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The Stroller Tryouts

Git away from me, mom.  I don’t want to ride in that box on wheels!  Kali doesn’t look very interested either.  What are you doing….throwing Island Paradise into the box?  You can get them Kali.  I have a feeling mom is going to trap one of us in there.

akazmcr                                                                          akssm1

Ok, get out now Kali…run like the wind.  You’re too late…mom’s moving the box.                                                             akzmstrWhoa, Kali is refusing to sit down!  She does not look happy.

aksmAre you ok Kali?  I don’t like this a bit Shoko.  There are nice comfy blankies here but I don’t like the movement.  Let me out!  Mom’s heading for the bed so you can jump off.  Geez if Kali doesn’t like it……I gotta wonder!                                                          ashstrWaiting for it to seem strange …..nothing’s happening.  Kali, this is kinda fun.  I don’t have to walk, I’m just rollin’ along and its comfy.                                                            ashzmcrOh, it looks interesting over this way mom.  C’mom step on the gas…I wanna see what’s happening.                                                     ashcrWell, paint me yellow and call me a cab, I really enjoyed the spin around the inside of the house. No fuss, just a sweet ride with blankies that feel so comfy on my tush.  I must rethink the idea that pet strollers are bad.                                                                              Kali and Shoks

 

 

 

 

Let’s Look For Them Again

Mom decided we better go look for Bashful again because its going to freeze overnight and even though Sky’s sis is used to this kind of weather, Bashful is not.  So off mom and I went to examine more of the Lane.

We looked into the car man’s junky vehicles.

No sign of them.  Nothing!  We then headed over to the house that’s falling apart.

I think they’re over here mom!  I see some wiggle marks.  I’ll go onto the property here at the falling apart house.                                                                           There they are….in the long grass by the tree!  Be careful mom, you don’t want to step on them.  Let me go and tell them we’re here.  Mom nods to me.

Hi Bashful.  How about if mom gives both of you a ride home in her hand.  Mom, let’s see your hand….Bashful and his friend would like a ride home.  Mom puts her hand down, Bashful and his lady friend hop on.                                                                   Stop mom, let me look.  My, my…..she is quite the looker.  I’ll bet the boy rocks are beating a path to her door.                                                                

Sis, I’m so happy to see you again.  I thought maybe you were lost for good.  I was so scared.  You look so cold sis.  Would you like some oregano to get warm.  Yes, these peeps have oregano.  I know, we’re really lucky.

*yawn* You must be even sleepier than I am sis.  Let’s go to bed and snuggle.                                                             I can’t wake these two just to find out the name of the bigger one.  Don’t you know Bashful?  You were with her for a few days.  She never said her name.  I guess we’ll just have to wait until they wake up.                                                                        

 

 

 

Flat Shoko Has Left Canada

Kali, did I tell everyone about Flat Shoko that Dad made up for Cat Scouts?  I don’t think so Shoko.    Well butter my butt and slide me to the Catnip!  Sit down my friends have some nip and I’ll tell ya all about it.

Cat Scouts are giving scouts the opportunity to go visit their friends in Cat Scouts via a flat cat.  Well dad made a flat cat of me.  She’s a big sucker too!  I call her FOKO.                                                                                                         Foko

We mailed Foko  at the beginning of August out to DezizWorld in Oklahoma.  Dezi did a post about her visitors.  Click on DeziWorld for the First part and Part 2 for the second half of the visit.  Shoko’s flat cat boyfriend Finstein scame for a visit with brofur Fimmy.  Dezi’s mom made sure there was no look of hanky panky between Foko and Finstein.  Finstein slept at the head of the bed and Foko at the bottom.  We had tons of fun.  Mango from Cat Scouts also popped in for a visit.

Dezi telling Foko a secret...she's not very quiet and that accent...blew me away. What a fun gal.Dezi is going to tell Foko a secret. Foko says Dezi is not real quiet but has such a fantastic southern accent that Foko was mesmerized.  Lexi, Dezi’s sis, sat back and let Dezi enjoy her friends.  What a kind sister.

Dezi’s mom mailed us out to Finstein and Fimmy’s dad and we arrived last Wednesday.  What a houseful in Finstein’s family!  I never saw so many cats all in one place.  I especially liked chatting with Miss Fitz.  We had lots of girlie talk and giggles.  Go take a look at Tomcat Commentary by Tim…just click on the name.

