Happy Long Weekend

Mom said it’s Labor Day Weekend so she gets another day at home and that makes me very happy.  I decided I would show her that I sometimes understand her when she talks to me so I decided to labor with her today.   You see…I know that word means work.  Usually I just run from work but today I decided to be adult about it.   I helped Mom cut up the dead tree into littler pieces and then tied them in bundles for the garbage man.  Mom said I sometimes got in the way but I know she just didn’t like me telling her which piece to move next.

Here I am hiding in the tree branches.  I showed Mom which branches needed cutting.
Here I am hiding in the tree branches. I showed Mom which branches needed cutting.
What tree..........where???
What tree……….where???

I have a completely different idea of Labor Day.  I think it’s when the humans have to labor but we kitties don’t  The humans should labor making us grilled salmon, harvesting catnip, buying us new toys and brushing us.  To me that sounds like a wonderful Labor Day.

Dear readers, as you can see, we are as different as black and orange……..

hehehehehehe...I just crack me up sometimes....
hehehehehehe…I just crack me up sometimes….

Tears to Smiles

Shakespeare....have you seen Axel outside lately?  I wish he'd come out so we could run up and down the fence together.

We wanted to write a special blog today about how when sad things happen, we just need to look hard and next thing you know we’re smiling and our hearts are overflowing.

When we were little kittens, Mom used to read to us from a book she has.

It’s called “Homer’s Odyssey” and it’s all about a little blind kitten that was adopted by a wonderful human named Gwen Cooper.

Mom told us Homer inspired her to let us have our own blog  She figured we fur people had things we should be sharing with other fur people and their humans.  She quickly discovered that we have LOTS of things to say.

Anyway, Mom was real sad today to find out that Homer had gone over the Rainbow Bridge and is now with all the kitty angels, including some of her own cats Dixie, Smokey, Tarji, Shani, Mischief, Chicago and Sherlock. We never met any of Mom’s old cats, but we know she loved them just as much as she loves us.

She said it was ok for us to cry ‘cuz Homer’s human is really going to miss him.  Homer lived with her for around 16 years and they were a team.  He protected her and she protected him.  There’s an emptiness on earth but not in her heart.

Mom also said that we should smile ‘cuz Homer can see now!  Can you imagine how excited he must be???  What a thrill.  He can actually read the book he helped write!

She told us that on the day Homer died, some humans in Iowa adopted a blind kitty and another kitty because Homer had inspired them to take care of special needs kitties.  Homer’s good work continues as fur people are given new homes and humans.

Just look at all the good Homer has done.  Nobody wanted him when he was a little kitten but he just knew there was that one special human out there who wanted to adopt him.  He wrapped Gwen around his little paw and they were inseparable.  When we were waiting for our furever home, we just knew that the right human would come along and we would know that she would be our Mom.  Homer has inspired humans to take care of special needs kitties.  He showed humans that he may not be able to see, but he could do so much more.  He was LOVE walking around on four soft paws.

Mom said if you want to read about Homer and his human, you should check out his blog.  You should also check on Gwen’s books.  She writes without eating catnip!  We need our snacks and treats to inspire us but she doesn’t.


We just wanted to say how sorry we feel for Gwen’s loss, but we know she has tons of memories and even more friends and fur people all over the world now, thanks to Homer.  Keep his thoughts and memories in that special place in your heart.  He will always be there challenging you to do more.


ConversationWhat’s wrong Shakespeare?

I don’t feel like playing.


I’m worried about Mom.


Uncle Bob said Mom lost her marbles and I don’t know where to look for them.  By the way, what are marbles?  Do you know where they might be?

Shakespeare, it’s a good thing I look stuff up on the internet while you’re napping.  That’s just another one of those crazy human sayings.  It just means that Mom’s brother thinks that Mom’s gone off the deep end.

She’s going to drown!!!!!!!

Let me rephrase that.  It means Mom is doing something a little crazy.

Does it have to do with that big tree stump outside?

Remember the storm we had earlier this month?  Well, along Mom’s walk there were lots of trees and stumps and branches piled up because they got scared of the wind and hail and they fell down.  Then the humans put them in piles.


Mom kept looking at this one tree stump and she told Uncle Bob that there was something about it that she found really fascinating.  One night this week she talked him into driving over there with her to see if they could pick it up and bring it home.

We’ve already got that big stump from when our tree had a heart attack and died.

