A very strange thing happened over the weekend. It happened briefly on Saturday but happened again almost all day on Sunday.
We had a bright light in the sky!!!
We haven’t seen that bright light in days and days and days………… Well, you get it.
Still, I knew exactly what to do! I plopped myself down in the biggest sun puddle I could find and I flashed my sparkly green eyes at Mom to let her know that I was very happy. Mom said that she liked how my black whiskers showed up in the photo. However, she didn’t like my messy bib so I did get a brushing later.
I was busy telling the Cookie Jar Kitties that they should get in the sun puddles, but they weren’t moving. Oh, and I also got a brushing even though my bib wasn’t messy.
Mom is actually the one who needed instructions on what to do when the sun shines.
She said she needed to take a class on how to put on sunglasses.
Of course first she had to find them!!!
It was a fun weekend. What about yours?
We haven’t done this for a long time so we’re kind of rusty.
Hey…….you’re black and white. I’m rusty!!!
Sigh……I always get interrupted. At any rate, here is our Caturday Art entry for the day. We hope you like it.
Here’s the original:
As you can see, I was sort of yelling. I was trying to tell Mom that Steinbeck was going to wash my face again. I already washed it so I didn’t need his help/
But I saw a spot on your face that you missed!
Check out the other art that our friends did today. Just click on the box.
Long ago and far away we had a human who listened to us and wrote down what we were saying……….and/or thinking.
What do you mean? Mom’s still here.
Yes, but she sure has gotten lazy in her old age.
Well, it’s true that she doesn’t spend as much time playing with us as we would like…….and sometimes our supper is late ‘cuz she’s stuck at that work place.
That’s it! The work place thing. It’s taking all of her energy!!!
Wonder if we could do anything to help.
Mom doesn’t mumble things about us getting jobs whenever she has to go buy our foodies.
I don’t want to get a job. It’s cold outside and I don’t want to go there. Besides, I know she wouldn’t let us drive her car.
Of course not……..we can’t even see over the dashboard and I’m not real sure which pedal is which and how long you have to hold them down.
Could we get one of those jobs where you do things at home on the computer?
She’s not going to leave the computer on for us. She doesn’t now and I don’t see her changing her tune about that at all.
She’s singing??? I know she keeps practicing to sing.
If I could figure out how to back into this box, I would be a cute model!
And if I could figure out how to sleep in this bed, I would be a good model.
Give it up Hemingway. I make a better model in the bed.
Are you sure???????????
Guess what……..guess what……….guess what??!!
I’m so excited. I got my own mail today. My very own!!! After supper, Mom showed me the envelope. It’s my very own envelope.
Here’s my very own note from the Tooth Fairy. It has my name on it! I’m so happy!!
Look at all my toys and my note! Could any cat be luckier than me???
MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!! Steinbeck is in my very own envelope!!! His name isn’t even on it.
OK, I guess I can share the toys with him. But I’m not sharing my very own note!!
It looks like he picked out his favorite. I think it goes nicely with his furs.
What a wonderful day!! Thank you Tooth Fairy. You made all of us very, very happy………especially ME!!!
The fire is going, the sky is gray, the leaves are still falling. It’s the perfect day for a nap!
While I snooze, don’t forget to check out what our other friends are doing at the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Most of you have already seen Mom’s favorite picture of me (for now):
Well, she said I could “artify” it today so this is what I got:
Happy Caturday to all and don’t forget to check out the artwork of my other friends on Athena’s Caturday Art Blog.
Hey Readers……….It’s me……Hemingway! I just want to let you know that I’m doing fine. Mom gives me a little pill in the morning and it makes the space where my toofie was feel better. She’s been giving both of us wet food and we like that. I sleep lots during the day so I can be up all night. hehehehehehehe
I can verify that! He kept both Mom and me awake last night. I was just trying to take a warm cozy sleep with Mom and Hemingway just kept dancing around.
From the Mom: I can also verify that he didn’t sleep! For one thing, he kept climbing up on my head and stretching himself across my face. I seriously think he was trying to suffocate me for taking him to the Doctor’s house. He has been head bumping with great force. He has also been even more like velcro than before. He keeps rubbing his face against me and I suppose it’s because the gums hurt. I can put up with all that, but the trying to suffocate me trick is not appreciated. One other thing, the doctor had said he had protein in his urine and they wanted to run another test to make sure he didn’t have high blood pressure or the start of kidney disease. We got the results today and it was all clear.
I never ate any protons! If I did, maybe Steinbeck put them in my dish. I know I’ve never asked for any protons! Do they taste like catnip?
Hemingway, you’ve been hanging around Steinbeck too much.
