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Hope Springs Eternal!

Hope Springs Eternal!

Posted by on Oct 10, 2022 | 21 comments

(I’m a little topsy-turvy lately with all this changing-of-the-guard happening.) Well, mama just read this and wanted to pass in on as a spark for Monday: HOPE is a powerful tool, as it has so many facets, mama says, that are working on the feeling in one’s body and brain to be successful. Unconscious hope, outright hope, thoughtful hope,...

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Sweet Sorrow

Sweet Sorrow

Posted by on Oct 9, 2022 | 20 comments

Well, my dear aunty and uncle are leaving tomorrow for somewhere called Canada and that kitty-kitty they love and frankly, je suis triste! I just took to my beddy-by and tried to forget…and I DO have my dinner and breakfast tomorrow with them, yay, yay! I will simply have to try not to make kitty tears in my kibble as it gets so soggy… But I shall...

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Suki Selfies

Suki Selfies

Posted by on Oct 8, 2022 | 14 comments

YOU TWO ARE LEAVING??? NO, NO, NO! But what about just staying here in our little village in a little house and coming over to visit every now and again? With emphasis on the NOW. WHAT? You have a kitty, too? Suki by name? Oh, boy, there’s no aguing with that… …and today I’m letting Suki have the Selfie blog because I know that...

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End of Week Wishes

End of Week Wishes

Posted by on Oct 7, 2022 | 12 comments

1. When I turned __around and saw those pigeons invading the garden again, I __could have cared less, HAHA. They won’t get a kkkkkkkk out of ME 2. My favorite breakfast is __with mama and papa nearby reading their emails or whatever it is anthros do at breakfast. 3. I’m so glad I live in a world where __such lovely friends are tummy-rubbing me...

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Yesterdays

Yesterdays

Posted by on Oct 6, 2022 | 17 comments

Well, one day ago it was Random Acts of Poetry Day and a friend sent this to us: The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry’s cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I’ll put a trinket on. A sweet autumn poem, no? I have...

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Merci Moments

Merci Moments

Posted by on Oct 5, 2022 | 16 comments

A happy moment, for which I am thankful, is when I find a nice place to put my paws up. Well, mama is still taking pics of OTHER doggies nd kitties when she travels, but she stopped at one, thank heaven. Mama is a sucker for doggies in baby strollers…always was, always will be. Mya started the whole thing! Yep, that same Mya who LOVES cherry...

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Full of Woe – No Way, Jose

Full of Woe – No Way, Jose

Posted by on Oct 5, 2022 | 7 comments

Hey, I was born on a…whatever…but NOT a Wednesday! And it’s just a poem anyway. Monday’s child is fair of face,Tuesday’s child is full of grace.Wednesday’s child is full of woe,Thursday’s child has far to go.Friday’s child is loving and giving,Saturday’s child works hard for a living.And the child born...

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If Music Be The Food Of Love

If Music Be The Food Of Love

Posted by on Oct 4, 2022 | 14 comments

Hey, these guys are teaching me the Hokey Pokey! “You put your RIGHT paw up, you put your RIGHT paw down, and you do the hokey pokey ’til I turn you all around…” Okay…onward and upward. Daily Diary Chapter 3 Well, mama is still struggling with videos-in-blogs!  Jeez…But you can open this and smile....

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OOPS!

OOPS!

Posted by on Oct 3, 2022 | 20 comments

Daily Diary Chapter 2 Well, yesterday I was dictating my blog to mama and she LEFT OFF PART OF MY DIARY! You just can’t get good scribes any longer,.. BUT I managed to hit “update” on my catpad, and guess what, mama, the whole blog was FIXED, duh! Uh, we don’t use that word in our house so let’s just say “repaired”...

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My Daily Diary

My Daily Diary

Posted by on Oct 2, 2022 | 24 comments

Here I am at tea time with my sweet kitty-sitters. ***** Well, today I thought I would give you a little glimpse into my Life With Jacquie And Brian, a saga for which few words are needed. Chapter One I eat in the garden. I sleep in luxury on my pillow case. I get snuggled and tummy-rubbed. I get head-rubbed. I am served again in the garden. Mr B comes to...

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