Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever

So sorry that we haven't meowed for awhile but our attention as angel cats, mine & Magpie's has been on healing angel cat purrs at one of our typists as he has Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. We just found out that two others on our pages have Lyme's so tis the season for flea & tick diseases so remember to spray even if you're a furless beast when you go outside to keep the fleas & ticks & mosquitoes away as walks in the woods where these beasties lurk are popular in the Fall too & they're still out there just waiting to suck blood & pass on their diseases to a human or furred host. Remember to protect your dogs from these parasites too. Some on our pages have stated that this is a very bad year for fleas & ticks moreso than for mosquitoes so if your dog or cat needs extra protection and not just that monthly flea treatment go for it & provide it as this will save you money & heartache in the long run. Some of our humans & our friends' humans have said that the monthly treatment just hasn't been enough this year so they've also been using sprays & powders & flea collars & have even considered stronger measures as one walk out in the grass & the dogs & cats come in just covered & have to be treated. As a human remember to protect yourself too & consider keeping the beloved pet outside to be treated & that way you, others in your home, your house & your carpet & bedding don't get flea or tick infested & the last ones can be a nightmare to clean up & de-infest. Just be cautious & careful. Our human when he came out of delirium & fevers said he didn't even remember being bitten though the doc found a bite place on the scalp in the hair. He had no idea what was wrong with him, thought he just had a bad case of the flu but thankfully got to the right people in time.
Purrs from the clouds, Dandelion Wine (Dande)

Kung Fu Panda = Tiger Panda @ the Pool Party!

Okay before I am Kung Fu Tiger of Kung Fu Panda again someone or some fur needs to fill me in on this cartoon because I am a bit confused here though someone said oh but the kids loved Kung Fu Panda! Yeah, but I am an angel cat & I did not see Kung Fu Panda & the kids haven't talke to me about it & when the adults talk about it sounds like the complete mish mash that children sometimes spout when they're trying to explain something to you but don't have it clear in their heads yet, haven't thought it through, but I wasn't completely lost and could just leap and jump around martial arts or Kung Fu style & play and have some fun & leapt up & grabbed and unknown cat tail and gave him a good quick dunk & returned him to the surface -- didn't even know who it was just did it in the messages and then Inspector Morse that big orange tabby cat said it was him. Whoops! Thought it was Arthur or Morgan from our pages & don't know how I could have made that error except all I saw was a lovely orange patterned tail hanging down in that water like it was trying to catch fish & maybe it was being in character! For a minute thought I was pulling my own tail as my character is all orange but my face overtook the Tiger and so the face was all white. Okay so someone let me know before I leap around in character again or maybe my typist can read up on it. Glad that the kids in the family love Kung Fu Panda & bet they're laughing at the adults right now who can't explain even what they saw of that movies to anyone! Good Night! Again!
Love to Mom, Dandelion Wine

Meowers / Typists / Writers....

Before I write the entry I want to write I need to make it very clear that my typists my meowers my writers have never been and never will be any of the girls in the family not the adopted girls. Nothing against adoption & Mom was a foster Mom & the adopted children never should have gotten in the way of her having her birth children she & Dad both but it did on some of their children. Won't tell you if the boys were adopted or not but the youngest one was being heavily identity frauded by this individual off a short actor appearance & won't give the description but he went missing many years ago after being repeatedly threatened by this actor resembler (the identity frauder resembled an actor not the missing youngest son) and this guy is still impersonating him. The youngest boy of two separate eye colors who so identified with me went missing in the early 1990's and at first Mom thought he went on a Canadian or even USA form of witness protection even though law kept telling her that wasn't the case when she contacted looking for him. She knows in her heart that as he stayed in touch with her that he has passed on but there is no closure. He was a witness against a theft ring -- Mom still doesn't know if that has anything to do with his vanishing & law either doesn't know or won't say & he is their failure a failure to protect their informant. The oldest boy went into the military and he looks absolutely nothing like any actor and is half Spain Spanish and half American and has adult children of his own -- well, had one very young far too young but accidents will occur & either the real one is one of my typists or he will be as could be someone of Mom's appearance who is a birth daughter & won't go into that whole long story as Mom wants quite a few things kept private but no, oh no, Mom is NOT trying to reunite with her adoptive daughters or her foster daughter who cursed her & left many years ago & who wanted nothing to do with her or her views on the world. Trying not to let that color the meows here that long later falling out when they were young adults. They went in search of their birth Mom's & enough said on that one, so absolutely not, this is not an attempt to make peace between them so no, would never do that & know that she doesn't want that one to happen that she moved away & Dad moved away & won't say whether together or separately to distance themselves from certain family & they stayed away after the youngest never showed up again. For the longest because he was so heavily identity frauded by someone or ones, he wasn't even listed as a missing person and .... that's enough on that subject as that just tears at the heart strings -- young guy & going back to college & not far into his adult life & just like that missing... That's another thing that connects all of us, the great tragedies in our lives and loss and all of us have lost someone whether a husband or wife or worse child or etc. ... lost people in bad ways. I would never dream of forcing Mom to see anyone she didn't want to see, never.... mending fences in some cases and moving on in others...

