A beautiful day although fall is quickly closing in.
A ride in the stroller, you say…OK…let’s go.
Sup, mom? I don’t know if I want a stroll or not….maybe, any foooood…what are you doing? Well, if you put it that way I’ll go for a stroll with you and Kali. I wanted a better view so was headed to the front of the stroller. Out of the blue, Kali growled at me….just cause I was standing on her back……♪ I ain’t heavy I’m your sisteh.♪ She made it up to a hisss by the time I stood dancing on her shoulder. My Cod Kali, you have fish breath! Yuck! Alright, alright, I’ll sit down. Geesh!
We headed down the sidewalk and to Gateway Seniors Facility where mom had a chat with one of the residents. My Cod, mom can talk. We sat twiddling our paws while she gassed about what’s happening in the facility. Six hours later we left for Total Pet. No, we have no idea who this dude is but he ruined mom’s picture.
Kali begged mom for this Beauty dry food but mom was adament….just the Hypoallergenic Soy….no Beauty Food. Kali then turned her back on mom. Until mom went up to the cashier. The cashier gave mom a treat bag for us. Mom opened the bag and gave a piece of Freeze Dried Chicky Liver to Kali and I…we immediately started to gobble them and then we spit them out in unison. They were ghastly! Ewww…..They must be 87 years old. The treats they gave us last year were disgusting too. Don’t ever buy our treats here.
Then we headed for home. We were gone for 2 hours and did we ever have to use the kitty litter.
Hey dad’s coming for a stroll with us. How nice. Nice day not too hot and it doesn’t stink of smoke.
Where are we going? To Gateway Seniors Facility….you mean we can get in and visit with the peeps now? NO! Cwap!! What are we doing then? You want some wild roses? I don’t get it. Oh, I see, we’re going to take some cuttings at Gateway.
Can we get in trouble BORROWING a few cuttings….not if no one sees us? I get it…no one back here mom, Not a soul on my right.
Ok, let’s move it dad…you got the pruning shears? Good. let’s get the cuttings and get outta here.
We’re hiding…got them? Let’s flee.
MOL…we got the cuttings and nobody nabbed us. They sure are prickly little buggers.
I’ll keep a look out and make sure nobody followed us.
Mom, um, mom you’re going to want to see this…like quick.
How did you like our stroll down the street Kali? It was ok….not very warm though. If you hadn’t been resting your head on my butt and had your paws over my legs, I would have felt a chill. You sound like an old lady Kali.I do not! You asked how I liked the stroll, for hairy nip’s sake. Who’s Hairy Nip? Is he someone I know? I want to meet him, Kali. Oh fur..sistehs!!Wipe your paws, Shoko! You weren’t brought up in a Cattery. You sound ticked sis….what’s ahappen-ning widt youse…big girl? I’m bored stiff Shoko. I know what you mean Kali. We have to get involved in something indoors…..it’s no fun out here. I guess you’re right Shoko. Really, it is up to us to entertain ourselves. Mom can’t play all the time she has to clean our bedding, feed us, get treats, buy us fun toys and then dad’s going to want the same, so I guess she is pretty busy.
I’m going to look for my *Paw a Treat* toy. Found it.
Pretty well cleaned the *Paw a Treat* out….I’m good!
This doorknob is filthy dirty, I’ll clean it for mom…lickity, lick, lick. Now for a nap,,,,coming Shoko? Whoa Kali that knob really shines. I can see your face in it sis. My tongue’s rather tired now.Let’s have a well deserved nap Kali. We can dream of the warm summer winds.
Piglove and Fozziemum are having Shopping Around The World today. Thank you ladies for another intriguing idea.
Well, cwap I say. This month’s Shopping Around the World snuck up on us. We are just getting used to playing with some new toys and wham, Phenny’s mom reminded us it’s Shopping Around the World time. Son of a paper tiger! So here we sit….unprepared as mom and dad have eaten most of their turkey dinner and fixin’s. Shall we tell you that Cow Kitty ran away with all mom and dad’s food or the Elf on the Shelf buried our food under a snow bank. No, none of this happened. So this recipe does not involve Christmas dinner but an appetizer for any time. This is homemade Cocktail Sauce for those special occasions when you’re serving shellfish. You will need ketchup, lemon juice and horseradish. Ketchup..French’s 750 ml….$3.99 (Our ketchup is still Heinz so it’s old…they don’t make Heinz ketchup up here in Canada anymore.)
