~Bless Wally & Wild Child~

Dear Diary,

I’ve had many kind people write to me over the years and tell me that they are now sponsoring a kitty from Best Friends in my honor. (grateful purrs) I also know of many that sponsor kitties from there that are not because of me. Mol! (more grateful purrs) Bless all who sponsor a kitty/animal at Best Friends, a rescue or shelter and all who volunteer and help out any homeless pet!

Recently WALLY‘s family kindly began sponsoring one of my fellow furmates from the Great Kitty Rescue. Wally’s diary entry about the beautiful and sweet Wild Child has been chosen twice as a DDP, and we hope his message travels far and wide. Let’s all see Miss WC in her loving and forever home by this Christmas! That gorgeous girl has been patiently waiting at Best Friends for her perfect home to come along for 4 years now.

I’ve read some comments regarding her name and I just giggle. Back when meomy called Best Friends to see if they could come rescue my fellow furmates, she estimated that there were approximately 250 of them still alive. Imagine the surprise as around 800 cats were recovered, all needing immediate medical care, one by one quickly having to go through the intake process…. and each be given a name! That's a ton of names to speedily think up. A lot of the kitties that appeared feral/wild at the beginning, in reality turned out to be sweethearts as such the case with Wild Child. Best Friends states that she is now very loving and playful and would do wonderful in a home of her own with one or two other kitties.

I know a lot of us have as many pets as we can handle, so I’m not asking that one of my Catster friends adopt her. But, if I may, I would like to ask one thing….. Please take a moment to picture in your mind Wild Child being in her perfect home, surrounded by love and comfort. I believe if we all do this, feel the love and the joy of her being adopted, then it will come to be. And if you could in any way, pass along her story and info on how to adopt her that would be so appreciated. http://adoptions.bestfriends.org/Default.aspx?dbid=1013278

This is what WILD CHILD looked like when meomy first arrived to help, and this is her NOW. (Pic thanks to Wally’s mom.)

Dreams do come true, let's all dream of Wild Child being in her own home for Christmas!

Congrats on your DDP honors, Sweet Wally!

Ooh ooh, Aah aah!
Hugs & Love
Lil' Muppet

~overflowing with love & gratitude~

Dear Diary,

Meomy told me this morning ‘Happy Thanksgiving!’ and then she picked me up, showered me with kisses, told me how grateful she was to have me in her life, told me ‘I love you, I love you, I love you right down to every single piece of fur on you!’ I purred out loud to show her that I love and am grateful for her too.

Thanksgiving, ooh ooh! For me, I believe it’s all about love. It reminds me to keep focused and count all of my blessings that I have right now in my life no matter how big or small. Blessings all originate from love. Like the love from above that moved kind people, circumstances and events to:

* bring my meomy and me together *

* guide us to this wonderful and loving community of like minds, known as Catster, where we have met so, so many pawsome friends *

* bring to a reality Muppet’s Bucket Fundraiser that truly saved my life *

* bring the knowledgeable Doc Forbes into my life at a time when I needed her the most *


I had my annual check-up yesterday. I weighed in at 9 pounds and my doc and meomy were thrilled with the results of my blood work. Other than my kidney disease, which showed no worse than last year’s exam, I am one healthy kitty!

I am so blessed in so many ways, and I am overflowing with love and gratitude for everyone and for every great thing in my life! Thank You!!

I wish everyone a Blessed and Happy Thanksgiving! And I send each of you kind thoughts of Love and Health!

Ooh ooh, Aah aah!
Grateful Purrs & Hugs
Lil’ Muppet
*The most thankful Muppethead ever!*

~ camping out ~

Dear Diary,

I’m camping! I wish that I could say I was camping out with my beau, Grey, at a nice place where there’s lots of critters and birdies. Or camping out in a comfy place in our home staying cozy and warm. But the truth is that I have taken up camping right next to our bowls that usually contain our crunchy dry food. Notice the term ‘usually contain’. Yep, for some odd reason they are all empty! Humph! And for some other odd reason meomy has been aware of this for several days and hasn’t filled them back up. *scratches head*

Sampson is loving this because he gets to eat as much yummy wet food as he wants, whenever he wants it. Meomy is not so happy about that because he tends to eat too quickly and sometimes re-deposits the food right back on the carpet.