 

Foko and Einstein taking a rest

Foko and Einstein taking a rest

Miss Fitz was so happy to have another female to talk with that she spilled the beans about most of the family’s secrets.  MOL  Way to go Miss Fitz.

 

Secrets with Miss Fitz

Secrets with Miss Fitz

Finstein’s family lives in Pennsylvania.  Fimmy and Finstein’s dad mailed Foko, Finstein and Fimmy up to  Canada.  So they should be arriving in another 4 or 5 days.  We are expecting a couple of others from Cat Scouts too.  Woohoo…lotsa visitors.  Kali will be delighted.  Too bad Miss Fitz isn’t a flat.  Kali would love her, I just know those two would get along like a house on fire.  MOL, Miss Fitz, what a name!  I like her already.

 

 

 

 

Kali’s View of Her World

For those of you that have not noticed my new header and for those of you that thought, “Egads, that’s a dark and dingy picture”.  Well here’s the scoop.  This is a picture of the Ice Castle in Dr. Zhivago.  The superb actor, Omar Shariff passed away two weeks ago and this is our way of honouring him.

 

I’m looking after the post today.  Yes, Shoko let her big sis take charge for a change.  Shoko is busy patrolling around the perimeter of the property….on the fence.  I don’t know what she’ll do if she spots trouble…bravery is not her thing.  She sees herself as this meezer:                                                          Everybody else see’s her this way:

I have been having problems getting on and off the bed.  The worst part of it was jumping onto the floor after a nice snooze.  My elbow and paws have arthritis.  I find the arthritis meds too hard on my stomach and I can’t hold them down.  Mom asked dad if he could make something that could help me out.  Shoko suggested a trampoline to dad.  She said it would be easy on my paws cause the rubber would give.  Mom and dad didn’t have to worry, she would watch me as I got off the bed.  Actually, she said it would be a hoot watching me go up to the ceiling and down again.

Dad didn’t like this idea and thought it was very unsafe.  Dad decided to make stairs for me.  They are so cool!  Just look at these stairs.

Here I am modelling the stairs…I think they look better with me on them.

Oh mom!  This is a horrible picture!  I look all butt and hips.  Please my friends disregard this pic…..I’m not this fat looking.  I know I’ve gained a wee bit but..                                                                      Here I sit on the top stair…dad made it big enough for me to sit and relax or scratch at the carpeting.  I’m not fond of the type of carpeting on the condo….scratch wise that is but I really like the carpet dad put on the stairs.

 

What a Day!!

Wednesday Purrs

Today started with Shoko singing at about  5:30am…mom hollered to be quiet Shoko.  This didn’t deter Shoks as she began really singing loud a half an hour later.  Mom got up checked the food, water and kit lit….all looked good so she went back to bed.  However  , after talking with Shoko and wandering around the house, she couldn’t get back to sleep so we all got up at 6:30am….thanks Shoko.

What a horrible morning.  I was minding my own business watching Shoko walk through mom’s containers of flowers thinking, “What a dunce, she’s getting her feet and face all wet.”

                                      

Out comes mom looking all phoney happy and chattering a mile a minute.  This means something is about to happen to one of us.  I was secretly hoping it was going to be Shoko but no way, mom picked me up and remarked how heavy I was.  I am not mom and don’t be so rude!

 

Oh no!! She took me to the carrier with the fluorescent orange blanket….not that I have a carrier without a florescent orange blanket.  This trip will mean the vets.  Mom was kind of upset because I have a tendency to get ingrown nails and when dad clipped my nails last time, the middle nail bled and I made a big fuss about it.

When we got to the vets they took us right away.  This hardly ever happens so I didn’t see my friend Joan.  The technician weighed me and I had lost one and a half pounds.  So there mom…I’m not as heavy as I was before.

 Dr. Bowman was our vet and I didn’t care for him.  He kept poking around my nail so I growled at him a few times.  I got to give him credit….he knew I was getting fed up and sped the exam along nicely.  Turns out my nail was pretty good.  He thinks I have arthritis in my front paws though.  He gave mom some weird looking pills.  You’re not giving those things to me!                                                                        brighten vetThe ride home was very quiet…I had nothing to say and mom was just glad that part was over.

We arrived home and Shoko was nowhere in sight.  Mom called and called her…she was a no show.  Then mom caught a glimpse of her….

                                        Guess she was tired after getting us all up so early.

