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Monday Morning Mews

Good morning, readers! Sundae here. It’s my turn to post today, but since I’ve led a rather uneventful life recently (and that’s a good thing), I’ve asked Motor Mommy to help me out this morning.   We have quite a few new readers,  so she’s going to share a kitty-related post she wrote some time ago. Enjoy!

Today’s post is inspired by this flag that I bought recently at the shop owned by Marshall and his dad. (Marshall recommended it; he knew I’d like it.)

9 cats one

So I began thinking of some of the cats that have owned me through the years. Believe me, there have been many more than nine.

One of the first cats I remember was Muffin (Muff, for short). Muff was a soft, long-haired muted brown cat. I remember her being very sweet and gentle.  And Mom seemed to like her more than some of my other cats. Sadly, Muff was lying in a pile of leaves in our driveway one day when we came home, and my Mom didn’t see her.  Mom and I were both heartbroken.

Another cat from my childhood was a short-haired white cat, named Lace. One day, probably because I pleaded and begged, Mom agreed that we could take Lace on a car ride with us to my sister’s house, about 20 miles away. Lace didn’t care much for the ride.  She. Was. Distraught. She meowed and paced all over the car, including on top of my Mom’s head – while she was driving. I’m pretty sure that was Lace’s only car trip.

Before Marshall was born, his dad and I had two cats: a gray and white one, named Hot Dog (after Dennis the Menace’s cat), and a black cat named Mr. Poovie. Remember the old Gomer Pyle show? Gomer’s girlfriend was Lou Anne Poovie. One day, we were watching that show, and Gomer was calling after Lou Anne’s dad: “Mr. Poovie! Mr. Poovie!”.  And, sometimes, that’s how you select a cat’s name.

Also before Marshall was born, his dad and I had been to see the movie, Smokey And The Bandit when it was showing in theaters. When we came home, there was a little gray tabby kittten on our front porch. Of course, we named him Bandit, and he was with us for about seven years, including Marshall’s early childhood. (Click to enlarge)

Later, Miss Piggy, who belonged to a neighbor, decided she’d rather live with us. (No, we did NOT name her.) Soon, she presented us with two kittens, Callie and Stormy.

miss piggy

Of course, you know about my late kitty, Beezy, my feline soul mate.

db and beezy 5-5-2007 6-20-18 PM

And, our current kitty, this little scamp.

sundae curled

So, you see, I’m more than qualified to have that 9 cats garden flag.

Today’s edit:  Since this post was published on May 24, 2013, Motor Man and I have been adopted by Gypsy.

 And Marshall has three kitties: Snugg, Chessie and Screamer.  Snugg and Chessie are pictured here.

And here’s Chessie and Screamer.

Sundae hopes you’ve enjoyed this little “rerun”, and she’ll try to have something NEW to share for her next Monday Morning Mews.

~These Days Of Mine~

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8 Photos Of Happiness

Today, I’m participating in the blog meme: “Eight Photos Of Happiness”. I’m not playing entirely by the rules, but the idea is to post eight photos – the photos can be anything that represents  a moment, object, place or feeling that makes you happy AND a brief description of why you chose it .

So here goes!

1.) It should come as no surprise that spending time with my two guys make me very happy.

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2.) My extended family makes me happy, and yes, so do memories of good times with my late sister, June.

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3.) Bev and I became friends 35+ years ago.  A friendship that lasts that long has seen lots of happiness.

bev and db

4.) Shirley and Donna (on either side of me) are former classmates. We lost touch for many years before reconnecting.  And Linda is a former co-worker and  mutual friend.  We’re happy!

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5.) Our kitties bring Motor Man and me happiness: Sundae for 4 years now.

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6.) And Gypsy for two years.  This face could make anyone happy.

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7.) “My” wild horses at the Outer Banks… (sigh).

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8.) And, last but not least, I never really paid sunrises and sunsets any mind until Motor Man and I were together, but now, I know how beautiful they can be.  Seeing a sunrise at the beach is just icing on the cake.