I know, but Mom wanted this one.  Uncle Bob must have thought it was kind of interesting too, ‘cuz he did pick it up and helped her bring it home.

So what’s Mom doing with that noisy machine now?

She said she’s sanding the stump down so it will be nice and smooth.  Then she’s going to put something on it to keep it from falling apart outside.   She claims it’s going to be really pretty when she gets it all smooth and shiny.  I stopped listening when she said it wasn’t a new scratching post for us.

Well, I hope she finds her marbles when she finishes with the stump.  Let’s show the readers what she’s working on.

This is what the stump looked like when she first got it home:

Tree Stump Before

Before She’s been working with that noisy machine trying to make it smooth so this is the first stage:

Sanding Started

First Stage of SandingWouldn’t it be fun to run along that long arm and jump into a bed of catnip?

We Must Be Famous…..

Mooooooooooooooommmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!  What is this?

Garden CatHaven’t you noticed that before?  Mom got it for her birthday and she said it looks just like me!  It’s been outside for weeks.

I was too busy looking for catnip.  Where’s my garden statue?

Cookie Jar and boysIt’s not in the garden, but here you go.  Mom’s best friend got this cookie jar for us ‘cuz she said it reminded her of us.

Why would Auntie Pat pick out a cookie jar that has me right next to you!  I want my own statue.

Cookie JarI don’t think this is as cute as I really am.  What do you readers think?

Hemingway and Cookie JarI think you have a big head!


God....why did you make humans so hard to understand?
God….why did you make humans so hard to understand?

We sometimes have trouble understanding what Mom is talking about.

If she would just speak the language of food, I know Shakespeare would understand her all the time!

The other day she looked at us and said we crack her up.

One time when we were running too fast in the house we made the lamp fall down…

I think the lamp jumped ‘cuz it was scared of us!

…anyway, it cracked and Mom said it wasn’t any good.

If we crack her up, does that mean she isn’t any good?

She also loves to call us goofballs.

We aren’t balls…..we’re kitties.

We don’t even know what a goof is.

Maybe it’s some kind of food.  Look….there’s two o’s in the middle of goof and there’s two o’s in the middle of food so it must be the same!

Shakespeare, the readers are going to think all you do is eat.  Come to think of it, your face is in the food dish an awful lot!

Maybe…..but the doctor man doesn’t tell me I have to lose some weight like he tells you.

Hush!  Back to understanding Mom.  Sometimes she tells us we’re going to summer camp.  We have no idea where this camp is and we’ve never seen Mom pack any of our toys in one of those box things to get us ready.  What’s even more strange is that she seems to threaten us with that when we’re being super naughty.

Does that mean that camp is a bad thing?

See….we just don’t understand Mom all the time.

God...do you think our readers can help us....or do they have just as much trouble with their humans?
God…do you think our readers can help us….or do they have just as much trouble with their humans?

The only time we always understand Mom is when she mentions TREATS!!!

Weekend Weary

This is what happens to two little kitties who spend way too much time outside during the weekend, “helping” the Mom clean up the yard after a big storm.

Long Day


Shakespeare is tired


Now don’t let them try to convince you that they’re little angels ‘cuz they’re typical little boy kitties.  Hemingway decided he had to “help” me make the bed with the fresh sheets that had dried outside.  I finally had to shut him out of the room.  Both boys woke up early and thought they should get me up as well.  However, it’s so cute when they finally do crash ‘cuz they sleep so hard and peacefully.

MOM!!!!  Quit making that flashy thing go off when we’re trying to sleep.

We’re going to remember this at 4am tomorrow morning.


Learning About Yard Work

Why was Mom pushing those leaves around tonight?

She wasn’t pushing them.  That’s called raking.

I don’t care.  Why was she doing it?  She usually waits until later when it starts to get colder outside and the leaves turn pretty colors.  Then the leaves get worn out from showing off and they fall off the trees and get crunchy.  That’s when Mom usually pushes them around.

Remember the storm the other night?

You mean when the angels were playing with their flashlights and the clouds were clapping loudly at the pretty designs they were making?

You have such a strange imagination.

Then the angels all must have turned on their fans and their water faucets ‘cuz it got really windy and wet outside.  There was some really loud noise when all those white ice pieces started hitting the roof and the windows.

Were you scared?

No.  Mom didn’t seem to be afraid so I figured she would take care of us.

