the purroblem. Peeps takin’ respawnsiblity fur their own pets and having them spayed or neutered and keepin’ them inside will also help. ‘Member me said ferals are a result of human abandonment. When you adopt a pet, it’s fur life. It’s not till da new wears off, or kitty grows up, or you get bored, or you get allergies, or pregnant, or any other reason. It’s fur LIFE.
Everypawdy can help even ifin you don’t have a feral colony in your neighborhood. You can donate money, food, supplies and your time. Lookin’ after a feral colony is a day in and day out job dat is offen done by one or two dedicated peeps. There’s no glory in it, and once peeps find out what’s involved, volunteers offen disappear.
A caretaker must be there fur those kitties every day. Even on da days when you feel sick or tired or whatever other excuse. Da truth is, ifin a colonies caretaker doesn’t show up, kitties don’t eat. They go hungry. Me knows most of you don’t know what it’s like to really be hungry, me doesn’t. Mommy makes sure we girls are taken care of and always have food, but me has seen hungry, and it’s not nice. Alley Cat Allies has a website where you can find oppurrtunities near you to help. We purray fur all da feral and abandoned cats and their caretakers. We fank all of you who devote so much to those kitties. And our hope and purrayer is dat someday, there are no feral colonies cuz all kitties have furever homes.
Oh sissy I sure hope God answers our purrayers.
Let’s wrap this up and maybe mommy will take us fur a walk or stroll today. We are so blest to have a pawsum mommy, home, furiends and our Angels. Fank you all fur your luv, support, purrayers and help. You are all in our purrayers every day. ‘Member to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur da blessings in your life. We’re joinin’ da Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies. We hope you all have a wonderful day.
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Till da next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
Peace Is Returning
Hey, is anypawdy there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. Well, what a week we’ve had. Mines tummy’s been sore and mines balance was a little off at da beginnin’ of da week. And then there was sis Dezi. She wouldn’t come near me at all. And every time I tried to give her a nose bump or even walk by her she would hiss and growl at me. A lot of ya’ ‘splained dat basically I’s stank and dat’s why sissy didn’t like me. I asked mommy to give me some of her purrfume so I could smell purretty like sissy and maybe then she would like me again.
Raena, mommy told you it wasn’t just your smell and dat you didn’t actually stink. You just didn’t smell like da Raena me had learned to luv and accept. And trust me, no amount of mommy’s smell good purrfume was gonna mask dat.
Well, ifin I’s didn’t stink then how come you were still bein’ mean to me a couple days later after mommys scent was all over me?
(Dezi says under her breath and grins) Cuz me could. (Looks up and talks to Raena) Well Raena, mommy allows fur stinkerness after certain events without withholdin’ treats, so me was just takin’ advantage of every second of dat rule.
Is dat why you’re not hissin’ at me as much anymore?
Yeah, mommy’s run outta patience and said we better get along or else. And besides it takes a lot of energy to do all dat hissin’ and growlin’. Me even missed a nap or two.
Well sissy, I’s glad we’re furiends again. Wanna play with our silvervine sticks?
Dat sounds like fun Raena. You know a couple peeps asked ‘bout where we found our sticks of da vine. As most everypawdy knows we don’t have much money, so mommy searched da innernet far and wide and found them on ebay fur less than a dollar and free shippin’ all da way from China. All ya’ gotta do is put silvervine sticks in da search bar and voila’ you’re on your way to vine bliss. Speakin’ of, me needs to find me’s stick. Befur we go, we’re gonna join with Rascal and Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur da weekly Pet Parade.
Don’t furget to tell everypawdy dat mommy’s gonna be busy gettin’ together our entry fur a pawsum contest today. We’ll tell you all ‘bout da contest next week. And mommy’s also gotta go get a flu shot this afternoon. Maybe I’ll get to go with her. So we’ll be by to visit as soon as we can. Hope you all have a wonderful weekend.
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Till da next time…………………………………………Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Baubles, Knick Knacks and Toys
Meowllo everypawdy, it’s already Wednesday. Y, Just da other day somepawdy was talkin’ ‘bout Christmas decorations. Dat could be very interestin’ ‘round here this year. Mommy’s never had a kitty play with da tree or da baubles on da tree. But she has a feelin’ Raena just might be dat kitty. Let me tell ya’ da girl’s into everything.
Sissy? What’s a tree bauble?
Well Raena, they’re balls, or other purretty glass knick knacks dat hang from da branches of a Christmas tree.
A whole tree of danglin’ toys? Really? I’s can’t wait till Christmas Dezi. (continues her morning bath while thinking about tree baubles)
No Raena, they’re not toys any more than mommy’s other knick knacks are toys.
Well ifin they’re not toys, then what’s da point of ‘em danglin’ there and temptin’ us?
Me doesn’t know Raena, we’ll have to ask mommy ‘bout dat. Me just knows dat we’re not ‘posed to play with them. Anyways, we’ve gotta wrap it up. It’s almost time fur da inspection. Da exterminator’s also ‘posed to be here and mommy doesn’t want us anywhere near da kitchen till she can clean up da mess he leaves behind. Mommy said it’s a good thing we don’t have bugs and dat she sprays fur herself cuz da exterminators soakin’ of da walls, fridge, oven, cabinet doors and middle of da floor doesn’t kill anythin’ but us and mommy. And while we may like water, there’s nuffin’ worse than bein’ snatched up and thrown into a bath cuz you happened to walk thru all dat poison. Mommys’ arms are wavin’ ’round in da air and she’s hollerin’ “danger danger, poison, poison,” and purrayin’ we didn’t get it in our mouth or dat it hasn’t soaked into our skin. Me knows all ‘bout dat from furst hand experience. We hope you all have a pawsum day.
Till da next time………………………………..Be Blest!!!
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