Good books about good cats

 "Lynn, are you going to read to me during leg time?  I love a good story about great cats."

"Homer's Odyssey"  is one I bought when I first found

out about Homer.  Don't remember how, actually.

I usually do not buy books,  but when I saw this

one I just knew I'd enjoy it.

And there was also a blog for him that got

updated fairly often.

I just found this non-fiction that is about 5 of

Gwen's cats.  I enjoyed it a lot.  My library

had it displayed one day. 

This one is her only cat fiction book she wrote

after Homer died also.  It is a fun story told 

through the eyes and ears of a cat, instead of

a human. 

I read all the time it seems.  Winter brings

out the reading in me even more.  

"We kitties must come over in the stories as the bestest

and the smartest.  Otherwise, the book would just be

wrong!"

"I have not been in my catio fur a month of Sundays. I

kinda furgot about it and only look out there when the herd

is beatin' down the door fur apples. But Lynn is not a 

happy camper. Furst it was too bitter cold to go out. She

even took the bird baths down 'cause she wouldn't go out

with a hammer and hot water ev-furry hour. So no walks.

Now we have the floods, so the birds got the water but

still no walks.  Me, I just sleep and dream."

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Never enough with the brushings.

 "Lynn, I just love it when the sun and the wacky weed and the chin comb all come together at one time

"Make sure to get my brushing in soon."

Precious is lying on her sheet that I use

to put dry catnip on for rolling around on.

And at her window seat and stool to look out

the window.

Once she passes out from being wacked out,

she's also trying to catch early afternoon sunlight

in the few days we have some in winter. 

She's gotten so she wants to be brushed 1/2 dozen

times a day.

I don't mind too much, but it means crawling on 

the floor and sometimes these old knees are

not happy.

"That's the purr-oblem with you hoomans, you are too tall

and stand on 2 legs.  Git on down here with me where

it's better."

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Sharpen those claws

 "I am so lucky.  Some one here made me 3 sisal scratchy posts when I moved in.  2 of them are on table legs and one is nailed to a wall stud in the basement. "

"I am in need of them as hoomans here insist on

cutting off my sharp claw points about ev-furry month.

When Lynn opens a fresh bag of crunchies, she says I 

have to pay up with loss of sharp hooks.  Me, I think

this is totally unfair, but I love my scratchy posts."

And I love to not have my legs shredded every evening

when you wake up and stretch out your paws on my

shins!

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Gotcha Day

"Lynn, I have been with you 11 whole years. Where has all the time gone?"

"I was so embarrassed that the orphanage only gave me

the clothes on my back.  I had no new grey onesie fur my

new home."

"I was such a skinny unhappy orphan. And you found me.

You told me my onesie came with an elastic waist band and

extra deep leg hems fur letting out as I would some day

grow bigger."

"Now look at me, fat and sassy.  I think

I may just stay on fur a while longer."

Precious turned 12 years old this past November.

I hope she is here with me another 11 years.

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Doll from the time of Dinosaurs

 "Lynn told me another one of her long long tales.  It seems that if I had been born when she was, in the days of dinosaurs, I had a  Great Gran'maw."

"And  Great G. had this little dolly she

dressed in a frilly dress and kept on her vanity fur years.

"But I guess Great G. grew wings and flew away,

and someone took the dolly away, when they

should not have."

"After 50 furry long years, they got a guilty

conscience and mailed her to Lynn a year ago.

It's original dress was in tatters, (not kept as 

neat as my grey onesie).  So Lynn got rid of

the dress and decided to make some clothes fur

the poor girl.  Her Gran'maw taught her early on

how to crochet and this is how she looks today fur

the new year."

"I slept through much of the stitching, but I heard

ev-furry word of her story.  I let her sit in the living

area and sniff her once in a while."

"As long as she does not interrupt my usual

doin's, she is furry welcome.  Lynn says it makes

her happy to have her."

This 8 inch craft doll used to be found easily in

any store selling crochet thread and cloth.  but the

dolls have also gone the way of dinosaurs and can

no longer be purchased.  People have moved on

from this kind of crafting, I guess.

My maternal Grandmother was born on this date,

January 5, 1900.  She'd be 124 today and I often

wish she was still here. She was to only one

in my family to have the patience to teach me

needle crafts.

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Precious, creature of habit

"I have my routine you know.  I must do what I must do."

"First I git my brushin's at 5 PM.

I'm a furry punctual girl."

"Then I git my supper at 5:15 PM."

"Then I git my 3 hours of leg time at 5:30 PM."

"Then I git down at 8:30 PM and wait in my

bag every evening until 9 PM.  That's when

I GIT my bedtime snack!"

"So no matter how you look at it or me, 

I'm in the bag."

Precious and I wish every one a very 

Happy New Year.  May all be well in your

new year.

Here's our 2023 Fancy Feast ornament. 

It got here before Christmas. 

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Merry Christmas

 "Lynn and I want to wish each and every one of you a very 

Merry Happy Christmas."

"I'm a bit busy at the moment scratching my

fur-ever itchy ears. I need to be able to hear

8 tiny reindeer on the roof."

"Then it might be the herd that runs through here

ev-furry day. No so tiny."

"What ever comes your way on the night of Christmas Eve,

we wish you a very Merry Christmas indeed.

I'm hoping this big bag has lots of cat food fur me. Why

should Santa git all the cookies and I git nothing extra."

Precious and I hope all of you have a great season and enjoy 

however you spend the time.  I know a few of you are now

without benefit of fur, which is sad.  And also a few of

you have lost family members.  It makes life different

for holiday time.

Decorations for sale in a tin ceiling very old store.

First prize winning cat Christmas tree at a junior fair.

"Lookie Lynn!  My very first whiff of the most handsome

Brody.  He sent me Christmas gifts!  And you got a new

library bag with kitties all over it.!

Yes, Precious, the sweet family over at 15 and Meowing

made you crochet catnip toys and sent a bit of

silvervine.  We will put it in your tired 'naner toy.

We can not thank Miss Ellen enough.

Miss Ellen's family.

Handsome Brody.

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