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Who’s Knocking on the Door?

KALI…..ORANGE
SHOKO…..BLACK

You’ll never guess what happened on Friday.  I was just lying around trying to get comfy after my afternoon snack and the doorbell rang.

 I watched to see who it was at the door.Naturally, Shoko ran into the bedroom like the big chicky she is.

Well, for heaven’s sake what is it?  It’s for me!!  It’s a Princess Bed, all my own,

I want my blue blanket in with me, mom.  It keeps me warm.

 I feel nekked without my blanket.  I want it back.  Much better.

See, I’m kneading the back of the Princess Bed….I’m very happy.

Where is Shoko, I want to show her the new bed….my new bed. 

I see Kali.  Wasn’t that nice of mom….it’s obviously yours, I can’t think of another princess around here.                                                  ♪ I gotta be me!♪

Cwap…I gotta get outta here!

Cow Kitty, do you still live here?  Come out and play.  I miss you!                                                   

An Honour to be Chosen

 

Last Thursday my bunkie and I went fishing and caught a 4-pound trout.  A beautiful specimen.  Maggie and I released this guy back into the water to stay with his family.                                                  

Thursday evening after the S’Amores competition, the initiates for The Order of the Arrowhead were announced.  Yumpin’ yimmy….I was to be one of the initiates.                                                 

Excuse the big head…the altitude made my head swell. mol

Now, let me explain about The Order of the Arrowhead.  It is a prestigious group for a select few of Cat Scouts.  The best of the best, so to mew.  Well, I was scared and happy and scared…actually terrified but I didn’t want it to show.  So I carried on with my normal routine                                               Friday evening after the Knowledge Bowl, the Arrowhead initiates were turned out into the woods in our cave person outfits.                                                             

We were armed with a blanket, 2 matches, an egg and a compass.

We had to spend 24 hours in the wilds and only use the supplies we were given.                                              

We had to separate from our friends and go our own way without them.

Using my compass I headed due south. Walking for what seemed like hours, I spotted Bobcat tracks and scat…I smelled him too as the wind was on my face. He came around a big boulder and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me. I didn’t want to show fear even though all my body parts were trying to shake. I introduced myself as a Sabertooth Cat Scout. He said he’d heard  Cat Scouts are friends of the forest so I was welcome to stay if I wished. I told him about the initiation of The Order of the Arrowhead, spending the night in the forest with just 2 matches, a blanket, egg, and compass. He wished me well and I was on my way. I was very tired so I got two sticks about the same height and put my blanket up like a tent. I was between two trees so I was out of sight I thought. It was almost dawn when I heard a soulful song from a bird. I got up to observe the kind of bird that sings so sweetly.                                                     

It was a Yellow-rumped Warbler. She was singing a sad song because she couldn’t lay any eggs and was longing for young’uns. She spied my egg. I told her this egg probably doesn’t hold a young’un but she insisted I hold a match underneath the egg to see if there was any life in it. To my surprise, there was life in that wee egg and it was wee compared to eggs in the store. I then blew out and broke the match in half and buried it in the dirt. The lady Yellow-rumped Warbler was delighted when I put the egg in her nest. She hopped on the egg and started to sing a happy song. She was going to name her young’un after me….Shoko the…wonder what kind of bird it is? We sat together most of the morning and she told me her tale and soon we were chirping about the egg. She told me where there were large blueberries so I picked berries for my new winged friend and then packed up my tent and scattered the used leaves and headed north by my compass. I stopped at the blueberry patch and had some berries…that’s why my face has a blue tinge to it. Then I padded onward til I made it back to camp.                                                        

We were awarded a diploma for our efforts in the wild.                                                  Mom says she’ll frame my diploma alongside the diploma for the Bobcat Rank back in 2013.

What a week my friends.  I shall never forget my week in Yosemite.                                                      This is my story and I’m stickin’ to it.                                                       

A Rude Awakening

 

Kali, no!  Everybody doesn’t need to know what I did.  I didn’t mean to, I just sorta got into the moment and forgot myself.  Well you have to say something now Shoko, everybody’s visualizing what you might have done.  Go ahead, tell our friends what you did to mom, Shoko.  I’ll just sit here and listen while you explain.    Mol..well, everyone except me, seemed to be fast asleep this morning when the sun came up.  I decided not to wake anyone because they looked so comfy gently snoring away.  I found mom’s ice pack on the bed, hiding under a blanket.  I pawed off the blankie.  Oh, I so love the ice pack when the water gets sloshy!

The water feels so cool under my paws.

The water feels so cool under my paws.

I kneaded the ice pack for awhile, I don’t know how long, Kali.  I haven’t learned to tell time yet. It was getting very light in the bedroom though.  I stopped because my paws started getting wet and they stunk!  I didn’t want to wake mom cause I just felt that I’d done something she wouldn’t like.

 

The feel of the ice pack gives me goosey bumps

The feel of the ice pack gives me goosey bumps

I lay down cause, what am I going to do….I didn’t realize the blankies would get all wet the longer I waited.

Finally mom woke up and said…”Something stinks.”  I reassured her it wasn’t me…I smelled pretty good for me.  She very quickly discovered the sheets and blanket were soaked and leaped out of bed.  For some reason she looked right at me and said….”Shoko, have you been at the ice pack?”  I couldn’t lie to mom and hung my head low.  There was alcohol in the ice pack to prevent the water from freezing too much.  The bed smelled like an old drunk had been rolling around there with his bottle for a few days.  I guess its bed changing day mom.  Let me help you. I’ll get the wrinkles out for you.

Bet you can't find me

Bet you can’t find me

There we go fresh bedding and it smells like flowers in here….well not like a room where drinks have been sloshed about. Now we’re ready to start the day.

That’s what happened and now mom is fine. Just a rude awakening.