Category Archives: Sundae

Happy Birthday To My Motor Man

Today is special in many ways: a new month, a new year, a new decade…

And, it’s my Motor Man’s birthday.

So, from your Gyp-Gyp:

Your Sundae girl:

Your stepson, Marshall:

And me, your Mrs. Motor Man:

We wish you a VERY Happy Birthday.

Let’s celebrate!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

Sundae In Charge

Hello, efurryone.  This is Sundae, and I asked Motor Mommy if I could write today’s post.

I wanted to show you this cute picture of me tucking Motor Man in at bedtime.

Also, Motor Mommy asked me to tell you that her blog posts for the remainder of this month (and year!) will be sporadic.  Their calendar is quickly filling up with appointments, holiday preparations and events.

And of course, they already stay pretty busy taking care of my step-sisfur, Gypsy and me.

But she promises to pop in every once in a while to let you know what’s going on our little corner of the world.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Furiday: Lap Buddy

Sundae has a new nickname around our house: lap buddy.

Every afternoon, when Motor Man gets home from the shop and relaxes in the recliner, Sundae immediately is on his lap.

This may not seem so unusual, except for the fact that she was never really a lap kitty, especially to Motor Man.  That all changed back in the spring when he had the double whammy of a broken shoulder AND a hernia, the latter requiring surgery.

Ever since then,  Sundae’s been his lap buddy.

And I don’t think he really minds.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Furiday

Today seems a good day to share recent kitty pictures.

Marshall sent me this of his sweet kitty, Sibyl/Sibs/Sibby “chilling” on an old dresser.

This is Marshall’s kitty, Snugg, posing by a flowerpot of pansies.

Marshall has two other kitties, Chessie and Scream, but he hasn’t sent any recent pictures of them.  Maybe we’ll feature them in the next kitty post.

Our shop kitty, Gypsy on Motor Man’s desk. Caption: “life is good please rub my tummy “.

And our “home” kitty, Sundae.  Whenever she lies on our bed, it’s always on Motor Man’s side. Hmmm..

The kitties here at These Days wish you a purrfect weekend. The humans, too.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Gone To The Cats

As you well know, our kitties are a big part of our lives.

Our two have been particularly affectionate this week, especially to Motor Man. Earlier this week, Gypsy walked across my desk, on to his legs and then up to his chest…..where she perched.

(She must think she’s still THIS size):

Later that same afternoon, when Motor Man got home, Sundae gave him a little of her time.

Marshall recently sent these pictures of his kitties.  Sweet little Sibby discovered the “Hoosier” cabinet.

She’s so entertaining, he sends me lots of pictures of her.

And his kitty, Snugg, being king of his domain.

“I’ve found that the way a person feels about cats-and the way they feel about him or her in return-is usually an excellent gauge by which to measure a person’s character” 
― P.C. Cast

 

Random Five Friday

How about a little randomness?

1.) Last weekend, Marshall attended a “Monster Mania” movie convention.  I’ve mentioned before that he likes to go to those and meet some of the stars he sees in movies. You may recall that I posted a couple of years ago about him meeting Robert England,  who played Freddy Kruger in the Nightmare On Elm Street movies. Last weekend, he met Christini Ricci, “Wednesday” in some of the Addams Family movies. (Just between us, he had a crush on her in the 90’s.)

He’s also a big fan of the Soska twins. Sylvia and Jen. Last weekend, he participated in a “bloody photo op” with them. The Soskas began the bloody photo ops to bring emphasis to their work involving blood donation, definitely a worthy cause. I told him later that he was the happiest looking bloody man I’d ever seen. (Not sure if you can enlarge the picture, but he has “blood” all over his face.)

2.) Yesterday morning’s sunrise, taken with my cell phone.  When I posted this on Facebook, my friend, Donna’s comment was: “Tangerine delight!”.

3.) Yesterday was Sundae’s “gotcha day”. She adopted us 8 years ago.  She’s feeling better, but still is not making it easy for us to give her the meds. At least she isn’t holding a grudge.

4.) You’ve probably heard that April, the giraffe, is expecting another calf any day now. Yes, I’m a fan, and have been watching the live cam quite a bit, hoping to see the birth as it happens. We’ve been to visit April twice at her home at Animal Adventure Park in New York and are planning another trip this summer.

5.) Some of my former classmates from school are meeting tomorrow for lunch to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day.  We’ve dubbed our group “The Surry Girls”, and we have our greenery all ready. Will you be wearing green this weekend?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

Forgiving

My Facebook friends know that our kitty, Sundae, paid a visit to the vet last week. Sundae had been experiencing some tummy issues, so last Friday, it was off to the doc.

Motor Man offered to go with us, but he’s up to his eyeballs in race engines (first race is a little over two weeks away), so I assured him that we would be fine.

Our previous kitty, Beezy, was such a gentle soul, when it came time to put her in the carrier, a tiny, encouraging shove was all that was needed.  Not so with Miss Sundae.  I have to put the carrier on its end and attempt to “drop” her in – feet first. It’s at that time that she seems to quickly grow ten extra hind legs, all going in different directions.

After about a half dozen tries, she was safely in the carrier and began to sing the song of her people.

When we arrived at the vet’s office, there were two huge dogs in the waiting area singing the song of THEIR people. At that point, Sundae decided to remain silent.  And, as upset as she was with me earlier, she nuzzled my hand through the door of the carrier while we waited. That’s forgiveness.

In the examining room, Sundae was as good as could be. We were left alone for a few minutes to await test results. So, we did what most folks do in those situations: we took selfies.

I stood close to the examining table and cradled her in my arms. And she never whimpered.

The vet’s diagnosis was a bacterial infection, and we were given a prescription for liquid meds.

Now, if we only had a video of Motor Man and me actually trying to get those meds IN Sundae:  that would be interesting indeed. Two words: tag team.

And, as upset as she is when that takes place, a few minutes later, she comes back to us to be loved.

That’s forgiveness.

~These Days Of Mine~