Mom's adoptive daughters & foster daughter were not influenced by Mom's life or by her example & thought her beliefs were mistaken, in error & still do & no it's not religion in this case but rather a lack of it as they say they do not believe in the spiritual world believe it is all a made up by man created myths all religions and Mom doesn't see things that way at all though she is not what you would call traditionally religious. Mom's birth daughter all grown up & she has at least one & not going into the complex situations there, but she is so much like Mom it's unreal although when they butt heads neither one sees that at all. That's what this is about mending fences with the son the oldest adoptive son, coming to terms with someone long missing & the horrors of hopes raised over & over & he's never come home, & mending fences & building bridges with birth children. Yes, that's part of what I the cat the angel cat am doing and my meowers -- mending fences & building bridges. ... & we're starting by rebuilding the bridge to the past to trace back to the present -- it's helping...
Love to Mom, Dandelion Wine
** With hopes for mending the family ties where need be ...

Kung Fu Panda = Tiger Panda

Since Magpie & I didn't feel that Mom would be comfortable yet nor Dad with us being HuCats which means part cat part human, yet or maybe never & we will just have to wait & see on that one, I am a Tiger Panda from the movie Kung Fu Panda. I will be able to leap over the pool & jump in & out & leap straight up into the air out of it. We weren't sure they would want us to attend in wings either, so that's the reason for the characters. Of course, I'm a cat even if a bigger type of wild cat and one in cartoonish sort of form. Hope the kids in the family like it, my character. Know that worked well for the week after for many who attended the Sci Fi party, but just didn't feel that Mom was ready for me to go yet or Dad for Maggie to go, but maybe by Halloween when there's a costume party.

Party is @ Kitthaven Estates tonight @ 5 p.m. & click on Magpie's photo on my page for the group link & the address & so many others have listed it & I won't list it again. Would have to bring up the group on this computer & it needs to finish this download (yes the catputer -- my catputer) so won't risk it as needs to be finished & loaded before this party.
Love to Mom & Purrs to Mom, Your angel cat Dandelion Wine

Witch Cat! Pool Party...

