Messages between BubbaSan and jlandis
OHai! Mennee fanks fer teh gud wishus! (itz uh berry sillee jawb - onna toorist trayn - ai willz bee teh wun greetin dem, an tellin dem storeez, an maykin dem drinkz befoar dey goez tew teh dynin kar tew hab dinnur - nyce wai tew meetz peepul frum ebereewayre...) ~ Yoor rekkumdashunz 'bout teh reelaxin stuffz fer teh kittehs 'minded mee ub dis storee: Wunce uhpawn uh tyme, lawng, lawng uhgoe, dere wuz a beutymuss wyte kitteh naymed Francis whoo wuz uh berree seereus kitteh - himz hoomin wuz uh kollige gurl whoo had teh roomymatez dat had uh wundermuss staireeoh... nao, Francis lubbed tew sitz awn teh bass speerurz dat wuz awn teh floor - dey wuz wuddin bawxez less dan tew feetz tallz. Wun dae wen eberybuddee wuz dere, lisinen tew mewsik, Francis cayme owt, an tried tew getz up awn teh speekur... an hee kuddint! an wen hee did mayke hit up, hee falled awf! Hee wuz berree imbassassed, an preetendid hee wuzint eben trien tew dew dat... hee wud preeten tew bee taykin uh baff, butt hee kep trien it ober an ober till finallee, wen hee hayd falled awff, an wuz preetendin tew baff, hee felled down wen hee wuz sittin onna floor! (it wuz beree funneh, teh hoominz wuz awl laffin) Hiz hoomin wuz mystyfied, an decydid tew inbestigate... an shee diskubbered dat teh rummattez bedrum door wuz opin, an dere wuz uh big flat uv funnee plantz 'bout seben inshuz tallz dat hayd uh trayl grazed frew dem - dat kitteh hayd eetid dem! Dat kitteh wuz stoned! An hee wuz teh mostest reelaxid kitteh shee ebar haz seed!
Ai wuz juss reedin' mai diabetic pet list, an' sum ob dem r tokkin' abowt usin' lavendur and banilla smellin' stuffs tu help der loveys kalm daon tu. Mebbe der's awl kinds ob ansers!
U gotz a jawb?! Oh, Katydiddul, ai'z sew happiez foar u!!! *happie dansin'* An' kongradumalashuns to teh foaks lukkie tu hirez u!!! Wat izzit? Iz past beddytiem nao, but cawl teh helffud stoar an' aks hao much it costes, an' tumarro we kan luk awnline an' mebbe fine it foar cheepur. Den no need gas munneez eedurz. Ai habz sum Amazon giff sertibikats ai doan noe hao tu yooz. Mebbe dey hazzit? We will trai hard, coz Pearl izza kween, an' George izza hart-kitteh. U needz bof! Lubbz u bery big, an' bery prowd ob u!!!
Yoo haz wundermuss frenz! "Teh Majikul Whiskers" storeez wud bee grate chilldrinz bukz! ~ Wee iz awl fyne, George still wantz tew killz Pearl (hoapfulee ai kan fit teh Bach Remedee intew teh budgit dis munf - anna gas tew goe get itz - 30 mylez tew teh helffud stoar!) Ai iz awl eggsited kuz ai iz startin tew werk part tyme nex munf, (az long az mai ole kar holdz up) - 30 mylez dere tew - frew uh mountin nawtch... Itz beree pritee heer, butt remote... Ai noe haz werk fer tew yeerz! Dis kame jus bearly in tyme *whew!* ~ Haow iz eberyfing dere? Hugz an Skritchez, Lub, Kate
Ai hoep dat helps dem hab a gud, relaksed tiem wiff wun annuder! If dey kan, den mebbe dey lernz nawt tu be defensib? Ebry pawsitib eksperience cownts! Ai keepz prayin' wiff mai li'l pray buddies! Ai glad u liek Whiskers! Himz wuz majikal, aifinkso. Wunce himz got to eet gud stuffz an' eksersize beddur, himz got SO BIG! Wuz mai biggist boy eber! A fren ob mien iz teh man dat maeks Wodent Wheels, an' anudder fren sendid him sum munnez to maek Whiskers a special wheel for him, an' he did! Ebryboddy lubbed teh Whiskers! Wen Whiskers got bery old, himz gotted kidnee failyer. Ai lerned hao tu help him wiff speshul gushy fuds and sub-Q flooids, an' himz libbed happee for a long, long tiem moar. Ai hazza big happee tu shaers him wiff u! So hao r u tudae, Kate?
Gud Mornin! Ai finalee red yoor messig abowt teh Bach Reskyoo Remedy, an amz definatelee goin tew gib it uh trie... Yoor storee abowt Whiskers iz sooo beautymuss - ai haz teh happeh leekie eyez! Goin bak tew luk fur moar storeez! Lub an Hugz, Kate
ooh... ai iz fallin uhsleap, but kautted yoor messig owt uv teh korner ub mai eye, an it iz uh wondermous idea - aiz gonna chek bak in teh mornin and reed it karefully... Lub an Hugzzzzzzzzz....
