Where Is Cow Kitty?
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Mom decided to keep him and told dad who was a little more realistic. He told mom, CowKitty wasn’t our cat and we could get into trouble. Mom got into her stubborn mode and refused to budge. She stated her point that CowKitty was very happy here and us girls were getting used to him.
It was very difficult to keep CowKitty away from the windows as his old parents were popping over to see if we’d seen CowKitty. They gave us their new phone #. 
Thanks to Ellen we got a calming collar for CowKitty and he relaxed. Think mom and dad needed a calming collar too.
Gardening Can Be Hazardous To One’s Health
I was in the house dining as were mom and dad. Kali was trying to get up after an especially good dream of Buddy. 
SHOKO…..BLACK
DAD…..BLUE
Dad looked out the window and said, “I think Cow Kitty is in trouble in the vegetable garden.” The three of us quickly headed outside to see what was wrong. As we got closer this is what we saw.
Cow Kitty was terrified and very agitated. Dad tried to remove his paw but Cow Kitty tried to scratch and bite him so dad told mom to get the scissors and he’d cut Cow Kitty out.
Cow Kitty must have been in some pain also. Dad cut Cow Kitty’s paw out of the pea netting and off he went. No limping just happier than hell-o to get out of the trap that had never bit him before.
Mom and dad never thought this pea netting could be hazardous to any animals but the squares are small and don’t stretch. Next year will be different as the netting will have big plastic squares so nothing will get caught.
Cow Kitty came and lay under the deck in about half an hour. He was more relaxed.
Cow Kitty had a collar on…this is new for him. The collar came off when he struggled with the pea netting. There was no name on the collar but five bells. This is a sign of how great a hunter he is.
Due to Cow Kitty’s harrowing experience today we are making him honorary Artsy Fartsy model on Athena Cat Goddess Wise kitty’s blog. 
Mom used Lunapic and used the Art Watercolour and lessened the effect. Then she rounded the border. 
Here is our Cow Kitty in all his glory. 
MOL..Happy Canada Day from us Canucks.
Hippity Hoppity Onwards To Harrods
It’s time for the Hop On /Off bus. Off they go to hop off at Chinatown and walk up to Covent Garden.
Dad jumped on the bus and went upstairs to the deck on top. Mom looked at the stairs and figured she’d keep the bus driver company. 
They got off at Chinatown and saw a pub that called to them.
They had to go inside and see all the slugs. Rip off! There were no slugs but a delicious bottle of Light Pepsi waited for them.
Off they went to Covent Garden. They had to see where James Bowen and Streetcat Bob had been busking the Big Issue magazine. Since those times James and Streetcat Bob have accomplished a lot. These two former street guys are financially secure and can buy stuff they never ever thought they could at one time. 
The next stop for mom and dad was Harrods. 
The first stop was the food halls and specifically the different fancy teas.
Mom was in her glory and bought Harrods Tea….Afternoon Blend 
Then it was over to the food halls for a peek at the fancy foods. 
Mom saw a sandwich she just had to have. It was two pieces of rye bread with butter, a cooked thinly sliced beet, smoked salmon, cut thinly and a few bean sprouts on top. The sandwich was cut in fours…just the way mom likes. Mom offered half to dad, who wrinkled up his nose but mom insisted as they should always be open to new ideas. Dad took a quarter and loved it so much he ate the other quarter.
Mom wanted to buy something from Harrods other than just the tea, so decided to buy some perfume. It cost more than the ready cash they had. So dad would have to pull out more loot. Dad disappeared to stand alone by a wall so he could get at his money belt. A store security man went over and told him there was none of that in this store. The security man thought dad was playing with himself….what a hoot! Dad had to explain what he was trying to do without turning red with embarrassment. MOL 
After purchasing the perfume our travellers went back to the hotel with their treasures.
Mom explained to dad that she needed her furs washed but the sink was as big as her face. Dad said never fear, he will help. So dad shampooed and used conditioner on mom’s fur. Trouble is he didn’t get all the soap and conditioner out…a very difficult task. So mom happily was walking around with a half pound of shampoo in her fur. I sound like Shoko don’t I? Let’s get the drama queen in here to explain the next chore of moms. Thanks Kali. Mom told dad she needed a bath also but the bathtub was too deep, she couldn’t step into it. The bathtub was an old-fashioned tub but with handrails on each side of the tub. The back didn’t go straight but was more like a slide. A funny looking tub to mom. Dad helped mom and she slid down the back of the tub and landed with a plop….kinda hard on the butt she said. Yet here she was with water and soap. The inside of the tub was indented the shape of her legs and butt. There was a problem because of these indentations she couldn’t lift her swollen legs but the water felt so good. A helping paw from dad and she was out and never wanted back in ever again. MOL
So sorry about the quality of the photo…think mom had too much tea before shooting the picture. Do you see the grooves? 
