Oh, hello! Sorry we've been so quiet this week... as usual, the beans are busy. They were all home Toesday for a Snow Day, but somehow Mom managed to do her day-hunting job instead of blogging for us!
Then on Fursday morning, Mom showed us the mews at the
Cat Blogosphere; 3 purry furiends left for the Bridge! All had long, happy lives in good homes, but still... We are sad for their families, who will miss them dreadfully.
- Kelly, a Good Cat - He always set a great example for Victor. As a former "temp", Mom loves the story behind his name.
- Skeeter - He took great care of his Big Thing, LC and Ayla for many years and taught them well.
- Cloud Chaser - I'm sorry we didn't know you better, little furiend.
Now today, our good furiend (and Victor's Dude) Miles is quite sick again, and last time, the vet was afraid it might be FIP! Mom says FIP is really scary because it's untreatable, contagious, and can appear out of nowhere in seemingly healthy cats. I don't understand all those big words (I watch House, but they talk fast!) but I know Miles needs lots and lots of healing purrs. And we need to spare a few for his brofurs Sammy and Billy Sweetfeets and Meezer Mom, who are all furry worried bout Miles.
And ::sigh:: we still have our new collars on. I like the look, but they're a little itchy. It's furry cold here but it got sunny after the Snow Day. Mom even moved my Forty Paws Hammick into the sunshine for me! Victor is keeping a favorite hot air spot company, while I like to curl up in my camouflage bed... that is, until the beans go to bed! Then they're our blanket!
Oh, we finally got our Christmas cards from the store! We didn't promise any to anyone because Mom wasn't sure we could send them. Imagine her not letting us send cards! She said it's a matter of being busy and something about "sitting on the boy to do chores and homework and get better grades." I'm not sure what that means, but I heard Mom and Dad both telling him again and again to "isolate ex so you can solve the equation." It makes my head spin, so I just march up to Mom or Dad and say "Let's play mousie." It's a good thing they understand that's what my "MEOW" means.
Victor says they'll be bringing a real live dead tree into the house soon, but I think he's teasing me. I know beans are weird, but that would be REALLY weird!
If you're looking for us, we'll be purring with Miles. Or I might be visiting Chance Bond. He's so sweet and cute! So everyone, if you're well, stay that way. And if you're not well, get better soon! MEOW!
~ Nina Torbie