Real Lemon… Lemon Juice….. 150 ml. $1.50
Woodman’s Horseradish…..250 ml……$3.99
You will use just a bit of each. Most peeps have these items on hand,
Put 3 tbsp of ketchup into a small dish, Add 1 tbsp and 1 tsp of horseradish and 1 tsp of lemon juice. Stir and taste. If, you want more zip in your sauce add a small amount of horseradish and taste. Grab a prawn and dress it up with some cocktail sauce.
1.The highlight of my Christmas was…..NEED YOU ASK? IT WAS DA BIRD FROM EINSTEIN.2 .My New Year’s resolution is …..TO REFRAIN FROM TRYING TO BITE KALI’S BUTT. MOM’S RIGHT IT’S KINDA RUDE, EVEN IF KALI ISN’T LISTENING TO ME AND SHE DOES WHEN I TRY AND BITE HER BITE BUT THEN SHE FINKS ON ME.
Get away from me, you, you butt biter!
3.This year, 2016,…..HAS BEEN A VERY HARD YEAR FOR BLOGVILLE. WE HAVE LOST SEVERAL BELOVED FRIENDS. WE WILL BE HAPPY TO SEE THE END OF 2016.
4 Next year, 2017,…..I’M PREDICTING A HAPPIER YEAR IN BLOGVILLE AND MANY A STROLL IN OUR STROLLER.
WE HELPED MOM CHOOSE THE BEST DELI MEAT. ROAST CHICKEN FOR US AND BLACK FOREST HAM FOR MOM AND DAD.
May you go to heaven for the climate and hell for the company.
Mom and I went for a stroll yesterday, a long stroll. The sun was peeking through the clouds and there was just a spit of rain here and there. So off we went down the street. I was a little embarrassed, peeps were pointing and laughing at me….this is rude. Mom told me to ignore them and enjoy the ride. So I lay down and watched all the peeps and scenery go by. This is Gateway Facility for Seniors where mom volunteers every Monday. They have a nice bench mom relaxed on before we continued our travels.
Mom went strolling down a busy street where semi’s were rushing by me. I was getting a little scared but we got off of the sidewalk, stopped and talked with a lady that had purple hair. She had a shopping cart with the statement…”I can’t take it anymore.” She was a sad lady. Mom and I talked with her for a long time. She told us her story and we listened. By the time we left she looked a little more hopeful.
We strolled into the Youth Centre where dad volunteers and he was delighted to see us. He proceeded to show us the new wheelchair lift they had gotten recently. Mom and I just had to ride on it. After this amazing display where dad brought the bar down on mom’s head and I mewed in merriment, while mom was a little ticked, we went home.
Shoko was waiting for us on the fence and came dancing in the front door while mom picked up the mail. There was mail for Shoko! It was from Cat Scouts. The parcel held a kerchief from the April quest Shoko was on. Shoko wanted her new kerchief on like right now.
There you have it, Shoko modelling her kerchief. Does she look like a proud dudette or what?
Yes, I remember the wonderful days vividly! Those carefree days of summer in the veggie garden. I watched Cow Kitty make a fool of himself attacking the pea netting. I’m sniffing to see if there is enough water here for the peas…..if not I must contribute…MOL
Cow Kitty was delighted to be back in the vegetable garden too. Sitting up on the frame for the peas, surveying the garden.. See how well the Scarlet Runner beans produced this year.
I dipped my paws in the pool water. The pool was an oasis for all thirsty creatures that braved Fort Meezer. We did have more water in the pool. Luckily there were no ducks swimming in it. Cow Kitty would have leaped in the pool if that happened.
We were introduced to our new stroller. I had reservations. I mean a basket on wheels? Seriously? I had no idea of the thrills ahead.
Get outta here you yappy woofies….your mama wears diapers!! MOL…..hiththtth!
Kali was delighted with a slow stroll through the neighbourhood. She is very nosy and happy when out and about meeting peeps.
Kali was happy to let the woofies be and enjoy the fresh air.
We had several walks down the Lane. Cow Kitty even came with us. I didn’t like him with us, he’s too bossy. Oh mom, can you enlarge this picture? Kali is way behind on the right hand side but she looks like a dot. She always seems to dance to her own tune. Is that the best you can do? Kali’s still a dot but everyone can see I’m telling Cow Kitty off and he could care less.
