Happy 4th weekend from your Elderwise Kit-tah!

Goodness....I can hear that RB scratching away in the box out there. I'm resting in my patch of sun. My daddy 'did' a yacht cruise for the rescue they work with and mommy helped. Daddy went to work and didn't have much sleep and mommy got up with him because....well, I have warned mommy about having that air conditioner on! I like it warm and I love the sun on my fur in the morning!

Mommy and daddy are looking into getting me a harness and lead, Mommy thinks I'd enjoy getting out for a bit, but safely. And now the RB is having a temper tantrum because mommy is taking dictation for me in here.

Mommy had the week off, but it was such a busy week that she was always on the go. She said she was 'home' but she was busy and alot of it was 'out'. Hmmm. Well, I'm going to claim my few hours, even if the RB does cry.

Mommy told me she'd like to go back to sleep, but that none of us let her...the RB will cry and cry. She said she may go lay on the sofa for a bit. Of course, I want her with me, too.

It's so sunny and warm, and I so love laying in my patch of sunlight.

May all of you have a wonderful 4th of July, stay away from the noise, and enjoy all the Goodness of being Cat!

Elderwise star kitties take heed...

Hello Kit-tahs. Have you missed Moi?
It's been a long few weeks, I know. I'm feeling quite well. In fact, I love the huge box with clothes they haven't gotten out of this room yet, as it enables me to sit upon it and gaze out the window at squirrels and birds. I talk with Mommy alot, sit on the computer desk, and help.

I go back for my rechceck soon. I feel good. I need more freedom, and mommy thinks I'm bored. She and daddy are looking into getting me a harness. She had one that is just a bit too small, she's going to try it on the Bub.

Dear friends, I should like to know if anyone here is creative, and would like to create a video with me? I should like to have someone collaborate with me on 'Noms Cat Dance'. Daddy laughs when Mommy tells him I am a Star. Daddy says he knows it.

But we have been thinking about this.

Mommy thinks I would be fine on a harness and leash. I don't know. But maybe it would be fun. Mommy said she would probably just see how I did for car rides with my carrier and take it slow. Mommy at my next check up is also going to ask about micro chipping me.

For the Elderwise and their people.....

As I lay in a sun patch and snooze up a storm
In the heat of the summer when it's nice and warm
I think of my friends that are Elder wise
That come in all shapes and colors and size
And you pet pawerents, you lucky one's you!
Because being Elderwise is a blessing to you!

Yes we can be cranky, yes we can be sore
When a small,furry paw meets a cold hard floor
Sometimes Arthur-itis rears his ugly head
Making us stiff when we get out of bed
And next thing a pill is shoved in our jaw!
So can you blame us when we get Smacky Paw?
And then sometimes water is put in our skin
Or sometihng in our food so we won't get thin
Yes, being Elderwise can be a challenge you see
But we still have fun and play with great glee!

Being Elderwise, we're wise and we Know
We purr in great wisdom, we engage the flow
We puff up our furr and dance sideways at dawn
Across a kitchen counter or a lush fenced lawn
We place our furry paw on your human hand
You see we know you're ours to command!

Being Elderwise, we snooze where we please
We growl at the youngers, or you, when you tease
We pace across counters, taste your dinner plate
Share laps with your company to show that we're great.

We contort into yoga, our leg above ear
As with graceful style we lick at our rear
Elderwise kitties, we strech on the floor
Then make a mad dash for an open door

I open my eye, and consider it all
It's grand and I'm happy and having a ball
I'm an Elderwise spirit in light topaz fur
As I knead and I 'rrrppt' and rumble a purr
And with Power of the Paw I toss blessings afar
Be proud Elderwise Kitties of all that you are!

Hello all...lets remind Humans it's ADOPT A CAT MONTH

My Dear Friends,
My pawrents and the other Kew Cats send out this message to all who would contemplate bringing a cat into their home...June is cat adoption month.
I was adopted, and they are so lucky to have me.
I want everyone to know I'm doing well, resting now on my blanket, napping in the heat of the afternoon that isn't too hot as mommy is home and has the air on.
Please forgive me not posting...mommy has been sixes and sevens but is getting her breath and is typing now as I dictate.

Dear all who have too recently 'lost' a cat.

Please open your heart to another. We cats, well, especially we Elderwise, thrive in a home. Many of us in shelters or those of us eeking it out on the streets...we need homes, and so very much so. I know how lucky I am every time a food dish is placed before me, or when mommy plays with me. Or when Daddy cuddles me.

I reach out a paw, and ask you 'have you hugged your cat today?'
And remind you...you're in my heart, always,

Natalie the Natcat

Purrs for our pal, Xena, Queen T's little sister. Hang in- there Kit-tah!

Goodness!
What a week!
With all this going on I may have to leave the comfort of my bed I allow my parwrents to sleep on with me and hide under it!

We just heard this news. We haven't been on much this week, because Mommy and Daddy have had some chaos...mommy's step dad is critical in the hospital. My darling dad goes back for a Pet scan on June 24th and may have to have chemo.

