Winter Days

This is me several years ago; Dante's Mommy said there are not enough pictures of me here, so I gave the PM a stern talking to. Here I am planning my attack on a string from the blinds, a girl must be ready to defend her honor at a moment's notice, you know!

The PM has been having a rough time; week before she had one client die, had to listen to another one call her a liar for an hour at a state hearing, had to listen to another one with dementia insult her when they were trying to get out of the program she works in and another one ended up in jail after beating up his caregiver.

She took Monday off for her birthday and had a nice lunch with a friend. She had a crabcake and brought some home to share. That was good.

The next day, she visited a client with a co-worker and fell when she was leaving their house. She went to the human vet and found out she had arthritis in her knee. The vet is not sure that is all that is wrong, so she has to use a cane for now. She did find one with pink roses--and it was even on sale--so it's not as bad as it could have been.

Needless to say, this throws a crimp in our plans. However, since I am bored and need something to preoccupy myself with, we are going to have a wedding for the Admiral and Nikita. Since they had the audacity to elope, none of us got to celebrate with them. So, Admiral and Nikita, next Sunday?

And Sir Spitfire, this is required attendance!

Maybe we can get much of the same crowd from the adoption and the summer picnic--and, of course, The Ladies of Autumn. So, Dante, Daisy, Harley, Mario, Simba, Audrey and Spitfire, are you ready to rock and roll?

recuperating

So the PM, aka "The Mommeh" is doing better.  She got in a lot of good sleeps on Saturday night and then all day and night on Sunday.  She still wakes up alot a odd times, but does not need constant supervision any more.  The 4 cuts on her belleh where they sucked out the gall bladder are healing and she does not have to stop herself from yelling if I accidentally land on that side of her stomach.

She is doing so much better that I gave her an unmutilated sparrow I found last night.  She actually got me some smelly goodness and took it out for 'burial' in the dumpster.

I had hoped to have another gala in September, as the Admiral suggested, but am afraid that the PM's medical leave may be too long to allow us to arrange that.  Perhaps someone else would be willing to coordinate an event?

My google account login is messed up, so I can't comment everywhere.  Daisy, your daisy straw hat is to die for!  Dante, what munificence you showed in ignoring the taunts! Mario, your heart is as big as ever!  Queen and Admiral, thank you deeply for your offers of assistance!  And, Spitty, you have more empathy than you let on, my loyal little knight!

Final Firefly Count

The results are finally in!  Such a close hunt, it took Buddy Bunny and his team quite a while to ensure all entries were accurately recorded and results tallied.

Tied for first place are Dante and Sir Spitfire with 22 fireflies each.  Congratulations!

Second place went to Admiral Hestorb with 19, third place was Simba with 18.  Rumor has it he  may have done better had he not been distracted by the alluring presence of the Queen Miss Catt.

A special award for Most Creative Use of Fireflies was awarded to Daisy, who fashioned tiaras for the ladies.

Congratulations to everyone and thank you for a memorable evening!

Blinky Peppertoes,
Public Relations
Realm of Capitol Drive

Picnic

How about a picnic Wednesday night after the American Humans are done celebrating whatever it is that they will be celebrating?

We'll have the picnic at 5, the talent show after that and then a nice firefly count to top off the evening.

Heron Express will pick up whoever needs a ride--including you, Admiral, if you wish.

I want to make some more friends.  So I hope that in addition to the regulars, that Dante and Mr. Puddy will come.  Also, Simba, will you invite Audrey?  I also hope that Daisy and Harley will.  Maybe Harley could be the court jester/emcee for the night?  All the regulars are free to invite others; the more, more the merrier

Tripping around the blogs

I have been daytripping around all the bloggies, but not always being allowed to comment:

-Admiral, the PM will set out the milk tomorrow night after the brothers are gone....
-Simba, life is better with the humans around!  Did the PM ever tell you she used to have a shorthair ginger tom?
-Spitty, I think you are a softie underneath it all!
-Mario, any plans for the holidays? 
-Dante, I'm glad you got to enjoy your Grandpaw's birthday with him.  Did you help him blow out the candles?
-Here's hoping Harley won't have to wear Daisy's dress!