Just a quick message

All is well here at our house. The cold air box has kept us cool, so we are all good. Our mom has been feeding the neighborhood strays and has given them nicknames, Troublemaker (he's a tuxedo), Mittens (grey tiger with white feet) and Snowshoe (snowshoe siamese). Troublemaker and Mittens meet Mom at the front door in the morning at 5:30 or so. Good news is that they are keeping the rodent population in control. Bad news is we are having to share our mom with them. Mom is pretty sure Mittens and Snowshoe have homes that allow them to be outdoor cats. (sad face here) Troublemaker is a stray and has the scars to show for it. That said, Troublemaker and Mittens let Mom pet them and their tummies and Snowshoe is coming around too. Maggie May and I are worried about what Mom will want to do when the weather gets bad this winter! In the meantime, this sums it up!

Have a snuggly Monday, Suki (Princess Fluffybutt) and Maggie May

Happy Earth Day

Mom just remembered it was Earth Day, so she wanted to share these images with you. She has found these through the years on Google or a posting on Facebook. Remember to take of this planet...it's the only one we know of that has CATNIP! Snuggles and purrs, Maggie May and Suki

still here but not HERE!

 Mommy checked our blog today and realized we hadn't posted anything for over a year! Sorry for anyone who was worried about us!

The Fluffybutt! I suppose she is sort of cute!

The little fur ball has grown into a full-size lady cat, and she's been sleeping with Mommy the last week or so...not cool but I get to sleep on a nice down blanket, so I'm not too upset. Mom always pulls the covers up when she gets out of bed in the morning, so I can sneak in between the comforter and fuzzy blanket when the fur ball becomes too big a pest, or I just feel like some cozy alone time.

Me, resting on Mom's quilt

Mommy checks on me to make sure I'm happy there and the other feline hasn't found my hidey spot yet.

Me, making sure Mom doesn't forget to put the sewing machine away.

Mom has been trying to sew a little every day, but it takes away her attention from us, so it's my duty to try and stop her, if I can. Laying across the cutting mat, meowing and generally pestering her while she's trying to sew, works about 50% of the time, so I'm okay with that. She also does a crazy thing of walking circles around the basement (Mom here: I was trying to complete a challenge last year of walking 2022 miles, which worked out to be about 5.5 miles a day. Somedays, the basement was my best bet for getting it done.) I also supervise her when she does her loops but she's doing less this year (about 3+ miles a day).

Suki (aka Princess Fluffybutt) has discovered the hot water baseboards, so this time of year that's where she'll be found. I like that because she's not in my way. She likes hidey spots that are low (behind furniture or the bookcases and I like it high. Mom has found me on top of the hutch of her dresser or the top of the bookcase. 

So, we are alive and well and so far, 2023 hasn't been too ugly. 

So, we'll try to stop back and post more often. Mom says she's going to be traveling more this year, something about quilt shows. I'm not sure I'm happy about that but her sister or nephew come by when she's gone and they feed us very well, so it's not all terrible.

Have a great Sunday, everyone!

Purrs, Maggie May

Remembering our loved ones during the holiday season

 Ann from Zoolatry is always so good at making the best reminder posts and today's was no less. 

Whether the loved one you are remembering had fur or scales or was even human, take time to remember and let the memories ease your sorrow.

Missing our Charles this Christmastime.

I'm not sure about this!

 So, two weeks ago, Mommy's nephew, Tim, brought his fluffball here. He has taken on a new job that requires him to travel and they thought maybe I would enjoy having company. Did anyone ask me? NO!

She's a little bitty thing and she really hasn't done anything but exist but I don't like having her here. Mom tries to ensure I feel safe but this little fluffball is sleeping in my favorite spots and she follows Mom into the bathroom when she gets up to supervise and that's my job. I don't like it, I don't like it at all. Matter of fact, I have made my feelings quite clear, hissing at her when she gets too close or when she surprises me.

Mom says we might be "stuck" with her because the alternative is the shelter and mom's soft heart won't let that happen. So, we'll see if we can find a middle ground but she is not going to sleep with Mom. On that, I am putting my paws down! 

This is the fluffball. Her given name is Suki but Mom nicknamed her Princess Fluffybutt and I think it very appropriate.

So, purray for us. I would like her to find a new place to live or, at least, leave me alone but I don't think that's going to happen.

Snuggles and purrs from Illinois,

Maggie May

Happy Earth Day

We are adjusting to being just the two of us. Mommy actually left me alone for a long weekend, with just a visit from Uncle Tim to check on me. I think she was worried about me but as long as I had plenty of food and water, I knew I would be just fine.

My plan for today is to be in conservation mode, as in I'm conserving energy and taking a longer nap and not moving from the back of the couch!

So, plant a tree, repurpose a t-shirt into a great cat bed, and just think twice about how you are using your resources. And, remember, Earth is the only planet with chocolate! (that is from the mommy)

Snuggles from Maggie May.

And then there was one :-(

 It's been a long time since we posted. Charles and Maggie May have been living the good life with me, the mommy. However, Charles has been not doing well and when we calculated his age, we realized that he was 16 years old. 

Charles has been giving me signs that we would be soon be memories to one another for several months but as long as he was eating and making his morning jump from the floor up to my tall bed, I was willing to keep following our regular path. That had become more difficult for him though.

Wednesday morning, he couldn't make the jump and he didn't want any food (hadn't eaten on Tuesday either) and I knew it was time. We spent our remaining hours, telling each other in our own ways, how much we loved and would miss one another until we were together again.

Maggie May and I are finding out how to live without our tuxedo buddy and she still looks for him every morning. She's sleeping with me every night and has taken over Charles' job of waking me up too early for breakfast. 

Charles saved my life 5 years ago when the smoke detectors didn't work by banging on my closed bedroom door until he woke me up. We lost his brother to smoke inhalation.  He was my hero and I always promised I would do whatever he needed or wanted for his entire life and I like to think Wednesday morning also honored that promise.

I will miss my big tuxedo boy. See you at the Rainbow Bridge, Charles.