wordless

midnight stalk

1. stretch to stay limber
2. blend into your background

man & his tux

... yeh, it's all about the warm belly




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'terjemahan' talk or Tails

j&p:
...maw thought since she lived over in 'indonesia' many moons ago she would bestow upon us a translated thursday (with help of online translation of course); our guess being she assumed we would find different words interesting? ...


junior:
...apparently i am 'celengan samar sebagai kertas';
kitty disguised as paper.



pengy:
...oh yeh, well apparently i am 'celengan dilihat melalui kursi';
kitty seen through chair.


j&p:
...we think a yummy post would have been much more interesting than weird words. why couldn't she do one titled temptation treats on thursday?

yeh, well at least we have our full tails intact, huh.
maw says over there many, many many kitties have to live neglected and all feral like and that they all have very short and stubby bobbed tails; as a kid she wasn't sure why but now maw knows and the reality ain't very nice at all.

pengy:
...that is much more newsworthy than those translated words.

junior:
...yeh, well that is just maws way of making a point leading into the important heartfelt stuff. she feels words can be just smoke screen but respect is real.

j&p:
...they deserve homes and nom nom's too!! and Tails!

maw:
some customs are very different and unfortunately the animals get caught in those humans yack of disrespect. another reason why i protect, spoil and hold my kitties so close to my heart. let us remember to be thankful for our blessings and keep those kitties in need close within our hearts.

j&p:
...maw thinks a mini billboard should be inserted within citizens brains over there which read, 'cinta Mu kucing'; Love Thy Cat, hoping brain parts will pick up on deeper animal morality.

...we agree.


...purrs...
please visit, janice
please visit, billie
please visit, percy

oc.toe.ber

pengy,
wet toes...



stripes,
tale n' toes...



lucky,
fluffy...
(dot)
...toes found




junior,
tuna toes; nom, nom & nom in rays of sun...


...purrs...
please visit, janice
please visit, billie
please visit, percy

simply sunday...

...up-close & personal pop sepia,
+ carbon window art, Junior.

imprinted...

jim davis creation,


...an oldschool comic strip posted in celebration of honor we feel each time one of our cats traces over atop us; for it is a partnership whereas we supply the warm body to perch upon and they supply endless tiny paw massages. There too are times when we are nothing more than a mere platform from which our lead foot cats sporadically leap from leaving us holding our sprung sides in agony. Recognized weight of these little bodies as measurement of tiny little hearts & little souls encompassed in fur.

Imprinted in love.

Feel (the) Fall Fever...

...mesmerized eyes reflecting warm sun thoughts,


...open window; perched and strategically placed paws we (mother & daughter) feel the Fall breeze through our fur, our face and up our tails as we will slowly drift to the back noise of singing birds and whispering wind blown leaves.

feast of four...

...four o'clock morning not quite,
maw feeds us soft goodness by photo light,

sssh...

slurp...


...moments later we return to slumber,
thru the darkness and outta sight.

thankful for tuxie thursday

pengy

aka penguin

aka tuxie,
... it is moments like this that melt my heart.



Last Sat. Diamond Emerald-Eyes kindly awarded
the wlk with the bff gold card.

The rules are as follows: Give this award to five friends (and only 5) who are dedicated followers of your blog - one has to be a new blogger in a different part of the world. Link back to whoever gave you this award.


5 followers of wlk blog I will forward this award onto are:
maggie & zoey, tammy, praline , island cats and mickey .
I don't think a blogger abroad was found; I'm still getting acquainted with who's who...and with that being said, if anyone I've listed has already received this please pay it forward to another.

wag the tag

What Lo Knows Wednesday...


















wordless wednesday
(cannot take credit for kitty photo;
however she did ask I voice her concern) .