We participated with the others with Phoebe’s sunglasses. I felt like a movie star but all was dark. Kali wore them too. She’s not impressed with mom putting them on. Whatever!!
Kali and I entered a few events at the Pawlympics, Easy’s Tuneful Farting, Noodle’s Tongue Rolls and Raspberries and Dezi’s Fly Fishin’. My favourite was Easy’s Tuneful Farting cause it really messed with Kali’s head. MOL Kali is embarrassed because ladies don’t talk of these terrible bodily functions.
We won ribbons and a certificate for our efforts in Easy’s Tuneful Farting.
This summer I had two teeth out and met the substitute Tooth Fairy. Scary and hairy! Mom took me for a walk on my harness and found out I can slip out of the harness like a magician. MOL….that was fun! The look on mom’s face was priceless.
These have been great summer moments in our lives and a fantabulous way to share on Remember me Thursday.
To keep peeps up to date. Here is a picture of mom’s finger without the bandage. No more drugs or pain just a little tightness on the finger. She gets the stitches out tomorrow. She’s some happy about it.
There you have it our happy memories of the summer. Tomorrow is the first day of Fall and the cold weather.
May all your worms be in the ground my friends! MOL
Mom had minor surgery today on her baby finger. When the orthopedic surgeon put the replacement joint in her baby finger, 5 years ago, he had already fused the joint. Mom could never understand why he did this but so be it. After living with this misplaced joint, she discovered writing was more difficult because the joint rubbed, was a nuisance and with repeated use, hurt. Also with this rubbing, the joint area turned black.
Mom will tell you what happened in her own words…take it away mom Thanks Kali.
I went to the hospital a little earlier than our appointment and the doctor took me early. Let me tell you about this procedure while it’s still fresh in my mind. I went into this room called Minor Surgery #2. The nurse asked my address, phone # and where I lived…just to make sure I had all my marbles before the procedure started, I guess. I managed to get all the answers right, so we carried on. Dr P came in and explained….very roughly, what he was going to do to my finger. It sounded ghastly so I tuned him out, and only caught the odd word. Humming *California Dreamin’* in my head, I got on the table with a bit of assistance from the nurse. Delighted my own bed was so much more comfy. I didn’t like lying flat, so had them adjust my bed. I must admit my tummy sure disappeared though. Once a bit more comfortable we carried on. My hand was cleaned with some antiseptic stuff that ran down my arm and was freezing cold. I mentioned that antiseptic was running down my arm and the Dr. said they’d get it….they forgot all about it. Onward….we went with three huge needles to my finger area. One shot between the ring and baby finger, right at the web part. The next shot was on the finger near the joint. The final shot was on the side of my palm. These areas are tender as a baby’s butt. The final touch was the tourniquet on my upper arm. The tourniquet was so very tight, it was a hurtin’ something fierce. Perhaps this was to take my attention away from the finger. A bloodless operation. I liked the sound of that. I was told the tourniquet was just for a *few minutes*. The doctor worked, the nurse restocked the bandage cabinet and I lay on the steel bed counting the dents in the ceiling. The next thing that happened was the Dr. asking for an instrument from the nurse who seemed to have left. The doctor was getting agitated and ended up shouting for her in the corridor. I swear only in Prince George would this happen. Shortly, the nurse came rushing in the room after telling us she took some garbage to the trash room. I hope she washed her hands. I got back to counting the multitude of dents in the ceiling as all was in order once again. Dr P declared he was putting the stitches in and then I’d be free to go. My, I deserved a fun food for going through this crap. But what, chocolate covered raisins, chocolate bark( big slab of chocolate) or pumpkin cookies. Decisions, decisions! Dr, P finished up and the very last thing the nurse did was to loosen the tourniquet. My hand was red, red….not like a beet but a close runner-up. Eek…no feeling either.Woohoo…I was out of the surgery room by noon PDT.It wasn’t fun but it’s done except for the stitches coming out. I got a prescription for t’3’s as these are my preferred pain killers Yes, I’ve delved into the world of pain-killers and have favourites.After a trip to the grocery store for a few goodies, mom was home. She looked fine especially for one of the walking wounded. Time to take us for a walk and stroll….off we went up the Lane.