Mommy and Daddy have been trying to catch up with Cat House stuff, and so haven't been able to dictate for me, and my Kit-tahs, you know it's hard for me to do this myself!

That said, I wanted to post on this.

This seems to be quite a time most of us are having.
It's making even our human companions cat a tonic. Well, we're cats, and we are tonics for them!

Xena, We are sending you power of the paw. Please know you aren't alone. I gave mommy a little nip today and a swish of my tail to remind her who's boss.

You remind that vet! And let your mom k now that you're a resilliant and darling, such a wonderous kitty! I think your name should be Xena, the Wonder Kitty!!!!

No surgery keeps us down. Nope! I'm proof positive of that! I am the energizer kitty, waking daddy and mommy up at 4:30am because I want to eat!

You are felinekind, and you, too, have this abililty.

Know I'm purring up a storm for you here...and with a little stretch, my paw reaches out across the distance...and touches you in blessing.

with much love,
Natalie the Natcat

Sorry for the delay....update on me and on Daddy

Thank you all!
And please, another round of purrs for my daddy. He has his next biopsy on his elbow this coming Friday.

The biopsy on his hip-it went well. The whole tumor was small, and taken out at the time of the biopsy, as well as the tissue around it, which was clear. The tumor itself was stage 2 sarcoma. It was small, kittahs, and thank goodness, as it was small, they feel it is all gone-and daddy may not need chemo or radiation.

Please purr up a storm for him on Friday, which is the one on the elbow!

As for me, I am doing well. I have to have a 'follow up' x ray and exam, but I am doing remarkably! I have filled out and am enjoying sleeping on the bed, playing with my toys and if I could wish for more it would be that I could have the run of the whole apartment, but mommy and daddy say that I am the 'Tiny Natalie Terror' and growl and become vicious whenever I see the other cats...so that I have the bedroom to myself. But I bask in the sun in the morning and snooze in the afternoon.

Mommy apologizes for being a poor secretary...she's been so taken up with worry about my daddy, and of course, she goes to work daily as does daddy to pay for our cat food and litter.

I have missed you all, and want you to know that I think of you all a great deal! Mommy will be posting some pictures soon...

Back to napping for now...

love,
Natalie the Natcat

A sleepy rainy day-my day after last (hopefully) chemo- treatment.

Hello Kit-tahs,

I am laying all cozied up in the big bed I allow my parwrents to sleep in at night and warm my small orange body.
Today I am snuggled in, I am nibbling my food.
My treatment yesterday went well. My doctor says I'm doing fabulously! He told Daddy I come back in a month for a recheck and chest x ray.
I did move when they were putting in the medicine and I have a bruise on my leg. I was also not as compliant as before. Doc thinks thats because I'm getting stronger and more fiesty with time. Daddy told the tech that now I will not allow the boys in 'my room' and she laughed and said 'A typical red-head'. I thrive, my darhlings. I prosper.
I am not a typical anything.
I am snuggled up here, and very annoyed because the RB was here in this room when I was gone-I sniffed everywhere and he had been in my box, on my scratching post, on my blankie!!!! That....that...RB!
I don't know why Mommy let him in. Sigh. It's hard getting good help.
I'm going to rest today-it is raining outside. Mommy has one small window open in here and I wish she would have closed it. She is under the impression that I need air. There is air on the planet, and I would have been happier to be warmer. But she did leave the big plush blanket on the bed for me to snuggle under.
Last night I snuggled for a long while between mommy and daddy, and I turned my motor on full speed. Which is good because I was nice and warm and being doted on as it should be.
At least I'm running properly. Daddy had to reschedule an appointment for the Cat House cats becuase our car, Snowball was not running properly and must go to the car vet today.
Even the car gets stuff done.
Well, Kit-tahs, I am going to take my morning beauty rest! I want to thank all of you who are being so kind....Tink, Queen T, Roo, Sweets, Adorable Ingen, Tigger, Angel Alex and Lacey and Finn, Big Harry who is such a lovely gent, our kind Cat friend who shines as an angel Boxie Brown, Moe, Angel Marrakesh and baby sis Samsara, The Tropical Trouttown tabbies, Simba and the Cornwall Crew, our New Orleans friends,and well, every single one of you who have sent us such good wishes and purrs for myself and my daddy. Daddy's biopsy is Friday-keep those purrs coming! :)
I wanted to take the time to thank all those Pet Pawrents who have been through so much these past few months...purrs to all of you, from this small and yes, 'Spirited' Elderwise kity. We love you all so very much

Hello Kit-tahs...what a week!

Dear Kit-tah ones,
I am so sorry for the delay in writing. So much has been going on here.
My daddy is having a biopsy May 7th. Please send him lots of love, prayers and healing energy. The good news is that if it is 'that thing'-well, a bone marrow biopsy has been done and it has not gone into the bone. On May 7th, they will do a biopsy. It is an 'outpatient' thing, and Daddy will come home afterward.
Daddy has some pain in his hip, his knee and his elbow. It was at first thought it was arthritis, but tumors have been found in these places.
He is calm and collected as ever. Of course, mommy is scared, but she's getting better. Mommy and I had a long talk. 'Look at me? What do you see? A small Orange Abbysinian mix? No, Mommy!!!! I am a NAT CAT! I am a Guide, and I am proof positive that love and good care overcome all!'