It taeks a bery gud mommee tu grab bunduls ob flyin' fur with so manee pointy fings attatcht tu dem! Habz u eber tried Bach's Reskyoo Remedie wiff teh kittehs? I wundur iffn dey hab a fyoo kalm dayz wiff eech uddur iffn dey'd settul down sum. Ai doan knoe such fings, juss dat's wut sum ob mai frenz du wiff noo-kummers an teh old-timurs dat getz nerbus abowt 'em. Ai wan ebryboddy tu get alawng fur dere mommee! Ai glad u likd Whiskers! Here's him's storee: http://www.chahamsters.org/featurewhiskers.html . An' doze babees wuz SO splort-wurthy! Teh li'l white wun din't get no eyez, but ai knoo dat wuz gonna happin. Dat's wai dey kame here. Ai tells u wat ai tole bestkand: "Those photos were taken at a "baby shower" an online friend sent me for them just before they got old enough to have to live separately. Each of those pretty packages had a brand-new nest house for each of the babies. So sweet! Winnie (brown) was one of the prettiest little girls I ever had. Molly (white) was one of the reasons her momma came here to give birth. One of the ladies in our rescue network was fostering her, and sent me a photo. Her coloring meant I needed to see the dad that was dumped with her. When his foster sent a pic too, I knew their combination meant 1/4 of the litter was going to be born eyeless. Molly was one of them. Her brothers Mitchell and Webster were eyeless too. They didn't realize anything was missing, and had great, full lives, but it wouldn't have been fair to have them born in a foster home and have to readjust to life elsewhere later. They weren't very resilient about change, but everything else about them was perfect!" Off tu sleepies wiff happy fots ob babee hammees. Fank u, kate! Smooch!
Ai izzint feelin lyke dat grate uv uh mom ryte noaw... ai wuzzint eben skratchid - it wuz wun uv doez momintz wen teh Force taykez ober, an ai wuz berry fast wif teh grab! ~~~ Demz iz beutymuss Angelz, ai espeshulee lubz teh wun wif teh long hayre, an teh tinee, tinee babiez! *splort!* ~~~Sweet dreemz, an yoo iz in ower prayerz tew - as alwaiz - Hugz an Hedbonks
Owie! Ur a grate mom tu sabe dem frum hurtin' eech udder. Ai'z glad dey din't get tu bad hurt an' hoap u din't eedur. Wai kant dey juss be frenz?! Ai knoes u'z prolly tole 'em a millyun tiems tu be nice. Wai dey noe lissuns? :( Izza big sad. Ai knoe u kep dem saif, butt we wantz dem tu get alawng! Poor Katydiddul, stukk in teh middul. Ai happie u liek teh pikshurs. Moast ob dem iz anjuls nao, but still in mai hart. Ai maek moar sum daes! Nao is awmost beddytiem. Ai keepz George an' Pearl in mai prays wiff u tu. An' den ai seez u agin soon! Lubbz u big!
wee bee gud, fanks - ai hazza liddul sad 'cause teh George kitty an mai Pearl kitteh had uh big fyte - himz wuz in teh baffroom, and flashed owt wen ai opined teh door, inna tyme it tuk mee tew put down wut ai wuz carryin, an rush tew teh libingrum, dey wuz goin at sew bad, shee had peed herzselfz - ai wuz skeered shee wuz reely hurtid! an ai had tew reech intew dat kitteh tornadoe tew grabz himz an putz himz bak intew teh baffroom - shee hid owt in teh hammuk unner teh reklyner awl dat dae an part uv teh nex wun - butt shee am okae, onlee sum berry small bitey markz... naow dey alternate beein in teh baffroom an beein owt - ai lubz himz sew muchly, butt ai noe kan haz Peatl hurtid (eben iff shee duz startz fings bye growlin an hissin at himz) ~~~ Ai lubz teh picherz ub yoor fambly dat yoo haz postid toodae (teh wunz ai kan seez dat iz - ai noe kan seez most ub teh noo stuffz peepul iz postin... ai eben faburitid uh kuple dat ai noe kan seez yet...)
U a SWEETIEPANTS! U r rite, tu. Iz juss hooman nachur tu fink abowt teh wun dat gotted awae. Nawt a big sad, tho, coz teh udders wuz awl so big fun! No slappity! Ai be nawt sad -- prawmiss! :) Hao iz u an' ur lubbies?
Wayte jus uh minnit yung Laydee! Yoo haz noe reesun tew be sad about teh few dat yoo kuddint send at teh end - fink abowt teh fousindz an FOUSINDZ uv Cheezpeeps yew mayde happeh, happeh, HAPPEH! Doan mayke mee kum owt dere an slappy yoo! It iz goin tew bee uh liddul kwiet fer yoo naow dough... Butt naow yoo haz teh tyme tew soshulize moar! Hugz an Skritchez!