Well shampoo head and her mate, Helpful Harry, drifted off to sleep very quickly.
Next installment involves a train ride up country.
The Mail Lady Pounded on Our Door
We got two parcels from the mail lady. Not one but two parcels. The first parcel was addressed to Kali and I. What the…? Mom pulled out this blue thing and then she said we’d won it. I remember, it was a contest on Three Chatty Cats. Mom didn’t take a picture of this Filtration System we had won. She couldn’t wait to see how it would work in our big water bowl out on the deck and if we’d try it out or sneak up on it.
I hung back, just in case there was something wrong with it. I’m not having my furs frazzled because of a short-circuit I heard Cow Kitty talkin’ bout his dad getting a shock from his electric razor. Kali was the first to try the new system. 
I give it the Kali stamp of approval. The little bubbles it produces tickle my nose.
Well, if Kali can do it without a problem then so can I. 
The water looks ok…..no sparks flying out. I see the ripples, this water looks so cool and refreshing. 
I can even stick my paws in and the ripples feel good. I like this blue thing.
Thank you so much Three Chatty Cats.
Our second parcel was from….the Tooth Fairy?? What the heck…the Tooth Fairy is alive and well and living in the US? I’ll be bald-headed!! I would never have guessed. 
Look at the toys…just for me. 
I got dibs on the ice cream cone Shoks. Oh, alright Kali but I get the drumstick. That little Blue sucker looks like fun to roll. MOL 
This ice cream cone is so soft on my mouth. 
I have my drumstick in here and will beat it up….alone.
First I must thank the Tooth Fairy for the extra goodies. You are the best. *wink* *wink*
May your dentist need his tooth pulled! MOL
SHOKO…..BLACK
KALI…..ORANGE 
They Call Me Mister End Spray
Who are you and what are you doing on my deck? Hello pretty lady, my name is Mister End Spray and..Wait, your middle name is End? Yes it is. When I was adopted, the peeps weren’t sure whether to have End/ Or as my middle name. Mom thought Or sounded threatening. As I was saying dear lady I am selling subscriptions to “Nips Anonymous.” This is a culinary magazine for gourmets. I notice the nip in your garden so this magazine is a must. No, we don’t want a magazine, we can use the computer for recipes. Aww…I’m trying to pay my way through Rodent School and that is not cheap. NO! Now, go away. But Miss Beautiful you have to see the wonderful recipes…. Get off my deck this instant!
Who’s this Joe Crow, Kali? He says his name is Mister End Spray and he’s selling subscriptions to “Nips Anonymous” magazine. 
MOL, MOL,MOL ….*snort*….what an odd name. This guy is relentless so don’t look at him Shoko….he’ll go away. Take your paws off our deck or I’ll, I’ll get my mom after you. Scram. It’s always something Shoks.
Have a great weekend friends and may the Bird of Paradise fly in your mouth. 
Sunday Selfie With Kali
It’s time for planting our vegetable garden this week so if we have neglected to post very often, this is why. Victoria Day weekend is the traditional planting weekend of us northern gardeners. Is the 24th of May long weekend the time the south plants too? Shoko is out helping mom whether she wants any help or not. Mom has transplanted 4 sweet peppers into beds in the greenhouse. Dad is tearing up the sun deck to get rid of grass growing through the 2 by 4’s. He put more landscaping fabric under the deck. Everyone seems busy with their own chores. Even Shoko is examining flowers for any sign of bugs. 
Me? What am I doing today? Well, I don’t like insects anywhere near me so I’m inside getting ready to take my Sunday Selfie. The Cat on My Head is the bloghost for this lovely event every week. Just click on the bloghost name and you’ll see the most beautiful anipals in the world. 
I’m so proud of myself, I can press the remote selfie button and clean my face at the same time. Have a great day and avoid insects at all costs.
Wind in the Birds
I walked out on the deck this morning, like every morning. I ducked and then ran under the bench. What’s happening here? I had to dodge our patio furniture to get anywhere near the bench. The wind dang near bowled me over. 
I hollered at the glass door for mom to let me back in. Whew! Talk about a surprise. As I was looking out the glass door look who I saw. 
Doesn’t Cow Kitty blend in with the snow. He’s very hard to see until he moves. He is one huge dude too!
I wandered outside in the afternoon. The wind had dropped but whatttt? This is something new. There are hundreds of birds swarming in the neighbour’s trees. 
That’s it…….I’ve had enough of today outside. Each time I come out, a new terror awaits me. I can tangle with one or two birds but hundreds….forget it. 
Kali, I tell ya, there were thousands of birds dive bombing me, really!
