Hey mom - I think you missed a comma on the blog today. Can I help?
I don't like that picture. Why did you have to show my backside?
There! All done! How did I do mom? Do you think any friends will come visit?
Whew! That was tiring. Time for a nap the rest of the day!
While mom has been recuperating from foot surgery, she discovered the video mode on her camera. For your entertainment today, she is sharing a short video of me. I was getting a little extra reward this week because I have been such a good nurse. I just love it when she rubs the head and neck! If you listen real close, you can hear me purring as I nurse mom's foot.
If you look really close, you can see the old ugly bruise on my mom's hand from the IV. Her vein collapsed and they had to put in another one somewhere else! Poor mom!
The video quality isn't very good, but you get to see me in 3-D action! Hope you enjoy!
- Link to the one who tagged you.
- List the rules on your blog.
- Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
- Tag some blogger friends with links.
- Leave a comment on their blog to let them know they've been tagged.
- I like to find that one splot of sunlight coming in from the door and lay in it.
6. I like to help mom with the filing.
Whenever mom sees me lying down like this, I always get a good tummy rub!
P.S. about the technical problems. Sorry to all of my fur friends and their beans about the bad links the past couple of days. For some reason, my link switched to "catblog" instead of "blogspot" and many of you couldn't visit. Mom thinks she has it fixed now for the previous days. I am blaming it on her medicine from the surgery.
My posts my be a little slower the next few days because my mom is having foot surgery this morning. The good news is that she will be home with me for a week - the bad news is that she won't be able to walk around and play with me. Special purrs for my mom!
- We get called all kind of names like, "owl cat", "Gismo", "flat face", and my favorite, "Sweetie."
- We are unique individuals and we don't usually see many like us. We have a "look at me" personality and crave the attention of being different.
- We are so "floofy", so our humans just love to hold us and hug us all of the time. I think we remind remind them of those stuffed animals they used to love as children.
- Because of our "floofiness", wherever we go, we always leave a part of us behind. Mom says she always takes a little part of me with her wherever she goes.
- We have that "awwwwww" factor, especially as kitties.
- We get lots and lots of belly rubs.
- We get to sleep where we want to - especially the comfortable places.
- We make great decorations around the house.
- We don't get our noses caught in doors (can you find mine?).
- We like to talk to our "beans" all of the time and usually get our way.
- We are just plain cute!
- We get very special names - like "Miss Paula's Sweet Praline".
- We have that "cattitude".
I'm NOT fat, I'm FLUFFY!
For those of you that don't know what a Praline is, it is a very sweet sugar confection (candy) from New Orleans. My mom loves Pralines and Cream ice cream and praline candy and when she saw my red and chocolate fur, the name just stuck!
I am also a very sweet, southern belle! We also make Pralines in South Carolina!
I just love to lay on that clean, cool, glass table, even if I do have to share it with that stuffing. He doesn't hold a candle to this Southern Lady! Happy Monday, all!
All of the beans experience some sadness with this day, so please know that you are not alone.
The rest of us should give our special fur children a little extra attention, hug, and treats today to show them how much they have brought into our lives. Praline has already received hers!
Mom got a bit nostalgic today and started digging in old boxes to find some of my baby pictures. I was a little ball of fur as a baby and grew to be a big ball of fur. I am so happy I picked my mom almost 13 years ago.
My mom's grandmother bought this bunny for my first Christmas and she wasn't able to give it to me because she went to the "Human Rainbow Bridge" a couple of weeks before Christmas, so my mom's grandfather gave it to me. This was my first toy and I played with it for several years!
Would you believe this picture was "green" when my mom found it? I guess the film was old - prior to digital cameras. My mom was able to restore it with a software program she has and boy, was she glad she was able to save the picture.
Have a wonderful Wednesday!
Mom decided to do a Harry Potter marathon (even though she has read all of the books and seen all of the movies several times each).
We just finished the second Harry Potter movie, which has a bunch of kitties in them! However, the poor cat in the second movie gets frozen. My mom covered my eyes for that scene, but I peeked. The kitty was okay in the end.
I can't talk too much this week because my mom is on the road every day (leaving early in the morning and getting back most days at night) and she needs to spend time with me when she gets home. A very special thank you goes out to all of my fur friends for your kind words for my sister, Muff. My mom and I really appreciated your thoughtful words.
At 16 years of age, Muff was diagnosed with Chronic Renal Failure and was only given 6 months to a year to live. She had to have IVs and other medications and appeared to do better. Unfortunately, her dad chose to leave my mom and he took Muff with him. My mom told him that if she had to lose both of them, she would rather lose them at the same time. The interesting thing was that Muff died one month prior to my mom's divorce (after 21 years of marriage) in 1996. I was eight months old when my sister crossed Rainbow Bridge. She was a wonderful Southern Belle and my mom still misses her. One of my mom's former students (a 7th grade student) did a hand painting of her and it still hangs in the hallway. Mom is going to try to scan the picture so all can see it.
No, mom, not that one!
Well, fellow kittieladies and kittiegentlemen, she found one of my adolescent pictures from when we were in Clemson. I had heard something outside of the window and like the curious cat that I am, I perched up to look out. Mom thought it was so cute, that she snapped a picture. My human grandmother calls me the "owl cat" because of my eyes and this picture tends to prove it.
So, there you have it, the ONE bad picture of Sweet Praline in her youth. (I think my mom had been too busy to brush me that morning)