Always wanted to leave with the kids when they wore their swim suits & took off walking or got in the car & rode to see where they were going because they came back smelling nearly of bleach like the stuff Mom used on the white laundry sometimes. Caused my nose to wrinkle up automatically & itch & twitch, but didn't think I would like the place they were going especially as they also came home soaking wet often & talked about the pool. As an angel cat I might go to a pool party, don't know if as a HuCat or as an angel but no swimsuit, do know that one. The kids loved to swim, but talked of playing in the water & going off the diving board more than they did about swimming & about tanning, laying out in the sun on a towel & soaking up some rays. My Mom used to do that one outside at the house & immediately after would tell me how bad that was for the skin & how she shouldn't do it, but she said it gave her such freedom in the summer time & that she didn't have to wear those awful binding pantyhose because her legs were nice and suntan & a much better shade than the artificial one of the hosiery. She said she didn't have to wear much make up at all either because her face had a nice tan skin tone to it. Then she would say when she came in from tanning that really she shouldn't do it & that she shouldn't wear suntan oil but rather some of the newer sunscreen. I liked my Mom tan or lighter toned & it bothered me that she went on about skin damage from the sun's rays & about the atmosphere & the holes opening up in some of the layers called the ozone layers & letting in different types of harmful UV rays that could cause cancer & not just skin damage. She knew as a nurse that she shouldn't do it & warned her daughters who were much more tan addicted than she was & who wanted to be as dark as native Hawaiians said they, not to tan but she said if only she could stop her pleas wouldn't fall on such deaf ears, but she said they were so much worse than she was & that tanning had become such a symbol of beauty & that when she was growing up it wasn't necessarily that way, that a tan could be a symbol of having to do manual farm labor & that for some reason that wasn't admired to have to work with the hands & to work hard, that it was losing its following then.

I was a nice white cat & didn't tan myself though I liked to hang out near Mom but not in the hottest rays of the sun & didn't know how she did that one. I liked the shaded or muted sunlight mainly not the type that blinded the eyes though Mom wore sunglasses. Cats don't have those really except here in Catster land & fantasy land elsewhere because most of us wouldn't keep them on & it would startle us for the world to suddenly be tinted & shaded & to go a little darker. I did like my sunbeams though just not in the heat of the day & liked to warm my fur in the early morning or evening sun with Mom & sit by her & nap or watch the bugs outside & be just a little too contented at Mom's side to chase them down. Leave it for another day I thought when I didn't have Mom around & needed some play time & amusement to occupy my time. I was so perfectly purrfectly I should say content to lie on my side by Mom's side & rest by her while she tanned & sometimes read her book & sometimes took a nap. Of course, to me she was my beautiful smart Mom with or without a tan & didn't matter to me, but I did love our time outside together away from it all where she could travel to distant lands in her reading or just sit & enjoy her own backyard & the view of the flowers she planted.

We have a witch cat on our pages now, so just wanted to mention her in passing since she said she would stop by & say hello in her entry or paw mail me. Hello Agnes Endora earth bound one. Enjoy the time you have as an earth cat as it flies by so fast that time. Hope you get back to your people & have a great life with them & that they have learned to protect you. However, that said, I always thought my Mom was an earth witch a sort of healer that was called to the nursing profession but more about that one some other time. For now, need to watch over Mom & fly around for awhile.
Purrs to Mom & Healing Purrs to Mom, Dandelion Wine

Ignoring the Party, but not quite...

Didn't go to the party because ghost cat I can be & angel cat but don't think Mom wants me in costume though maybe some time I'll try it me & Magpie. Glad I didn't go as reading that it was disastrous computer experience for those family & friends & connected by some common threads people who share our account. Would like to go to that pool party as an angel cat & think that can be arranged. Don't want to miss all events. Do like groups.

Have more to say but will save it for another time maybe later today. Just wanted to give an opinion & tell Mom hello & that I'm watching over her in ghostly angel cat form. Still love Mom & always will.
Through My Eyes, Dandelion Wine

I remember that Magpie! Hair!

Yes, Mom & Dad dancing together and Dad would let his hair grow a little when the kids were away or when he was on vacation and fluff it out and it was curly and sometimes Mom had curly hair too and they would dance and look at their feet and shake their heads to that song and would act it out and pull on their hair and just jump around and up and down and bump and twist and move their feet in place around funny and sing the lyrics! That was fun to watch and we would get excited and run back and forth and up and down the stairs and they wouldn't even notice! Yes, we were different when the kids were away too and could be together and play as we pleased and didn't have to be pawn cats used against each other or that attempt was made when the kids argued! Mom & Dad would talk about greasy hair and how the difference between the 1950's past & the 1960's past was that in the fifties they added more grease and actually changed the grease in their hair sometimes and they would just laugh and act like they were teens or young adults in love all over again. Not they didn't love their kids because they would start missing them if they were away too long and then they would still do the shorter family vacation thing and Mom & Dad did still have to work but they had such fun on their days off and evenings or nights! They would rearrange their schedules when they could so they could have more time together when sometimes with the kids around it was rough on them as for at least a couple of years or so, one of them always had to be home and so they worked different times.