MOM!!!!!!!!!! Are you saying something naughty about me????? Hemingway, how is it that you tried to suffocate her????
Let me tell you about MY Monday. Once you hear my sad tale, you’ll never complain about your Mondays again.
Hemingway, why are you wearing that silly hat?
I’m pretending to be a doctor. Actually, I think I look pretty cute. Blue is a good color on me. Anyway, Monday morning Mom tried to grab me but I went downstairs and hid. After a pretty long time, I came out of hiding and sat at the bottom of the stairs. Mom’s brother saw me and he came downstairs and picked me up. I’m still not sure why I didn’t run away from him. He gave me to Mom and next thing I knew I was in her car. I sang the song of my people all the way over to the doctor’s house. When we got inside, I sat down on one of the chairs and refused to talk to Mom. She talked to one of the assistants and I heard things about teeth and being knocked out and all sorts of scary stuff. Would you believe Mom left me there???? I let the assistant pick me up and carry me back to another room. I was afraid I would never see Mom again.
I was worried while you were gone. I don’t like being home all alone.
Mom said that while I was “sleeping” they had to extract one of my toofies. It was sick and the doctor lady said it would be really painful if they didn’t take care of it. Believe me, in the process of “taking care of it” it was painful enough so I’m glad they took it out. My smile is still cute so there’s no problems. I have to retain my handsomeness!!!
When it was dark out, Mom came to get me. She had to pay out lots of money to get me out of there but she said I was worth it. When I first saw her, I was so excited. I got in her arms and never wanted to leave. So, we headed outside. Now here’s where things get a little confusing. Mom put me in the car and I cleverly managed to sneak out and went under the car and hid. It was dark and Mom couldn’t see me. It was also super cold and Mom didn’t have her gloves on. She went in and got one of the “desk ladies” to come out and help. She brought a big net (They had to use that on me once before so I was familiar with it.). She tried looking under the car and didn’t see me so Mom got really worried……..and really cold. They brought out a flashlight and managed to convince me to come out. Mom put me in the car again and…….you guessed it…..I tried to get out again. You see, it was logical for me to want to get out ‘cuz I was afraid that Mom was going to take me to another doctor’s house or something. I just didn’t understand ‘cuz I was on kitty drugs for the pain. Anyway, I finally settled on the floor…….right by the brake and gas pedal. Mom kept trying to get me to move but I wouldn’t budge. She said she was very glad that she only had a short distance to go and that she was able to get both of us home safely. And that’s why I don’t like Mondays anymore.
From the Mom: When I finally got home last night, I was exhausted. I was going to help the boys with their blog but I just couldn’t do it. I had to warm up (it really was biting cold), eat supper and relax. Hemingway is doing fine. He takes his pain meds in the morning like a trooper. He won’t leave me alone and seems to love cuddling even more. By the way, I absolutely love the picture they took of him. It just made me smile. I’m thinking I may have to print that one and frame it. Good old Hemingway spent Veterans’ Day at the vet’s.
Steinbeck, have you looked outside?
I don’t want to. I made the mistake of looking out a little while ago and it was white. I guess the angels were washing their wings and they spilled detergent all over the place.
You can believe that little tale you made up if you want to, but I know I’m not putting my paws in that white stuff. I’ve learned that the white is cold! And I also have the feeling it’s going to be around for a long time now and it’s going to bring all its friends and relatives and it’s going to pile up on everything, and then it’s going to take Mom longer to get home from work and then we won’t get our supper until late and then she’s going to be crabby about driving on ice and then she won’t settle down and watch a movie with us and then…………..
Take a breath, Hemingway. I remember the cold and I don’t like it. Let’s just turn our backs on it and stare at that flower.
………that today is National Cat Day.
We don’t get it. Why do humans think they have to make a special day for cats?
Don’t they realize that EVERY day is CAT DAY???
Well, to celebrate us today, Mom let us go outside and play when she got home from work.
It was a little chilly but we had our fur coats on.
Steinbeck, those leaves sure look like your fur!
Be quiet. I think there’s a black kitty over here in the leaves. I’m going to pretend I’m ignoring him and see if he turns around.
I can see for miles and miles and miles from this spot. I can see more leaves falling. Mom’s not going to be happy. Those trees are making a mess in the yard again.
Look Hemingway……..the leaves are making a mess on the sidewalk and the driveway, too. Mom doesn’t let us make big messes like that. How come the trees get away with it?
I don’t know. I thought Mr. Outdoor Cat was supposed to be watching for stuff like that.
Hemingway………did you hear what Mr. Outdoor Cat said? He said it’s going to get colder, all the catnip will die and then he mumbled something about the “s” word. Can we convince Mom to move to Florida???
Why not? After all it’s National Cat Day!!!