Well, the leaves got scared during that storm and they shook so hard that they jumped off the branches and landed everywhere.

Poor leaves.

Mom said the  yard was such a mess that she had to get busy and clean it when she got home from work.

So that’s why we got to stay outside so long tonight?


Mom worked really hard so we better let her sleep in the morning.

But she told me she likes to get up early to take her walk.

I’m sure she doesn’t want to get up as early as you do.

I’m just taking care of you.  I know how hungry you get so I figure I better make sure Mom gets up and feeds us.

I don’t think Mom will believe that.


Be Very Careful!!!

Warning!  If your human says you’re going on a field trip and it will be lots of fun, don’t believe it!  Humans are very sneaky.  Did you know that humans keep in touch with those fur doctor people?  My Mom is a traitor.  She told me about a month ago that I was just going to see the doctor man to make sure I was healthy.  What she didn’t tell me was that she made an appointment for another time.  This morning I got up all bright and cheery and woke Mom up earlier than usual.  She didn’t seem to really mind ‘cuz we had a bad storm go through last night and we lost power.  Well, in the storm I thought she lost her mind, too.  Normally she gets up and feeds us and then goes on her walk.  She went out on her walk without feeding us!!!

I was a very unhappy kitty.

Shakespeare, this is my story so just go back to sleep.  Anyway, next thing I knew she was carrying me out to the car and she said we were just going on a ride to check out all the damage from the storm.  She lied to me!!!  We ended up at the doctor man’s house!!!  Then she left me!!!!  Can you imagine?  No breakfast and I get dumped off at a strange place.

I don’t remember much of what happened ‘cuz Mom said the doctor man made me go to sleep so he could clean my teeth.  What business is it of his to be cleaning my teeth?  Just leave the toothbrush out with some catnip flavored toothpaste and I’ll do it myself.

It was a very long day but Mom finally came back to get me.  When the doctor man gave me to her, I buried my face in her arm ‘cuz I was so happy.  I was afraid she had forgotten me.

Now, get this……………….

Copy of P1020756Look what the doctor man did.  He gave me a PINK bandaid thing around my front leg.  I’m a boy kitty.  I should have had a blue bandaid thing.  However, I will admit it looks kind of pretty against the black.

Copy of P1020759I better not hear any of the neighbor dogs laughing at me ‘cuz I’m wearing pink!

Notes from the Mom:  Hemingway did fine during his procedure.  They were concerned that he might have a tumor but when they checked it they found it was nothing so I was very relieved.  I know Hemingway didn’t have the best day and it was super hard for me to leave him, but it’s good to know he’s healthy.  Meanwhile, Shakespeare had the house to himself today and he won’t tell me what he did.

Sometimes Humans Are Just Plain Silly

We had a problem this weekend.

We were rather upset.

Mom told us we couldn’t go outside ‘cuz the fence wasn’t completely up.

We promised her we would stay in the yard, but she didn’t trust us.

She told us that her brother had to take down part of the fence ‘cuz some guys were going to come and take down a big tree in our yard that had died.

We felt bad for the tree ‘cuz it had been around a long time.

Anyway, he took the fence down and then the next day the guys came and took the tree down.

And they made LOTS of noise doing it.

So, we figured Uncle Bob would put the fence up right away but he didn’t.

Saturday was a gorgeous day and we wanted to go out and play but Mom wouldn’t let us.

I threw a temper tantrum.

You sure did!

Well, so did you.  You walked around the house just yelling.  What good did that do?

Well, you jumped up on the computer desk and started knocking things off on the floor.  Did that help?

Nothing we did helped.  Mom just looked at us and told us we were acting like two-year olds.   DUH….what a silly thing to say!!   We ARE two years old.  What does she expect????  Uncle Bob finally felt sorry for us (or maybe he got tired of listening to Shakespeare whine) and he put the fence back up and then opened the door for us.

We spent a lovely afternoon outside.  Thanks Uncle Bob!!!

Mom….I have a question.  While we were outside I spotted this guy in the tree.  I tried to take a picture of him but it was kind of hard.  It’s not a real good picture but you can see that he’s black and has a fluffy tail.  Is he my brother?

Black SquirrelFrom the Mom:  No, Hemingway.  That is a black squirrel and he likes to hang around our house.  Maybe he’s seen you in the window and thinks you are also a squirrel.