The condos were nice. They were completely furnished (Momma did bring the bottom part of our scratching post, and she said, also, her toothbrush.)
Three years ago, Mom said, "I am a home-body," thus ending our adventures. I think it had something to do with Mistrie coming, and now, of course, little Precious.
~Patches Lady~
Here I am, in my window, with the new snow behind me.
Daddy is heading out to crank up the Snow Eating Monster.
Momma says it is "A Winter Wonderland."
~Precious Flower~
To all our furrends and their Furrless Ones
We will be taking a short holiday break. See you on Monday.
~From The Big Piney Woods Cats~
~Patches, Mittens, Mistrie, Precious~
Today is my Daddy's purrthday. Happy Purrthday, Daddy! Here I am, thinking of napping on his clothes.
Mamma says I must have been washing behind my ears, like a good girl, but my ear turned over and it stayed that way. She says if that happens to Patches or Mittens, they shake their head and straighten it out, but it sure didn't bother me. It stayed this way for about 15 minutes. Momma thought it was cute, and brought out the flashy box.
Daddy made Mistrie a brand new bed, yesterday, out of a plastic container. He bought some flat, solid, foam insulation (he says that stops things from sweating) and completely lined it, top, bottom and sides. He cut out a small opening, and Momma put towels around the edge and a nice cat pad on the bottom for Mistrie to lay on. She put it under the deck, on some planks, and put an extended roof over the top, using some covers from other containers, so it has a porch. She took the other one she had, next to the house in Hemlock Haven, and Daddy added flat foam that he had left over. She washed the blanket that was inside, and added clean bedding, then added another container top to that one, so it has a porch, too. Now, Mistrie has two beds under the deck, and two beds up in the woodshed.
Daddy has been using the Black Chewing Monster to cut up wood for our wood stove. He also moved the Snow Eating Monster from the storage building to the garage. There are big spoons on the deck to shovel the white stuff, when it comes down. Mistrie's bed (two of them) are up in the woodshed, tucked back in. One is a blue blanket someone left here from the Nap-A-Thon, the other is a yellow blanket. Daddy still is going to build her an insulated bed, to replace one that goes under the deck. It will be warmer, Momma says. I guess that means we are ready for A State of Winter in Idaho.
Many of you are wondering about how I am getting along. I am feeling so good now, no more throwing up and my tummy doesn't hurt. I stay upstairs, in the cabin, now, but it is a good thing. I have the big bedroom and ccmputer corner, with a nice patio door to look out. I have the big bed with tons of pillows, to sleep on, or I can go under the rocker or under the chair, at the desk. I can look over the railing to see what is going on downstairs. I have the bathroom with the walk-in closet, where all my stuff is. My litter box, water, unlimited special diet food, and a bed. I don't spend much time in there anymore, though, preferring to be at Momma's feet, or on her lap, when she is on the computer, or else I nap on the bed. Precious is shut in the bedroom downstairs at night, so I can snuggle Momma. I am a happy girl.
For those of you who haven't seen any before and after pictures, here is Precious, before I trapped her. She was near starvation, all bones and very thin fur.
In two months she has gained two pounds, her fur is thicker and she is growing a collar around her neck of white fur; also long fur between her toes. She went from never playing to playing almost constantly. She is very special to me and my husband.
~CalicoMom Toni~
I am afraid Momma is loosing it. She listened to a whole bunch of songs at Amazon.com and then placed an order. It came the other day, and now she is playing the songs on the computer. They are two CD's from Jerry Lee Lewis! This guy is nuts. We have to cover our ears. Momma says she used to just love his music and now she is even DANCING!!!! She is nuts too, we think. Do any of your furless ones know about this guy and his piano? Momma said that her and Daddy went to see him at the Minnesota State Fair back in the 60's and he got on top of the piano!! Some women sitting behind them left because they said he was "vulgar."
We are finally get rain in the Pacific Northwest, and Momma says, "when it rains, it pours." She just went out and emptied her rain gauge, as it was full, (five inches) and it is pouring outside. Nice and warm though, 60 degrees. I have the perfect spot to watch, and stay nice and dry. Mistrie is cozy and dry up in the woodshed. Good day for sleeping.
There was a party yesterday for all the November kitties Purrthdays and Gotcha Days at Smeagol and Striders. Here I am, right before we left, getting ready. I had a ton of fun, although Patches said I was "rowdy." I met so many nice cats and kittens and we played and ate and played some more. Thanks you guys. You sure do know how to throw a party.
See, this is what I have to put up with. I am minding my own business and the Little Pest comes sneaking up on me. She swats at me and runs, then comes back for more. She gets all low and wiggly and watches my tail, ready to pounce. I have to go upstairs to get away from her. Thankfully, she doesn't come up there, yet. I have always been the boss of the house, until now. Somehow, I think she is undermining my authority. What do you think?
