Proclamation

Hear Ye, Hear Ye!

Let it be known to all denizens and allies of the Kingdom of Capitol Drive that Candidate Knight Spitfire will be knighted on January 3, 2011, after a period of training and exhibitions of cunning.

Spitfire will be knighted by proxy by La Diviana, sister-in-law to the Prime Minister and ally of the realm.  The ceremony will be held at sunset when dying rays of the sun will glint from Spitfire's sword, marking the path of duty, courage and enlightenment.

Mouse Pops to be distributed throughout the Realm and runners sent with deliveries to all allies.

/s/ Secretary of Protocol

Quartermaster bill of lading

From;  The Castle, The Realm of Capitol Drive
To;  Knight Candidate Spitfire, Outpost San Francisco, Edge of the Continent (aka the known world)

Candidate Spitfire:

In preparation for your knighting, please find enclosed:

1.  1 sword
2.  1 cape
3.  1 mask
4.  1 feathered hat

Please note the knighting ceremony will be handled by proxy, such ceremony to be conducted by La Diviana, sister-in-law to the Prime Minister.  LD lives near the outpost and can most easily reach you to perform the ceremony

Should you have any questions or further needs, please feel free to contact me.

Sargent Scruffy

Copy of Invitation

Dear Candidate Knight Spitfire:

It is with great pleasure that We invite you to become a Knight of the Realm of Capital Drive.

If you accept Our offer, you will be a member of Our Security Council, privy to all State Secrets commanding The Council's attention.  You will become a trusted advisor and your advice will be considered in all matters.

While your primary duties will include the gathering and transmission of information from your outpost to The Castle, you may also participate in some expeditions for The Realm.  Your cautious nature will be of great help here.

Naturally, Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo and General Boopsie Bear will be in charge of your training, in addition to consultation with our Esteemed Agent Ambassador Blackjack commanded by Admiral Hestorb.

The rewards will be many,the trials few.  If you accept this Grand Offer, please signify with a handwritten oath of allegiance.

/s/ Her Royal Highness Princess Treasure.

Excitations!

Spitty the Kitty has expressed interest, despite self-reported fearfullness, in becoming an agent and serving Us as Sir Spitty!  We have issued the invitation and await with baited breath his reply.  His presence at the adoption ceremonies, and assistance, will add greatly to the festivities!

The Royal Menorah

The PM found the perfect menorah for our household!

Can you see where she missed lighting one of the candles?

Better late than never!

Plans proceed--HRH's diary entry

We finally got some serious work done on the adoption this weekend.

A messenger had been sent to the Queen Bea, Emeritus, informing her of the upcoming ceremonies, and We received her reply stating that she will be unable to attend or to receive visitors due to increasing infirmities.  We are so sorry to hear that, but understand that she has fought her miseries for a long time. 

Upon receiving that information, We are able to schedule the adoption ceremony for the spring equinox.  We hope the winter will be mild enough to make this possible.  It will be a long treck for Our Coco and We do not want to add to the risk by scheduling her journey during bad weather.

It appears the Queen Miss Catt is being most helpful to the Princess.  She is purrfectly right in suggesting, for example, that Coco may be most comfortable in the vole coat.

The Royal Chef has begun planning the menu and We will be able to begin reviewing those shortly.

On a timelier note, We have so enjoyed Hannah's visit.  She made the viewing of the Hannukah candles cozier just be being in the PM's lap for cuddling.  She will have to leave soon, so We are planning special treats over the next few days so that she will be inclined to visit again in the future.

Hannah and Ringo visit the PM's office

A "Hannah"kah Visit

Today Hannah the Hannukah bear arived for her annual holiday visit.  Hannah is the cousin of General Boopsie Bear and was introduced to us by the PM's friend Betsy the first Chanukah after the PM converted.

Hannah always brings with her fond memories of Betsy, the wish to spin a dreidl and to learn how to make latkes.  We always enjoy her visit.

Chanukah

Dear Kitties,

Last night, the PM lit the Chanukah candles for the first night.  We will do this for seven more nights and watch them burn while remembering the importance of freedom and ability to practice your religion openly.  I am a Jewish kitty and I am so glad that the PM converted to Judaism so we can have a Jewish household.

Many of you are Christian and your families will also have lights for decorations.  May they also bring you great joy.

HRH Princess Treasure

Floofless Furr-iday

I don't have much floof, being a short-haired sweetie, but here's a shot anyways:

Wordless Wednesday

Tabby Tuesday

Ringo Returns

Your Most Royal Highness, the Princess Treasure,

I am pleased to report that the preparations for the adoption ceremony proceed surely.

Recently, a security summit was held with General Boopsie Bear, Ambassador Blackjack and other invited individuals.  It was determined that the Most Adorable Princess Coco should travel in caravan from her governorship to The Realm's castle, wherein the adoption ceremony will take place.

A plan has been worked out which all believe will allow You to meet her safely at the border of Happylands  and the realm in order to accompany her on the final leg of her journey.  UPS will conduct aireal surveillance of the proceedings while the Clan Ringer will provide ground security.  It is not safe to report all details to you at this time, they will be conveyed verbally at the next meeting of the Security Council.

