National Dog Day 2015

An 85 plus pound mutt with lovely chestnut fur and black tips holding a bone.


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Posted by on August 27, 2015 in Uncategorized


Three Joys: August 18, 2015

Today at work was rough, and I made some mistakes. I feel dreadful, and things don’t always turn out great in the midst of struggle. I need to do better and learn from these times. I need to listen more than I talk (which is more difficult the older I get).

And yet, there’s good in the world, no matter how I feel about myself at this moment. So I have found three joys to celebrate for today:

  1. Watching the hummingbirds flit around their hot air balloon drinking fountain.
  2. Daffodil becoming jealous of me lavishing some attention on Joy (the cat – not the emotion). Sometimes it’s nice to be in demand, especially for furry snuggles.
  3. A naughty lunch (whopper with cheese & extra pickles) with a phenomenal colleague and friend.

What brought you joy today?

Daffodil in the front and Joy looking on in the back.


Posted by on August 19, 2015 in Uncategorized


Happy Birthday, To Me!

What a crazy and fun day! I got mom up, talked her into preparing my divine breakfast, and enjoyed the morning. Until she left for the family breakfast. However, being Saturday, I knew she’d come back long before she would normally come home from work.

Once she got home, she started cleaning and preparing veggies for salad (thanks to her nephews who plant a beautiful garden for the family). Yuck! Finally though, she did make chicken for me (and some for company too). She sautéed it like her friend Stacy taught her. Yum!

Some of our family came over and shared salad and cake, but they let me eat chicken. Of course, I’m not supposed to have that, being on a kidney failure diet and all. However, I won’t eat if I have to eat the kidney food – it’s nasty. After the last time mom heard that I was on borrowed time … significantly, she finally gave up trying to make me eat yucky stuff and stuck with 100% baby food. Mmmmm good! And that’s been many weeks now. Still here! As you’ll notice below, my fur is still delightful and my eyes still shine.

My cousin’s little people made me a neat hat, which I even wore for you. I also received a card and flower! This in addition to lots of loving pets all day long and real chicken. May your birthday be all you wish for! Mine was even more than that!

A princess award-like thing and a calico cat with her shiny green eyes and white chest looking at you.

A yellow birthday cake with gree grass, red flowers, lady bugs, and a greeting,

The image of a table center piece made of round paper with a pink stripped border and butterflies wishing a Happy Birthday. Purpose tissue stuff below. Yellow field flowers in a small vase beside it.

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Posted by on August 2, 2015 in Uncategorized


One Day until 17 Years: God is Good

Tomorrow is my big day! I’m extra excited for this weekend. I’ve always liked weekends because everyone usually stays home, or at least comes home more often. This weekend will be great, because I’ll have extra time with those I love.

I know that God did not give me kidney failure. It’s just a part of life for some of us felines go through. God doesn’t do that to His beings, because He gave us free will when we left the Garden of Eden (of course there were cats in that garden). We also have all that comes with free will. Yet God loves us and is here to provide comfort. He whispers love into my furry ears. One of these days, He’ll welcome me to Heaven where I’ll be with those who have gone before me.

Until then, I’ll be waking my mom up a bit earlier than she’d like for a Saturday, explaining that so long as she’s up she may as well provide my gourmet breakfast. Later, I’ll go to the guest room and take the sunniest spot, as it is my right as the matriarch. On rainy days, I’ll curl up under the softest covers I can find. When meat is cooked, I’ll explain my urgent need for meat (starting from the moment it leaves the refrigerator until the last bite is taken). I shall purr when my chin is scratched. I will provide radar ears for the entertainment of humans while I meditate. I may even permit my mom to pet Joy from time to time without a jealous glare … or at least I’ll try to look innocent and pleasant about it.

Although life can be short for some, painful for others, and everyone has rough spots, God is Good. All the time. At least that’s my perspective.

Calico cat laying on a chair on her side.

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Posted by on August 1, 2015 in Uncategorized


Two Days until 17 Years: Color Your World

Sweet! Only two days to go! Well, really only one, since I can’t get on the computer until mom is done for the night and busy making my super supper.

I am a diluted calico cat. So was my sister. Our friend Merry (well, she’s usually friendly) is a more of a traditional calico. Mom talks about an old barn cat that was a tortoise-shell calico, mostly black with some orange and droplets of white. What we all have in common is color. Even Joy, with her gray and black tiger markings.

