Chapter Seven – Bleshing
Whatever that means. Is this bleshing with papa? But mama says it’s a word from the 60s, LOOOOONG before my time,...
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So there I am, taking my sweet time to get to know my surroundings, which are formidable compared to a woodpile,...
Chapter Five — Awakening
Where am I? Well, today I think I’ll say a little about what I felt when I woke up in a...
Chapter Four
Being nurse on mama’s knees. Well, I am going to meander back to my beginnings with mama...
Taking A Little Break
Keeping an eye out for mama…. Well, I wasn’t around yesterday to post my blog...
In The Pink Chapter Four?
NO WAY AM I WEARING THAT, WOUND OR NO WOUND! So, to get back to the pink tutu suit…well,...
Homeland Protection
WHAT DO I HEAR OUT THERE? AND I JUST GOT HERE! So, to continue, when I was out in the feral world, there was this BIG tomcat, as...
Chapter Three – Where Was I?
Do I dare to eat this stuff? WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? I shouldn’t talk to strangers… Well, so I was led by nummy...
Go Figure + Chapter Two
Well, both of my blogs, the stand-in and the original were published within three hours of one another! But WHERE did the one go that I...
The Kindest Cut Of All
Poor little rodent, but he did get sewed up. Well, mama’s at it again, opening up my play-rat (ANOTHER ONE!) and stuffing...
OH, NO!
Mama was just helping me get my blog out at 11:23 and IT DISAPPEARED!!! Where did it go? So sorry , but I have to go take care of...
Untitled, Chapter One
HEY, where’s the eraser on this thing? Well, at least I got my blog title down on paper. But now, Mya, what am I supposed to do...
Speak, Loulou
Well, I’m thinking of writing a memoire, whatever that is, but I do have this cool pen, well, pencil and a notebook...
Kissin’ Cousin?
Oh, boy, I wish mama and papa would give me the TV squirter so that I can choose my own programs. This scary thing was on the other...
Lazy Daisy
And just how do I get myself into this contortionist sleep pose? Don’t ask… Well, daisy is the only thing I could...
Photos From The Edge!
Well this is where they were without me and they even saw that bad doggy Mya and gave her pets and hugs and...
Separate Tables
Papa, remember when you USED to rub my ears…! And NOW, you’ve taken a TRAIN, whatever...
Rub A Dub Dub
Well, I think that rub-a-dub refers to some anthros in a tub but around here that three-letter phrase describes what happens to me most...
Bedtime Stories
Mama is reading a book to me, actually, not a book but reading from her Kindle app, and I’m just lying...
To Market, To Market
(I think she’s on her way back — better leave the mozzarella alone…) Well, one of mama’s favorite outings here is to the open market in Campo...
Of Mice And Mama
PAPA, I may need help here! Oh, boy, I think mama has gone round the bend, wherever that is. Today I was...
Music Notes
Is this an arabesque or a paw de deux? Well, by accident, mama and papa watched this 3-year old on You Tube this morning after...
Date Nuts
Practicing my dance steps for a date…someday. Well, papa has asked mama for a date tonight and of course she has no idea where...
The Pleasures of a Piazza
Dreaming of piazza della Rotonda Well, mama comes home and TELLS me all about the soprano and tenor who burst into song in the piazza...
Cinco de Sun Day
HAPPY CINCO DE MAYO! Well, old Mr Sun is back on the streets! Yesterday, mama went to her stepgrandson’s soccer match and sat in...
Tech Treats
I gotta hand it to you! Er…paw it. Well, first I have to thank Brian and Jan and others who try...
Video Vapid
Well, this kitty in the video is clearly NOT I (I wish!), but I had to try out my new-found “knowledge” about how to insert a...
Goodbye To Maggy
🌸🌺🌼 🐾 🌈 Oh, sadness. Ann Adamus’ sweet Maggy is gone. We send the family many hugs and hope for many lovely memories of that darling...
Scratch THAT!
Well, mama knows my weak point. Er…points. And papa knows mama’s weak points, haha. While mama was scratching my ears,...
Bricomama
Well, I have to say that what mama did to a bathroom window from which a kitty might plunge to the neighbor’s terrace below was certainly...