The following message was conveyed by Ambassador Blackjack from MAP Coco:

'Your Royal Highness,

'The honor you bestow on me by offering to make me Your Heir continues to overwhelm me with joy.  It is not often that one as young as myself is considered able enough to assume management of a new realm (or two, if one counts the Queen Bea's) at the snap of a finger.  I hope such a day will be long in coming, although I delight in meeting you as soon as possible.

'Queen Miss Catt has kindly taken me under her wing to prepare for the adoption ceremony; her secretary of protocol anxiously awaits communications so that they can help me prepare appropriately for the journey.  For example, with climate changes, should one bring the mouse stole or the vole coat?

'But most of all, I respectfully offer all good wishes for the success of our upcoming trips.

'Yours most affectionately,

'Coco'

Wordless Wednesday

Tabby Tuesday, almost

Maybe on Monday

MondayI promised to see all of you on Sunday; it is the PM's fault I didn't.  Rather than choosing to fulfill one of her duties as Chronicler of The Realm, she actually 'took the weekend off'.

First she went to breakfast with some friends from work and then to get the annual cookie cookbook from A Big Business in Town.  Then they went to a church rummage sale.  Then she and one other person went to a surpuss store for menorah-making supplies.  (This is after she came home with a bag of stuff from a resale shop Friday after work. 

Then she slept the rest of the day.

Then she lazed around Sunday morning.  That was OK 'cuz we dozed in the sunlight.  Then she 'picked up some' and then went swimming.

She was gone a long time, because someone 'tried to take over her lane' so she swam more just to show thim that she's not just a menopausal ole woman.  She swam a mile again.

Then she went to dinner.

"Maybe on Monday", she said.

Then she slept some more.

Maybe she does need a vacation.

Shabbat Shalom II

See you Sunday!

Hi!

Hi to all my friends from Windows Live who found me here!  It's good to see you!

The PM noticed that Queen Miss Katt's PM posted on Facebook that 'the only reason to get up is to get dressed and be up and at 'em'...or something to that effect.

We hope that the Queen has taught her the pure joy of dozing in the sunlight with coffee, a book and cat on your lap....

I love my mama (AKA the Prime Minister)

Diary entry: Secretary of Protocol

Alas!  It has been so busy since the Most Adorable Princess Coco accepted the Princess' offer of adoption.  Not that everyone is not excited, but these state affairs require so much preparation!

We understand that Princess Coco's innate beauty is greatly enhanced by the opalescent moonstone collar and that she pouts whenever she is asked to remove it.  What a feminine little girl!

Currently Princess Treasure wishes to meet Coco at the border of Happylands and Hereafter.  General Boopsie Bear has been called out of retirement to handle all security arrangements.  The General, Ringo and Ambassador Blackjack confer around the clock as security reports arise.  Keeping the kitchen informed of appropriate menus and tablesettings for such a masculine crew is a chore.

HRH is almost dithering with her excitement about the upcoming adoption proceedings, trying on first one collar and another.  She  has sent a runner (Buddy Bunny) with the exciting information to Queen Bea.  I remember clearly how lackadaisical the Queen could be and it has apparently become worse since she retired.  It looks as if Coco will have to travel to Richlands to meet the Queen and get her blessing.  Sigh.

Treasure has decided to be carried on her peridot pillow to green Coco.  She thinks it brings her eyes out to the greatest advantage.  This is probably true; it also photographs well.

To celebrate the festive occasion, a census is to be taken of the realm.  As all gather at their city squares, the proclamation of adoption will be read.  As soon as both Treasure and Coco have fixed their pawmarks to the adoption papers, and they have been witnessed by the Prime Ministers, already positioned staff from UPS (Upwind Peregrine Sails) will drop pussy willow blossoms on the crowds.  That will be a signal for mousepops and and vole's hearts to be distributed to all with contests of feats of strength and beauty afterwards.  The changes of dress alone!  Sigh....

Courtyard off limits!

The PM has had the audacity to disobey me!  With Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo's support!

Starting yesterday morning, she has not let me out to survey my realm.  She states she is afraid the 'high winds will pick me up and blow me away'.  She 'kidded', saying if she harnessed me to a kite, I could fly!

What's a Princess to do?

Almost Shabbat

I gave the Prime Minister a taste of how nice Shabbat will be; she let me out to survey the realm and then, when I came back in, she was asleep.  I very quietly and softly got on her tummy and was smiling at her when she woke up.  I think she likes things like that.

Princess Coco's Response

The Princess Coco sends her regards and affection to HRH Princess Treasure and looks forward to the alliance and the coming celebration of their new relationship to come.
The Princess looks forward with anticipation and kindness to the meeting with Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo as she has learned about his bravery and cunning during the last Wars when Queen Miss Catt sent loyal allies to help.
Princess Coco is looking forward to meeting Queen Bea (Emeritus) so as to glean knowledge of her Regal ways so as to to rule the Kingdom well.