Nakita, who normally throws her nose up in the air and refuses to eat wet food, finally became very hungry and is now eating whatever meomy gives her. Meomy is liking this because she has always preferred that all of us kitties eat more wet than dry food.

Chico is just flat out confused and non-stop screams to be let outside. He tells me that he likes the wet food, but then wants outside because he can hunt down his own crunchy food. This is driving meomy crazy, because he follows her around the house rudely screaming at her that he wants to be let outside right ‘NEEOOOOW!’ *giggles*

I’m not quite sure what’s going on here, but I kind of get the feeling that our feed store messed up meomy’s order again. This happened to our neighbor’s kitty, Justice, not too long ago. His mom bought a different brand of dry food and it almost sent sweet Justice to the Bridge. After witnessing that, meomy refuses to risk that with any of us, so our only option is eating the wet food until our brand of dry food arrives. Our neighbor felt so bad when he saw me pathetically camping out next to the empty bowls, that he told meomy that he will go to Las Vegas tomorrow and pick up our NB dry for both Justice’s family and ours. *grateful purrs*

Until then, you can be sure to find me diligently sleeping next to our dry food bowls which meomy finds quite odd because…. I don’t eat dry food! Mol!


Purrs and prayers for all of the ill kitties & doggies. And gentle hugs & prayers of comfort for those who have had to say their sad goodbyes for now to their beloved furry family members. There have been so many recently. *sad purrs*

Ooh ooh, Aah aah!
Hugs & Love
Lil’ Muppet

~ A nightmare adventure, I got lost ~

Dear Diary,

Some things never seem to change and yet astonishingly some things do. Take for example my fursis, Nakita. She has never hid the fact that she hasn’t cared for me since the day she spotted me freely roaming around her kingdom. She often has reminded me that her feelings for me haven’t changed over the years, and in fact she’s appeared to like me less and less. Humph! I’ve tried everything I can think of to make peace with her, but all attempts have not gone in my favor. That was all until my recent adventure I tried to take myself on which ended up with me getting myself lost in the scary desert for several hours.


Meomy had a neighbor friend over last Sunday evening and they were sitting out on the back patio chatting and listening to music. It became quite late, but with our recent record breaking hot temperatures meomy loved the cooler temperatures outdoors at night. Us kitties are not allowed outside after it becomes dark, so I sat at the back slider dreaming of being out there with them. Now and then I would ‘ooh ooh’ and give my most pathetic looking expressions in hopes that they would feel sorry for me and let me out with them. Then, to my surprise, meomy’s neighbor talked meomy into letting Nakita and I out with them. Hurray!

Nakita and I were sitting right off of the patio on the lawn. Because Nakita can’t see, she has bionic ears and within no time she heard a grasshopper scurrying through the grass. That was fun until I got too close to Nakita and her grasshopper! She bopped me twice on my head and threatened to do worse if I approached her that close again. Humph! Meomy scolded Nakita, told me I was a good girl, so I just sat back pouting for a minute wishing Nakita was a nicer sister.

Then the idea popped into my head….. “I can go find my own grasshopper, or better yet… a bigger grasshopper…. or perhaps even something better! Yes!! I will make it an adventure!” I waited for meomy to glance at me once more, which she continuously had been doing about every thirty seconds, and then I slipped over the fence.

Now I’m no dummy when it comes to ‘me, fences and my meomy.’ Nope! She can be right behind me quicker than the butler on Mr. Deeds, no joke! So once I quietly escaped our fence, I immediately snuck over the abandoned house’s fence next door and began my adventure in that backyard. I immediately saw all of the commotion coming from my back yard and house. Gates flying open, flashlights going around and around our home. Our once neighbor’s pristine backyard had now become an abandoned place overcome with weeds, perfect for my hunting adventure, and impossible for meomy or anyone else to spot me roaming around in. Unfortunately for me, it also made it impossible for me to remember which fence to jump over to get back to my backyard’s fence. I jumped the wrong one and became hopelessly lost out in the desert for several hours!

Meomy was out of her mind with worry, and the search party for me kept getting expanded further and further out into the desert. I could hear the coyotes yip every time they caught something, and I knew that meomy was praying hard that they hadn’t caught me. I also could feel the Angels around me trying to guide me back home, but I was so scared I just wanted to hide.... and I just wanted my meomy!