So I'll repeat the lyrics:

Cowsills - Hair Lyrics
Album: Best Of Cowsills

She ask him why
why i'm a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and nighty-night night
My hair is a fright
I'm hairy high and low
But don't ask me why
cuz he don't know
It's not for lack of bread
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling

Gimme a head with hair
Long, beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer hair
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy

Hair, hair, hair, hair
Grow it, show it
Long as I can grow it
My hair

I let it fly in the breeze
And get caught in the trees
Give a home for the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas
A hive for the bees
A nest for birds
There ain't no words
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder
Of my...

Hair, hair, hair, hair,
Grow it, show it
Long as I can grow it
My hair

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratsy, matsy
Oily, greasy, fleecy
Shining, gleaming, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!

Oh say can you see
My eyes if you can
Then my hair's too short

Down to here
Down to there

Down to where it stops by itself
(No never have to cut it cos it stops by itself)

Oh give me a head with hair
Long, beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Won't you gimme it down to there (hair)
Shoulder length or longer (Hair!)
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy
Hair (hair hair hair)
Grow it
Show it
Long as I can grow it
My hair ( hair hair hair)
Grow it
Show it
Long as I can grow it
My hair( hair hair hair hair hair hair hair hair hair)

http://www.stlyrics.com/songs/c/cowsills18428/hair5 06515.html

Loved staying out of the way side by side on the sofa watching Mom & Dad have a good time dancing and ignoring the telephone sometimes like it didn't even exist or taking one phone off the hook! Cooking together too or surprising each other with food! Eating healthier and getting healthier while the kids were away and just enjoying have couple time and having the house to themselves and talking about what it would be like years from now with the kids all grown up and away with their own families and / or their own causes, living in their own apartments, away at school and rarely coming home how that would feel to grow old together.
Love to Mom, Dandelion Wine

Magpie & UnHallowed Ground = Haunted

Magpie

So now Magpie has her own page and I’m happy to see her here although I know her, of course, from the Rainbow Bridge where the cat spirits go. Also knew her in our home, our house which we wandered freely when no one was home. We were happy when the kids were away at school and Mom & Dad both gone or sometimes were. Loved Mom but couldn’t very well mate with Magpie with Mom & Dad around and no really good place to hide not even outside without the kids screaming Mom! Dandelion is raping Magpie! Far from it. We were breeding and she had my kittens twice at least. Flame Point Siamese included which started out pure white just like me. Dad always thought she had some Siamese to her somewhere in the bloodline because sometimes she would yowl like one and he said something in the face sometimes. Wasn’t my bloodline was it? No telling. My Mom was a multi color Tabby grey silver brown with some orange to her and looked a bit Calico within the Tabby. Other kittens started out pure white & then began turning Seal Point. Yet others were Tabby and then some were, of course, Tuxedo kitties or cow cats but Tuxedo like Magpie. Although the kids thought for some reason that the father cat would harm the kittens, I visited them frequently in the boys room downstairs and helped clean them and hid out under the bed and kept an eye on them at times. I was a very proud father cat and Mom was very pleased with the kittens and had friends in mind for them no matter to whom her sons & daughters thought they were going to give the kittens. She told them they would have to be at least 10 weeks old for them to be given to new homes and then at 7 weeks & 8 weeks & 9 weeks she gave them away one-by-one to make sure that they had good homes with people she knew and friends of hers.

Loved Magpie. We loved to hide out under the table together and grab the crumbs of food the kids dropped and accept hand outs on napkins and the kids still fed me even if they thought they were feeding Magpie sometimes, but some fed me. We loved to run around on the kitchen counters together when no one was home and lick up peanut butter and jelly stains and butter off the counter and any butter or margarine left out by the kids in a hurry in the morning and anything left in pots on the stove. Look. Their parents told the kids not to leave anything out because they had cats and that cats would be cats when no one was around to fuss at them for eating out of plates and pots and pans and off counters. We had a good time when no one was around for the day and weren’t the enemy cats that the kids sometimes said us to be. No, we were friends usually.

