Yesterday was such a buuutiful DOTD with Kenny and Taylor both getting their forever homes! THanks for my fun zealies from Smiley Cassanova, Teebo, Callie and Rose, Milo and family, Anna and her family. Extra special thank you to Littleboy for my sweet heart!!!

So, tomorrow be da big Derby (horses running in circles)Day! Mom was kinda routing for Take Charge Indy until Steph told her that she knows the little farm where Union Rags was foaled and saw him when he was a little baby foal.

Diary of the Day!!

Iz be meowless with awe! Iz is da DOTD pick!! Great joy and happiness! Thank you onez and allz. An' I have a very puuurrrty picture made by ~Rory, Tundra, Manytoes, & Lynzee~. What talent! Sos, wez is all checkin' out dez ponies for da Derby on Saturday. All diz fuss and it's over in two minutes. Unlike baseball where the series is for seven or so games. Lots o money in a very very short few minutes.

May is Here!!! That means......

....lots o birthdays today!! Must beez lots o kitties get borned in a springtime. Maybe that why they invite Mother's Day. Hope Linus gets me suffin nice for Mother's Day.

But May is also Derby Day! Yep, this Saturday horses gets to run 'round in circles and peeplz cheers and wears cool hats. Don't get it myself. Nobody cheers when I run round in circles. But must humor da peeplz. So we gonna party da peeplz gonna drink Ale-8 and eat bourbon chikun (only good chikun is dead chikun). An' Suzanne get all grumbly cause some peeplz drinks more n Ale-8 and den she an' her partner hafta go get 'em after dey bust up der cars and derselfs. So for da week in honor of da Derby, I call myself Lucky Lucy!

Holy Moly - Cat of the DAY!!!!

Wow, DDP yesterday, now Cat of the Day!!!! I am soooo excited! I need a picture! Mom, stop playing around with trying to buy a phone and make me a pawsome picture!!!!!!!

I is DDP!!!

I started feelin' better dis morning. Announced to mom at 5:34 a.m. I wanted to eat. Don't understand why dat did not maker her happy, but o well. A very good day to be diary pick!!!

I feel sick so leave me alone!

Sometimes it really seems we kitties get sick in a hurry. Everything fine this morning. Mom came home from work, saw a client, then suddenly I was snarling and spitting at peeplz. Not like me at all. She and Steph wanted to help, but I just wanted everyone to get away from me and was willing to fight for it. Then I ran to the poo box and strained and strained and made just this little tiny puddle. Mom knowed that not good. Steph called the emergency vet (they know us really well cause none of us ever gets sick during office hours). Then mom got that carrier and off into the night. I really mad now, howling and crying all the way! Then I got real luvy at the vet and started purring and rubbing, cause I realized that Mom and Steph were my way outta that place! So, the vet says I have a URI, but not a blockage. Guess I get to have some of Linus' special food now. I did get to come home and started on medicine. Mom gave me some of the pain medicine that we had for Miranda when her legs were broke, so now I'm not in such a bad mood anymore. Still don't feel good, but mom says the medicine will help me start feeling better soon. Hope so......sigh.

My Irish Story

My dad's (or during this month we call him 'Da')grandparents came from Ireland where there is a tale that is passed down from generation to generation. So, let us prepare for the festivities of Tao's birthday AND St. Patrick's Day with our family tale (not tail!).

Kittens, gather round for the story of Tadhg Mór Ua Cellaigh:

It was 1014. What would later be called the Battle of Contarf was about to ensure. The morning was crystal clear, the air crisp, and autumn leaves splashing the hillsides in hues of red, orange, and yellow. The sea beyond the battle field sparkled in the sunlight. But the Danes were coming across the valley, destroying the valiant defenders of Brian Boru before them. Brian, the High King of Ireland lifted his eyes upon hearing a new battle cry-the cry of the hopes of Ireland as Tadhg Mor, sword held high, led the Clan of O'Kelly into the fierce foray. His battle cry "Turris Fortis Mihi Deus!-God is my Tower of Strength!" rallied not just the clansmen of O'Kelly but all the forces of Ireland to take heart and renew their fight. The Dane commander, knowing the strength of the defenders lie within Tadhg, sent orders for his crack troops to take him at all costs. They managed to entrap Tadhg in the shallows of the sea where, at last, one delivered a mortal strike, ending the life of the grand chieftain. It was then the most extraordinary thing happened. The sea began to boil and foam like a hot cauldron. From the depths of the foam arose an immense creature said to have the head of a fox, chest of an elephant, mane of a horse, forelegs of an eagle, the body and hind legs of a hound, and the tail of a lion. Issuing flames and a fearsome roar from its mighty yaw, the breast stood protectively over the floating body of the slain warrior. The Danes, upon seeing the creature were set to flight and driven to defeat.

Sadie Hawkins Day!

Yep - Lucy tells another story! All you little kittens gather round!

Happy Feb 29 - that round here is also called Sadie Hawkins Day. Whaz dat? Well, once upon a time, dere was a this not so cute humanz girl names Sadie Hawkins who was havin' trouble findin' a man, so her Pa get all the bachelor guys together on Feb 29 and sayz "When ah fires [my gun], all o' yo' kin start a-runnin! When ah fires agin—after givin' yo' a fair start—Sadie starts a runnin'. Th' one she ketches'll be her husbin." (This is assuming that cute guyz is also slow.) So, to all us girlz -- Happy Sadie Hawkins Day!!!

Makes You Angry Makes You Cry!!

Yesterday a little foal (about 4 weeks old) was brought to Stephanie's clinic. The owner wanted to put him down because his hocks were not fully developed. When they examined him, just a little time was all he would need and he was a perfectly healthy little baby. The owner insisted they put him down!! Reason: so he would not have to pay the $100K stud fee for an imperfect horse! The people at the clinic tried several things, reasoning, getting him to a horse rescue, destroying his papers and just donating him to someone (like us!). Nothing worked. The owner won prevailed because the only way not to pay his fee was to have proof of euthanasia for being unsound. Of course the owner was extremely wealthy. For him $100K would have been nothing. Everyone was just devastated. The race horse industry is just awful! Steph's boss has been an equine vet for 36 years and said it is stuff like this that makes him want to retire. I do not know any more detail. Wish they could have put him in a stall, said he was put down, then spirit him away. Apparently it could not be done. Everyone angry and sad.

My Burfffday!!!!

Ha! My burfffday! I gets the special fishies and catnip, luvin' and purrrs! mom bought me a new catnip toy yesterday! Was gonna change my picture, but I like my picture with Littleboy do much!