From HRH's Counsel

September 16

From the Princess' Counsel

Having been summoned by Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo at your urgent behest, we are humbled yet pleased to be of service to Your Majesty.  It is our understanding that you most wisely want to adopt an heir to the Kingdom of Capitol Drive and so offer the following draft of adoption papers for the Most Adorable Princess  Coco:

 

 

'Wherein the Most Adorable Princess Coco has matured into the role of a most regal yet beneficent Governor of her domain, managing said properties well as agent for the Queen Miss Catt and

 

Wherein HRH the Princess Treasure has undergone The Traumatic Event most dreaded by all of the feline species and is therefore forced to look afield for an heir and

 

Wherein it is believed than an relationship would foster the alliances between HRH and the Queen, as well as those of the Queen Bea (Emeritus) and

 

It is thought that the adoption of Princess Coco as successor to HRH the Princess Treasure would be of mutual benefit,

 

HRH the Princess Treasure sends her highest regards to the Princess Coco, offering her all rights and reponsibilities commiserate with such position.  As proof of her good will and sincerity, the Princess Treasure sends with her most trusted representative, Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo, the opalescent moonstone collar as a token of her regard.'

 

/ss/Esquire Blinkytoes, Cattorney at Law.

 

Happylands Report

As per her request, the Prime Minister humbly offers this report to Her Royal Highness the Princess Treasure:

Two Shabbats ago, Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo and I gained your generous last-minute permission by Expeditious Order #53 to tour the boundaries between the West Allis Alliance and Happylands.  I am happy to report that it must have been a very good summer in Happylands as it looks as is the fall harvest will be bountiful. 

While they did not photograph well, there were many baby fish in the lake.  Seeds abounded, particularly milkweed, so important to the butterflies; hopefully there will be a population boom of them next year to entertain Your Highness. 

The Prime Minister also hopes and suspects that she saw a sandhill crane couple with two almost-grown chicks.  Traditionally, if two chicks are born to a couple, only one survives.  However, as evidenced by the photo to follow, it looks as if Ringo may have been able to treaty with a family of four.

/s/ Neora Warmlapp
Prime Minister
Realm of Capitol Drive.

Indoors hunting

When the PM left the door open last night, a lightening bug got in.  So I got to go hunting!

What a weekend!

Lots of stuff happened that I did not expect or plan.  After laying around Shabbat morning, as we usually do, the Prime Minister and Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo announced they needed to reconnoiter in Happylands in order to ensure that the borders were secure and to maintain alliances.  They were gone all afternoon and evening.  When they returned, they assured me all was well; perhaps I will publish their reports when they are written.

The Prime Minister has been talking about getting rid of stuff, but  never gets a roundtoit.  (If you have one, let me know.  I think it could help keep the PM moving and the treasury can bear the cost.) She got rid of two armchairs, two throw pillows, a 30 gallon garbage bag of recyclables (mostly papers), another 30 gallon garbage bag of trash and a bag of clothes!  All of this was just in the royal parlor!  She also wiped down most of the hard surfaces!  There are still books to get rid of, but now I can actually stretch out on the floor in the sunshine.  It was pretty amazing.

The PM is happy that she has room to bring in her two plants now before it gets too cold for them.  She wants to put the small one in 'terrarium' so that I 'can't get to it'.  Hmmm.

The PM has been crocheting and refusing my offers of help. (After all, I do have ten handy little hooks!)  But I had to translate the instructions for her.

A unsettling event

After missing it yesterday, I went out to survey the castleyard this morning. I had checked in with the cranky squirrel and was waiting for the neighborhood rabbit for a good gossip.

I thought  I noticed the friend and ally Agent Blackjack approaching.  Thinking he was here representing the Queen Miss Catt, I awaited his arrival so as to honor him with a private greeting.  When he was within a few yards, I realized that this was not the dependable Blackjack who has been of such assistance in the past, but a dastardly counteragent from West Allis who had agreed to attempt to gain my affections and learn the intricate secrets of my security system.   And the traitor was doing this while in  the pay of rascally DOGS!  This is treasonous anywhere in the feline world and punishable by death.

I sit and contemplate his sentence.

Shabbat Shalom

For all you kitties who are not Jewish, the Prime Minister, Ringo and I are and we celebrate Shabbat Friday night and Saturday.  Shalom means peace and Shabbat is our most peaceful day of the week.  The PM sleeps in until I wake her, and maybe a bit longer.  She stays home most of the day reading or doing something quiet.  We cuddle and kiss alot and even have some bonks.  It's my favorite day of the week!

Mornings

Mornings can be a tricky time for a princess to manage; many decisions must be made.

The most important is what time to awaken the Prime Minister.  If I wake her up before 7:30, I can go outside for a short time and grace the courtyard with my presence.  I can also beneficently receive subjects and listen to their trials.

However, if I let her sleep longer, she stays home longer and I can get in cuddles while she sleeps. 

In either case, I get a treat if or when she leaves the castle.

Introducing Myself

Welcome to my blog; my Prime Minister has finally set this up after many meetings, consultations, changes to the constitution of the Realm and adding the duty to her job description.

I am a 12 year old tabby and people say I am reminiscent of Audrey Hepburn in my build and elegance. However, I am also a merry soul who enjoys ruling the roost--ahem--realm.

Looking forward to getting to know you.