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The rules for the “Happiness” meme require naming ten bloggers to participate, but I’ll just leave it open for anyone who’d like to play along. You should try it, it’s fun to think of people, places and things that make you happy!

~These Days Of Mine~

Marshall’s Perspective

Marshall sent me a couple of photos he’d taken this week of his kitties.

In the first one, Chessie seems dwarfed by the “huge” phlox bloom.

chessie 10-28-2014 1-00-00 AM

And, in the second picture, Snugg “towers” above the neighbor’s house.

snugg 10-28-2014 1-00-00 AM

I think Marshall has quite an eye for clever photos, and no, I’m not prejudiced….not in the least.

~These Days Of Mine~

The Snugg And Chessie Show

Actually, it’s more like the Snugg show.

I’ve introduced you to Marshall’s cats before. The orange one is Snugg and the gray and orange one is his sister, Chessie. They have entirely different personalities. Chessie is more withdrawn; she’s friendly, but on her own terms and when she chooses.

Snugg, on the other hand, is just a ham.

A few days ago, Marshall took this series of pictures of the two of them relaxing on an outdoor swing.

snugg and chessie1

Next, Snugg realizes that Marshall is taking pictures, and Marshall begins talking to the two of them.

snugg and chessie2

And, once again, Snugg proves that not only is he a ham, he’s also a camera hog.

snugg and chessie3

And Chessie seems embarrassed by her brother’s antics.

Every Life Should Have 9 Cats

Today’s post is inspired by this flag that I bought recently at the shop owned by Marshall and his dad. (Marshall recommended it; he knew I’d like it.)

9 cats one

So I began thinking of some of the cats that have owned me through the years. Believe me, there have been many more than nine.

One of the first cats I remember was Muffin (Muff, for short). Muff was a soft, long-haired muted brown cat. I remember her being very sweet and gentle.  And Mom seemed to like her more than some of my other cats. Sadly, Muff was lying in a pile of leaves in our driveway one day when we came home, and my Mom didn’t see her.  Mom and I were both heartbroken.

Another cat from my childhood was a short-haired white cat, named Lace. One day, probably because I pleaded and begged, Mom agreed that we could take Lace on a car ride with us to my sister’s house, about 20 miles away. Lace didn’t care much for the ride.  She. Was. Distraught. She meowed and paced all over the car, including on top of my Mom’s head – while she was driving. I’m pretty sure that was Lace’s only car trip.

Before Marshall was born, his dad and I had two cats: a gray and white one, named Hot Dog (after Dennis the Menace’s cat), and a black cat named Mr. Poovie. Remember the old Gomer Pyle show? Gomer’s girlfriend was Lou Anne Poovie. One day, we were watching that show, and Gomer was calling after Lou Anne’s dad: “Mr. Poovie! Mr. Poovie!”.  And, sometimes, that’s how you select a cat’s name.

Also before Marshall was born, his dad and I had been to see the movie, Smokey And The Bandit when it was showing in theaters. When we came home, there was a little gray tabby kittten on our front porch. Of course, we named him Bandit, and he was with us for about seven years, including Marshall’s early childhood. (Click to enlarge)

Later, Miss Piggy, who belonged to a neighbor, decided she’d rather live with us. (No, we did NOT name her.) Soon, she presented us with two kittens, Callie and Stormy.

miss piggy

Of course, you know about my late kitty, Beezy, my feline soul mate.

db and beezy 5-5-2007 6-20-18 PM

And, our current kitty, this little scamp.

sundae curled

So, you see, I’m more than qualified to have that 9 cats garden flag.

Wordless Wednesday: Chessie

(Actually, this is more like “Wordy Wednesday”.  Last week, Marshall took this picture of his kitty, Chessie.  Just as he snapped it, she suddenly turned over. So the picture is a little blurred, but it’s so cute, I thought it was share-worthy.)

Linking up to Wordless Wednesday.

Wordless Wednesday: The Yawn

(Marshall’s photo of two of his cats – Penny watching as her son, Snugg, enjoys a yawn. Penny: “Son, you must take after your father’s side of the family”.)