Had a great time playing chase up & down the stairs & all around the house with no one home and of course we peed in the plants but tried not to poop there because sometimes they forgot to leave a window cracked for us. We actually did have litter boxes part of the time, but sometimes we were closed out away from the boxes so we had to find interesting places to go which, yes, was the plants. Then the kids would get fussed at for closing doors and they would insist that a) either someone had come into the house or b) must have been a breeze in the house or c) the cats closed the door (yeah right blame it on us!) or our favorite one d) the house was haunted and the ghosts closed the doors and that the ghosts did it all the time. What? Had they lived in a haunted house before? Okay so our house was on top of what had once been unhallowed ground where suicides and murderers and wanton women were buried and assorted criminals, ground not blessed and away from the main cemetery. So maybe our house did have spirits but that’s a cheap way out to blame it on the ghosts and if we had any, they rarely but rarely made an appearance. Some thought that some were hanged on the ground where our house stood because what would appear sometimes were visions of hanged people at the top of the big staircase going down and a vision of a tree from which those people were hanged and a gallows of sorts. But that was rare although horrifying when it occurred and our family certainly didn’t want to make the tour guidebook or to be on the news and said that one day that they might need to sell the house and it wouldn’t get a good price if known that every now & then ghosts of the executed appeared on the stairs and sometimes a select few others wandering around. These people were buried on unhallowed not blessed ground for good cause or mostly so and why upset people with oh and every now and then some old time murderers who were executed might make an appearance in your home but only for a few minutes at a time. Mom & Dad said and some people aren’t sensitive to ghosts so they might not see them at all so no need to alarm them. We would have agreed had me made it to the time our home was sold but neither one of us did or should I say to the time Mom & Dad moved away? Not like it was Amityville or anything like that Mom would say....

Time for me to Fly for awhile anyway. Purrs to Mom, Dandelion Wine

My Typists & Meower

No wrong! Not a member of the family although the one who types my meows for me and so meows for me or translates to the English of Humans hopes that one day the eldest boy will take over the typing and the writing as he is more capable than he thinks! If I didn't say, he is Mom's from a previous relationship or marriage and won't say which just as the oldest girl was Dad's from a prior relationship or marriage and again won't say which. My typist knew the family. No the person is not the girlfriend or boyfriend or husband or wife of any of them! The eldest boy also does not look one darned thing like that actor from My Name is Earl (Jason Lee) or that guy from The Kids in the Hall that whacked out old comedy series from HBO from the 1980's / 1990's Scott Thom(p)son and only mention it because the eldest boy is having a great deal of trouble with a couple of guys of that appearance saying they are him and no, he looks absolutely nothing like them! Can't think of anyone famous who looks like Mom's son. Of course, eventually Mom who is quite a capable writer herself could take over this journal but she isn't able to so do right now, just hasn't been feeling well physically and that can demoralize the spirit and deplete the strength. Sorry that this had to be addressed but it was absolutely necessary especially since an identity fraud situation is involved and that is such a rapidly growing crime! Try to meow more later.
Love to Mom, Dandelion Wine