So, the woman has calmed down, which is only what one must do if one wants one's typist to get down to work.

I am well, myself. Enjoying the warmer weather and having this room to myself! I have been so enjoying frisking and playing, and have my own little toys. Just now I'm contemplating a sleep in my little bed. The window is open-screened of course!

My sister Bella saw the vet this past week-her own vet, mind you! Dr. P said to watch Bella to my pawrents. Well, they do this all the time, anyway. Mommy, well somewhat obsessively. She is told that Bella may have a hyperthroid, and since Bella has thrown up twice today, she may have her little long haired self carted back over there to have her 't4' level checked.

Ah, well.

Mommy and Daddy have been spending time trying to get that Cat House in order. I humored Mommy and told her I might consider posting a picture of the cats and the place up there....as if you'd want to look at that as opposed to my lovely self.

Well, time for my beauty sleep!

kiss kiss to all,

Natalie the NatCat Tiny Face Tiny Paws.

I'm not the sort of cat to be pushed around in a 'carriage'.

Ah Kit-tahs,
Is the Catfather about?

This evening, daddy told mommy that he had, along with the rescue's director, registered them for a 'walk' (well, really a run, but you can walk in it) for April 30th. Mommy looked at him and said 'and how am I supposed to do that with my heel spur?' And daddly looked sad and said it was already done. He said 'well, you know what? We'll borrow 'Lisas' (our neighbor) pet carriage and take Natalie!
And I heard that...and I went 'what? Pur me in a carriage and take me out of my nice cozy room and expose me to the OUTSIDE WORLD?
Well...hmmmm...it doesn't sound so bad, really.
But then, I started to think about it. And there might be Goggies there. Goggies lived at the Rescue. They are loud creatures. They bark. They whine. They even drool.
Yes, occasionally I drool too. But what does one expect frm a cat undergoing chemo?
Well, I am wondering if I will go. I have mixed feelings about it, but they-the humans seem to be reconsidering it. Because mommy doesn't want me to get upset, and she thinks it's going to be a LONG DAY. She is giving daddy the kind of look I give Ruffy when he wanders into my space. Mommy has a heel spur. I don't know what that is, exactly except she limps around in the morning for awhile.
I do not deny that a nice sunny day outside in a padded coach with much comforts would not be a bad thing, perhaps! But the carriage might smell of other cats. And what if I should have to use the facilities? That would not be pleasant.
I think I'd prefer to just loll about and meow at them in protest when they come home. Walk or no walk, I expect my dinner on time.

Ah, a lovely warm blanket awaits.
Nighty night Kit-tahs.
Natalie the Natcat

TCIF Thank Catness it's Friday-ah, to be me!

Hello Kit-tahs!

Firstly, little tiny kittynips to Alex's person, Lisa. Lisa, darling, we hope you are doing well. We think having Finny and Lacey to keep you on your toes and amused must cheer you, darlhing. You just get yourself a little cup of tea, and remember, the Universe is evolving as it should. We don't want you sad...we do understand....sigh...because Louie's jump to lightspeed was just to sudden for mommy and daddy....but, truly....it will all be just fine.

Now, I will relay someting that will make you laugh.
This morning mommy was deep asleep, curled up on her side, and daddy was taking his time getting up. He kept looking at the clock and mumbling something. Well, I read his lips. And he was saying how he might be late for work....and then he would lapse back into sleep.

Well, my stomach does not know 'late' and I was hungry. I climbed daddy...like a large hill, and then I sat up on his shoulder and I looked into his face but his eyes were closed and I said "WROROOOOWWWWWWW!!!!" As in, hurry up and get me my food!!! There is something wrong here that my breakfast isn't sitting in front of me!!! You're late!!!! You're late!!!! What if you forget to feed me!!!! I'm going to faint from hunger!!!!"

Well, I guess sometimes I do meow loudly...as you may know...I am a little hard of hearing.

Well, Daddy sat straight up and I was still on his shoulder and my little clawsies hung on and he went "OOWOOWWWWW!"

But, he got up, kit-tahs. He got up and went away.
So when he was going to get my breakfast, and I could hear the boys out there tripping him up and meowing for their food...I decided to go and use my litter box. I leapt down and to the box. But then when I came out the floor was VERY COLD! I ran across the room and leapt up onto the bed...right onto mommy's stomach and at the same time I said "ROOOOORWWWWW!!!!' as in: 'The floor is freeszing! Do you want my little pawss to turn to icicles? Why do you persist in having that window open? Don't you know that when it drops below 65 my ears begin to get cold? Do you want me to report you to the ASPCA for cruelty? I'm going to....' and I stopped, because daddy had come in with breakfast. And I stared up at him and protested when he put the food down because my paws and ears were cold so he had to wrap my little blanket around me when I ate. Mommy said 'thanks, Natalie.' And I said 'prrrrt!' which meant Thank you! Thank you so very much!

So all of you...have a wonderful Friday afternoon.

With a satisfied cat smile....

Natalie the Natcat