The capsule…well I smelled the contents of my food and I wouldn’t eat it.  Shoko liked it though.  Mom was having a dicky bird telling Shoko, “No, you don’t need that.”  Next step…..spoon feed me the medicine and food.  We’ll see if that works.

I’m laying out like Lady Muck and mom has a wee spoon with Fancy Feast beef on it and my med.  I taste it and……make way, where’s the bowl of this stuff.  It’s delicious!  Mom is happy and I’m full.

 

An Unexpected Guest

Wednesday Purrs

 

We have been busy planting veggie seeds  and generally doing all things to do with the garden, such as planting transplants with fertilizer and bone meal.  Bone meal gives these wee guys strong roots and it smells divine…at least to us kitties.

 

This stinks!!  But I like it...purrrr

This stinks!! But I like it…purrrr

We were minding our own business last Thursday and a young cat came up and talked at, not just me but mom too.  Mom, of course told this young male how handsome he was. His smokey grey fur was not knotted, teeth clean, ears clean, he was very friendly and not afraid of humans.  He stayed and stayed.  When mom and I went inside the grey floofy cat came with us.  Of all the nerve, he jumped in my toy box and stuck his head into my toys.  Mom thought it was cute. I sure didn’t and neither did dad.  Dad took this young boy outside and put him on the deck.  I gotta admit the young guy was a looker. I wouldn’t tell him that and practiced my pathetic hiss.  Kali got into the act and really hissed at him.  Her hiss made him think twice.

We all went to bed and guess who was waiting for us in the morning….you got it….young grey cat was sitting on the rug outside.  Mom always has a big bowl of water on the deck for cats that come for nip and get thirsty.  This wee guy was hungry….you could tell by his cry.  Mom fed him and he gobbled it down.  Mom was starting to think he had been dumped in our Lane.  There was no collar or ID of any kind.  Mom decided to leave him for another day and see if anyone was calling for him.  Dad was talking with this wee guy too.  Mom heard him say, “I think I’ll call you George.”  This signalled to mom that they were starting to get attached.  Me?  No, I wasn’t getting attached.  I wanted this guy gone!  He was obnoxious in his playfulness.  Whenever I turned around, he was running at me….I know now he just wanted to play but at the time I thought he was coming after me.  The good news…my hisser is stronger from using it more.

 

Oak St.

Oak St.

 

 

The next day was Saturday and our wee friend was still here so mom fed him when she fed us.  He gobbled it down again…a hungry lad.  Mom decided it was time to call the SPCA and they answered mom’s questions.  They are a “no kill” society unless the animal is nasty to humans and cannot be trained to like humans.  It was Spring and their cages were full but they did have one cage free.  Mom and dad took the wee lad down to the SPCA in Kali’s cage.  The poor guy was scared.  Mom and dad sat with him for a wee while down at the SPCA.  The nice lady gave him the name Oak St.(our street) and a Pet ID#.  They told mom she could call at any time to find out how he was.  Mom and dad left feeling positive that Oak St. would find a forever home.

Friggin’ Cold Friday

It’s one of those days….grey but sunny at times.  Kali and I pile outside when the sun is out and come running back when the wind starts howlin’ and the hail beats down.  Mom is still workin’ on the laundry….come on mom it’s not like you have to beat the sheets with rocks to get the dirt off.  Let’s make the bed and maybe do somethin’ fun.  Meanwhile Kali is practicing her selfies in the bedroom.

 

Better Kali,,,we can see part of your face.

Better Kali,,,we can see part of your face.

Let’s move into the living room and finish the last one.  I think you get distracted with your toys in here.

Yompin’ Yimmity’…you got it Kali!  You look intelligent too…wow.  You’ll floor them On Selfies Sunday.  The Cat on My Head is hosting the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop….just click on the blog name and visit my friends.

I’m going to help mom make the bed….smooth out the wrinkles in the sheets.

 

Make sure there are no lumps in the bed...like a Kali Kitty.

Make sure there are no lumps in the bed…like a Kali Kitty.

 

Smooth out the wrinkles in the sheets

Smooth out the wrinkles in the sheets

Now, we can play on the bed

Now, we can play on the bed

How about Artsy, Fartsy Saturday…you better do that one too. for Athena’s Caturday Art Blog.  Just click on Athena’s name my friends and go visit all the anipals showing their own brand of art.

 

Filtered Kali

Filtered Kali