Color is important to my world. It makes things pretty, and I like things pretty. My mom doesn’t like a lot of pink, but I am a girly girl and find frilly colors fun. Sure, she’ll wear it and have bits of it around, but she would never use it as a decorating theme. I would!

I happen to have the prettiest green eyes, but instead of highlighting that shining color, my mom sometimes calls me her “big eyed girl”. Seriously? No one would consider that a compliment. Alright, she says that cows have big eyes, and they are the most beautiful, so having big eyes is a beautiful attribute. Whatever. I’ve never met a cow, so I wouldn’t know.

Color is also in feelings. Another nickname for me is “Sunny girl”, because I have a sunny disposition. When mom is happy, she says she is “peachy.” When she is sad, she says she is “feeling blue.”

Color is a great thing to have. Someday, maybe a calico cat can color your world!


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Posted by on July 31, 2015 in Uncategorized


Three Days until 17 Years: Make Memories

Three days to go until my big day. When is your big day? What will you do? It’s vital to make memories to treasure.

I have so many memories that bring me happiness. Let’s list a few:

  • For Christmas one year, cousin Shanti gave us crunchy, cheesy treats. We liked them so much, we talked mom into getting them for us regularly. Thanks, Shanti!
  • Our friend Betsie made Joy a wonton shaped catnip treat, but Joy shares with me sometimes. (When this happens, I do find joy in Joy.) Thanks, Betsie!
  • When mom goes out of town with grandma, she invites Aunt Kerrie to take care of us girls. Kerrie makes it fun by asking us our opinion on things, watching our favorite TV shows, and sharing her dinner. She even lets us borrow her phone so we can text mom with updates. Thanks, Kerrie!
  • Aunt Lynn has made mom soft scarves, and sometimes they would fall down from their hanger onto the floor, so I curl up in the scarf and enjoy it’s warmth. Thanks, Lynn!
  • Cousin Julie way out in California sent mom some cat decorations. There was a glass cat, and I used to scratch my chin on the cat’s ear. Thank you, Julie!
  • Cousin Jennifer has given mom lots of fun cat books. Mom always reads them to us. They usually made me laugh, especially Grumpy Cat. What a hoot! Thanks,  Jennifer!
  • Aunt Becky gave us a cat statue that looks almost real if you don’t know it’s wooden. It’s fun to tease people with it and play hide and seek behind it. Thanks, Becky!
  • Each spring, mom picks some of Grandma’s buttery, yellow flowers and brings them in for us to only look at. I think they might taste like butter, but then she chases me away, so maybe it’s not a gift to eat? However, it’s rare I get in trouble, so it’s still a happy memory, for the thrill of being the naughty one. I see the attraction for my fellow feline friend Merry and her sporadic contrary ways. Thanks anyway!

These are just some of the many happy memories people have given us over the years. My birth mom was wrong, these two-footed, giant monsters aren’t really so bad. I’m still not going to sit in the lap of one, but they’ve turned out to be filled with kindness and generosity.

Diluted calico cat sitting up on a chair staring down at a bouquet of daffodils.

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Posted by on July 30, 2015 in Uncategorized


Four Days until 17 Years: Have Joy!

I hear my mom making party plans for my big day. So long as there’s chicken, all will be perfect. You see, chicken brings me joy, and it’s very important to have joy in your life.

When I say “joy”, I mean the feeling, not the cat. The cat was named Joy after her mother’s middle name, not because she is a joy all of the time. Even I’ll admit she can be a joy now and again, but mostly I’d call her grumpy puss, hairy-etta, or don’t-you-dare-sit-on-my-mother’s-lap! She knows I have a great mom, so she wants to have her attention. That does not bring me joy.

Things that do bring me joy are catnip, scratching my chin on books and baskets, chicken, resting in baskets, turkey, playing in baskets, ham, a human scratching behind my ears just right, hamburger, sunny spots on the couch, roast beast, long naps, pork roast, sleeping under the covers, and more meat.

Granted, there were a lot of food items in that list, but there were also non-material (or meat) things on there. Those are the joys everyone can experience. I hope you experience joy in every day!

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Posted by on July 29, 2015 in Uncategorized

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