Dinner Supper at Our House

Human supper time was when we hid under the table underfoot and were ignored because the kids were so uncivilized and real barbarians at the dinner table and nothing that Mom or Dad did helped so sometimes they just gave up on that eating meals together as a family and sent them plates in hand downstairs to the family room to eat in front of the tv and fight there. Any of their friends who were invited over to spend the night or to eat were always shocked at their meal time behavior and at the fact either the one they were spending the night with or whose friend they were or Mom or Dad fixed their plate for them saying otherwise you might not get any food with this mob! Mom could and Dad could make them behave with dire threats of consequences of grounding and forced to stay around the house and of doing housework and not just chosen from the chore jar and of no tv, no music, no games, studying from arriving home from school until meal time and then chores but they had to threaten hard for the kids to behave when they had friends sometimes with their own threatened kids in tow over to eat or visit. Usually it was just easier for them and their friends to meet somewhere to socialize as some of their friends were in the same sort of predicament and were already lamenting the me generation 1970’s that told their kids via reading and literature of the time via example and some tv programs and movies that they should be spoiled rotten & shouldn’t have manners and should be allowed to do as they darn well pleased! They were fond of talking to their parents about how spoiled their friends and classmates at school were and how they got many more luxuries of life than did they and got better clothes (and of course this only got worse in the 1980’s the age of conspicuous consumption when the younger kids were still at home and the older ones were gone making their way in the world already) and better and more food and no rules or few and they could stay out as late as they wanted even on a school night and just on and on and although all of it wasn’t true some of it certainly was especially for certain groups of their friends. We were also in the time of training your dogs and cats is wrong from some groups and just let the dogs be dogs and the cats be cats coming out of that time in the 1960’s and from some environmentally conscious people but that didn’t apply for the most part to us cats although sometimes Dad would say this repeat this and say they should be allowed to live as cats and not have restrictions placed upon them.

But, I was talking about the joys of meal times and for now just the at the table meals when we two cats hid out under the tables and chairs and waited for the fur to fly so to speak. Wild animals at the table were these kids and the food would be placed on the table and Mom would want if not a prayer as she wasn’t much on praying a moment of silence or meditation probably partly to calm everyone down at the scent and excitement of the table containing large amounts of good food different types different times but although the kids later, same kids who preferred junk, swore Mom forced junk food down their throats that’s just not true and she made many efforts to get them to eat healthy food good vegetables but they turned up their noses at different types of squash prepared in different fashions: baked, casseroles, herbal style, even containing meats, cheeses, bread crumbs preparations and crouton ones. No they preferred all veggies to be boiled to death until non recognizable which they called Midwestern style USA because they had lived in the Midwest before although Mom told them that’s not Midwestern style -- well some country cooks. Prevalent style there unknown by me. We liked Mom’s squash preparations even if they didn’t and they would always have paper towels or paper dinner napkins to slip us some under the table. They went through so many paper towels and paper napkins in that fashion slipping us whatever food they didn’t like such as skirt steak or lamb chunks or bell peppers or specially prepared baked chicken in different sauces and with different veggies. At least a couple of times per week their parents would make the effort to force them to eat right and the rest of the week they got what they clamored for (and we still got some of that) which was pork ‘n beans and all manner of beans as long as it wasn’t green veggie anything and hotdogs and hamburgers and fried chicken though their Mom rarely made that and continued to bake, broil, boil the chicken, chicken and dumplings, all manner of canned meal preparations and boxed meals, grocery store pizza, potato chips.

We had such a good time hiding out under the table and being slipped squash casserole on napkins and paper towels and broiled chicken although they discovered they got caught if they slipped us the bones too! We had green beans and strings of cheese from Mom’s tuna casserole which they also didn’t like, wonderful health food and regular meat loaf, specially baked diced herbal potatoes and even stew slipped to us on washable dishes when they could get away with it and soups. Mom was such a good cook and Dad could cook when he wanted to give it a go, had some good recipes down. Will talk about meal time more another time but for now the kids did change as they grew up and actually talked of all those wonderful meals that their Mom made for them and as some left home, not all, they missed her home cooked meals and realized how lucky they had been. The eldest girl never really took to Mom’s cooking because she was always on this or that meal plan and this or that diet which always required special foods and special ways to prep the food and her Dad bought those foods for her until she started working and he made those foods for her. The eldest son and eldest child became very athletic and health conscious and only partly due to the fact he discovered girls and so he did appreciate some of his Mother’s cooking. Miss Mom’s meals because I the beloved cat of hers got to share in them and she even cooked special food just for me sometimes but I’ll save that all for another time!
From my eyes to Mom’s, Dandelion Wine