Bless ur whoal hart! Dat's berry sweeties ob u! Ai wish ai'd maed dat numbir tu, coz ai dn't get teh lass 6 foar wun ladie. :( An' ai habz sum leff awn mai paj ai shudda sendid tu peebuls. Ai sendid awl ai had, den ai tuk a nap, an' wen ai woak up, 28 moar had kaem in! Ai wuz BIG eksitid, but it din't wurk tu send dem no moar. :( Teh wunz dat ai missd wudn't hab finushed dat lass ladie tho -- juss sum moar sets foar sum foaks dat cudn't be finushd. Wuz a sad wae tu stop, so ai doan feel bery gud abowt it rite nao. Wuz stil berry BIG FUNZ foar longtiem, and lettid me meet teh nisest peebuls! Ai juss hazza liddul sad dat it's ober. But u maed me smiyul abowt it agin -- so fank u reel big! :) {{{Kate}}}
OHai! Ai mayde dis fur yoo - http://cheezburger.com/6246472192 - ai wuzzint shur if teh last wunz yoo gifted wuz added tew teh kount - (ai reelie want to redo it wif twenny-five thousind az teh numbir...)
Izza gud ridikalus, an' wuz BIG FUN! Iz awl gawn nao, butt knot teh frenships it maed! Nao ai gitzta katch up wiff u agin! Hao's mai Katydiddul an' awl ur lubbiez?
dats nawt ridikalus, dats beein teh bestest fren evar!
Besides, no one's EVER accused me of being askurred ta be ridikalus! :)
I know it's ridiculous, but it feels like a chance to do more for the ones I couldn't finish. One is down to 10 items now.
yesshh!
Hehehehehe! Feelin' sneekies haff teh fun! :)
Hai! Ai thawt ai wud fynd yoo restin but ai seez yoo iz still goin, wow! amazin tew lookat yoor numbers - yoo iz teh kween fer shur! Nawt talkin enneymoar bout it (shhh - dey myte bee ED'in)
Yes, our pets mourn as much as we do - Pearl's late brother Tom Tom never got over the passing of Danny (my 125 pound German Shepherd who thought he was a lap dog, [son of Lady, brother of Goldie - the last of my very own goggies]) They had been inseparable since the kittens were born, (Danny was the foster daddy), and as they were the only males in the family, their bond was extra strong. Tom Tom was depressed for weeks, and I think he blamed me - in his eyes I took Danny "away". It is easier for them to understand when their friends pass at home... Poor Mochi must be very lonely ~~~ Wait, wut? Teh poop tossin gayme? oooh DAT sowndz lyke funz....specullee teh kleenin up part... Lub an Hugz
Awww, those li'l kitties will teach him to put the play back in play-fight! How long does it take after neutering for neutering to "take"? I'm glad there's a way to integrate George without Pearl having to suffer for it. That's an amazing part of what you do, you know. I can move cages. You have to build family! Mochi will love the tickles. He's been awfully depressed since Cagney died. He's the only one to react longer than hiding when it happened. (They all recognize death in any species.) He only nibbled a little on his green pepper last night, but he's still munching his hay and pellets -- just without enthusiasm. I've started letting him pat Jordi, hoping that would help. He's showing interest and Jordi doesn't mind, so maybe. I underestimated the interspecies bond. I'm going to move Moose into Cagney's larger home eventually, but I don't want to move him out of Mochi's room yet. I hate seeing it empty, but I think Mochi needs Moose keeping him company awhile longer and playing the poop tossing game. I'm pretty sure he won't want to invite me to play that! :) Oh, well, if they weren't a little trouble now and then, we'd never realize how much we love them, rite? Sending smoochies!
We're all fine, still trying to introduce George to the family - he has adapted to the dogs fairly well, but the other cats are a problem - he keeps attacking them, especially my Pearl - have to keep them separated, she is far too old to have to put up with that. The young kittehs are intimidated, but holding their own. They play fight each other, so hopefully their fun-loving natures will rub off on him (so hope he will calm down soon, it has only been 10 days since he was neutered...) ~ How are you doing? How are the little ones? Love and Hugs to you, and tickles to them, (especially Mochi)
And I'm lucky to have you too! How are you doing, sweetie?
Oh Jane, I just heard, and my heart breaks for you, wrapping you in soft hugs and love {{{{{{{Jane}}}}}}} You were both so lucky to have had each other...
Ai senz u a byootiful frenship: http://tinyurl.com/7cz2tp9
Oh, u maek mai hart awl smilie! Wif ebryfing u bin goin' fru, u stil did dat pritty fing! Fanks berry muchlies! Ai'z sew happie tu knoe Pearl habbed a gud moarnin' an' waked u up sew lubbely. Awwwww! Iz George feelin' beddur an' heelin' gud frum surjurie? Dey will getz alawng beddur wuns he doan trai no funnie bizniss wif hurz no moar, rite? Deez lubbies -- dey maek us krazee, but dey maek lief wurfwiel! Wee senz u awl smoochies -- eben Cagney (but she's awlso sniffin' ur breff tew maek shur u doan gotz no tummytoes!) Lubbz, Jane
Happeh Mae Dae!!! wiff lubz an hugz! ~~~ http://cheezburger.com/6180161792