This blog has been bloggity blog tagged.
Thank you for thinking about the wlk.
The rules:
1. Write about 5 specific ways blogging has affected you either positively or negatively: (see below)
2. link back to the person who tagged you: tammy
3. link back to the parent post: tag post
4.tag a few friends or five, or none at all:
forgetfulone,
jack,
maggie and zoey,
diam. E eyes
5. post these rules— or just have fun breaking them: (check-check)

Here we go:
#1. i have learned to hold my gottagoPEEgottago for lengths of time no human should ever hold their ggpeegg for,
#2. i have perfected the art of creating fresh daily blog entries complete with authors sweat and lack of shower stank, have worn out the mousepad (or perhaps that was my brainpad) during spells of madness clicking forward, backward, edit, preview and refresh to perfect my creation not forgoing the realized skill of replying to 15,498 bloggers within a half-hours time,
#3. our bill for drinking bottled water had doubled since becoming a blogger due to the need to stay overly-hydrated,
#4. my creative mind parts get more use as i find it is continually searching for blog titles, blog stories and possible daily events which to mirror into... my blog,

#5. on a deeper level; i can honestly say i did not even know what the word b.l.o.g meant this time last year. I wasn't even curious about what it meant. One day I decided to look into it just so I would know and halt the nagging question of 'why' out of my head. What I found was that I could: a. design my OWN page, b. write about whatever I pleased, c. make it a daily creative outsource, d. keep diary of my thoughts and e. did I already mention design my own page. That drew me in. Then I started reading other blogs. I found , just like everything, it is a matter of personal likes and dislikes. I found a handful that had similar thoughts and or creativity. After awhile bloggers respond to the unwritten rule of ' You comment, I follow'. WLK then came across a group of people who share something dear to my heart, cats. The CB is a wonderful place to share photos and stories of our beloved furrbabies. Cats are very special to me for so many reasons perhaps only I understand; being able to talk about them and others is something I find very rejuvenating. Blogging on a whole has given me an outlet for my left-handed, thus right-sided mind. The ability to create my own stuff is fun and fulfulling. Not being a people person at all, I have found this form of communication works for it allows one to share without judgment, talk about things that actually matter in life and keep an energy throughout that is friendly and supportive; that is if you keep to your blogs of common interests, just like the 'real world'.

Buyer do beware of blog burnout; the inability to think anything blog related because your brain has officially fried its blog synapse and there are actually little tiny neuron pieces sprouting legs and fanning out the smoke which is causing writers fog to occur. So yes, there will be days when no entries are found.

So that's that, and for those I have listed above, Tag you're it.

trivial trivia (opening for) Tuesday Toes

...join in the yawnfest of boring information:

Worst to Best Drivers in the Zodiac:
#1 Gemini - worst
#2 Taurus
#3 Pisces
#4 Virgo
#5 Cancer
#6 Aquarius
#7 Aries
#8 Libra
#9 Leo
#10 Sagittarius
#11 Scorpio
#12 Capricorn - best


yes the opening act stunk, I know.....
and now, please welcome the cuddly and kissable,
TUESDAY TOES ...


naws this isnt from our paws but the paws of the net cause maw doesn't have toe paws pics of our paws just yet.

proof (is in the) pudd'n ?

Go homemade?
I have been researching a new and better diet for our four cats.
The question being does it makes more sense to go raw with
whole meat (i.e chicken) or store dry with green ingredients.

Or perhaps not to go raw at all. Cook it. I did some reading up on the concerns of raw versus cooked. One article read that they prepared it raw but also fed the cats canned cat food twice a week so the cats would not reject it if they had to ever revert back to canned in an emergency.

Homemade cat food is the recipe ; what to include is the ingredient.

Currently we feed our cats a dry food made up of natural greens. I also feed them frequent canned soft food so they get the vitamins they need from meat.
After reading about a totally raw diet, I became inquisitive. It does make more sense being that in their natural setting cats would eat raw meat + bones and thrive.

But I wonder, following a diet that provides essentially all the vitamins and minerals cats need (including adding an elixir) and preparing their food within my own home with love ; this does sound very appealing.

There is something to knowing that what my cats ate came out of my forethought for their well-being with maws added touch.

Now, please share your thoughts on this one.
1. If you do use the raw meat and bone diet share your advice or observations on your cats (improved or declined) health.
2. If you are against a raw diet (or a cooked one) please share your
thoughts as to why.

Personally, I hardly EVER eat any meat which makes me about 99% veggie-tarian.
But, I feel perhaps my cats , being natural carnivores, need whole meats in their daily diets; the survey is then ....go raw or cook it all. I might have a personal problem getting past the handling of raw meat (as a non-meat eater it grosses me to even see it) BUT if it is best for our cats I can do it. Along with that statement, I may emotionally freak a bit with it since I myself have my own reasons for not eating meat; but once again IF my cats will achieve ideal health than I can deal with that since as I stated earlier (in a natural setting) they would be apt to eating that kind of diet.

I know they are domesicated within our home but I wonder if they yearn for what is instinctual sometimes.

Well, I look forward to your thoughts on this topic.
Our cats are very healthy and thriving so perhaps I need to just stay with what works and aint broken.

Sir Stripes Sunday News

I was all prepared for a restful and Easy Sunday as you can see in my photo (above) of me in my easy chair ; that is me being Easy Like... but then this came up and I had to print it. Perhaps that's why I secretly wanna poop on it. Anyhow the story goes like this...

'The Phantom Noise Phenomena' ,
-revealed as common game found in households with sole Mancat,
by Sir Stripes, Mcat .

Monday Mcat special alert, early release edition.



it all began with a noise...



(pause)

now pay special attention to the following photos:
tuxedo kitty sits strategically positioned under the end table


SS: 'i know it came from over here'


SS: 'did you hear the noise junior'
J: 'i'm sure i don't know what you are talking about'


SS: 'hey, where are you going'


P: 'he didn't have a chance'

...five minutes later:


P: 'no more comments, i am off to join junior for a nap'


co-conspirators sleep



Lucky (fellow house panther) was quoted as saying, 'i saw the whole thing but stayed out of this one; for amusement we take turns playng the noise game in pairs between naps' .

And there you have it fellow Mcats.
It seems our furrsisters amuse themselves at our mental expense.
Is it no wonder we are so jumpy (or is that just me).
Enjoy your Sunday and be fooled no more!
Sir Stripes, Mcat reporting.

S.S.S

This is a short story about Lucky (above photo, aka fuzz butt).
The way she came to us is so neat I wanted to share.
She is an inspirational story, at least we think so.
We (my husband and I) drove down to TN. over a weekend for work but also squeezed some fun in there too.
Our first initial stop was to pick a sleeper up and haul it back in our enclosed trailer.
Since we were taking the trailer we also thru in our Fat Boy big boy bike to ride in TN.
After we got the sleeper loaded we continued our drive south, found a hotel and took the bike out for a ride.
(if you are stuck back on 'sleeper' it is the part of a semi (big truck) that drivers (truckers) sleep in on the road)
After a three day excursion we returned home (KY).
My husband calls me from his parents (he is there preparing to unload the sleeper) to inform me that they have found 5 kittens inside the mattress.
Of course I drive over there like a bat outta hell. When I arrive I see these gorgeous but starving newborn babes.
I bring them home, feed them, hold them, love them.
Over the next 4-5 weeks we lose 3 of them one by one for unknown reasons. It could be lack of mothers milk at such a young age, we don't know. These little guys made it so far...
They were stuck in an abandoned sleeper for three days straight, on their own, no food, no love. One of those nights there was a loud thunder storm which must have been frightening. They heard us start the bike up inside the trailer which probably scared them to death. Yet, they never made a sound to alert us they were stuck and hungry. I still am stunned; they must have been so confused. Then they survived a bumpy and loud ride home in the trailer, still no food.
So, this brings me to Lucky.
She and her brother made it past 5 weeks and thrived. We had to make a decision. We kept Lucky, and her brother Kenny we brought to our closeby family farm as there are other family kitties there. At the time we could not keep both which was a hard decision. But, on the upside Ken did so well at the farm. I would go by weekly and talk with him, feed him, watch him play with the other kitties, so that put my mind at ease as he seemed to love his freedom and my company.
Now, as for Lucky here is the thing. She was the runt of the litter. She had a few days that we felt were close calls because she seemed to have a hard time.
She was the one that all the other kittens ended up peeing on (accidentally) and because she was long haired she was always sopping wet.
But she thrived every day. She beat the odds and grew into a beautiful plump long haired black furred family member.
Every day I look at her, listen to her talk to me and feel her little tongue licking my nose I feel lucky.
Lucky!
We named her this for obvious reasons however, she may be lucky, but we are blessed.