Three hours into my nightmare adventure, the Angels did finally guide me home. (Thank you for everyone’s prayers!) The search party was called off at 12:30 that night when I suddenly jumped into my own backyard. Meomy scooped me up and I hugged her all the way as she carried me inside. Meomy could see that I was traumatized and although filthy dirty, I was thankfully unharmed. It was obvious that I was not just out having fun, that I had gotten lost, was freaked out and was sooooo relieved to be back home.

So, now here’s the odd thing. Since that night Nakita has become my shadow! No kidding, she acts like we are best friends and hangs around close to me. The day after my adventure, she was so tired yet constantly kept insisting on following me around and lying next to me. *scratches head* When she did take a nap, she made sure that she had her paw somewhere on me, and if I got up she would immediately wake up and follow me. What is up with that? I’m not sure, but I do hope that she continues being a nice fursis from now on. She can be my ears and I can be her eyes, what a team we could make!

Special Purrs and Prayers for all of our kitty friends who’ve become ill, had to leave their loved ones to journey to the Bridge, and for the lost kitties. MR. D, PLEASE COME HOME!

Prayers also for all affected by the hurricane.

Ooh, ooh, Ahh, ahh!
Hugs & Love,
Lil’ Muppet

~ feathered hostages and silly wind ~

Dear Diary,

Chico just brought in a real, live birdie and let it go inside the house! Yep, I kid you not! Oh my did we all have fun chasing that little birdie around! Meomy even joined in the chase, although she didn’t have an expression of fun on her face…. for some reason it appeared more a look of stress and horror! Mol! Around and around we all went until Nakita, the blind one naturally, corralled it inside of a cat toy. I raced over ‘ooh oohing’ telling her that I wanted a close up look of this pretty lil’ birdie.

But then meomy came over and we watched in confusion as she picked up the cat toy, walked out the front door, walked up to our big tree out front and…. set our feathered hostage free!! Huh?? My one chance to get up close and personal with a live birdie and meomy has to ruin it! Humph! The other day Sampson captured a live birdie too, his first one ever! He proudly brought it inside and meomy had it in a split second and put it in the tree out front also. *scratches head and just doesn’t understand meomy at times*

The wind has been blowing off and on like crazy for lots of days. I don’t know what it is, but when the wind picks up, so does my spunkiness! Meomy says that I turn into a wild-child and act too silly! Like yesterday, suddenly the wind started howling through the family room window… as fast as I could, I scampered sideways all the way down the hall, through the dining room, out the back door, across the yard and disappeared over the fence!! All while running sideways, and all in a split second! And then as fast as I disappeared over the fence, I came back over it and just stood there with my tail and fur blowing around wildly in the wind. *giggles* Meomy couldn’t stop laughing, she says that I’m just too comical! I can’t help it, for some reason the wind does that to me.

Hope everyone is having a nice Memorial Day weekend!

Purrs and prayers for those who are ill. Special prayers of comfort for Kitty Pryde and her momma who had to say their sad goodbyes for now to sweet INDIANA .

Happy Birthday Sissel and Bella-PAWS!!

Ooh ooh, Aah, aah!
Hugs & Love
Lil’ Muppet

~ another fun adventure spoiled by mom ~

Dear Diary,

Sissy C and Meomy took down the Christmas decorations this evening. Humph! I sure like all of those cool decorations, they’re so shiny, pretty and fun to play with… when meomy’s not looking! *giggles* A lot of the decorations are stored in a huge blue container and meomy says that I have no idea how close I came to being stored in there with them.

All of the boxes fit like a gig-saw puzzle into this container and when meomy went to place one big box on top of the box that was on the bottom, she heard a distant… “Ooh ooh!” She stopped and looked around expecting to see me near by but I was not in sight. When she went to fit the box once again into the container she heard it again, the faint,“Ooh ooh!” Sissy C heard it this time too and was glancing around for me. To their disbelief I was in that bottom box! OMC!! How I got in there they have no idea because the box was closed up! Meomy opened up the box and retrieved me with an all-in-one kind of ‘shock, worried, and relieved’ look on her face. I immediately ‘ooh oohed’ and jumped back into the container and starting pawing at the box in an attempt to crawl back in it. Humph! Meomy always ruins my fun adventures!

We hope all of our friends had a lovely Christmas and we wish you all the best in the New Year and beyond! Thank you for all of the wonderful cards and presents. Meomy and I are a bit belated on sending some back out. They are sitting here waiting for meomy to get down to the P.O. to send out and we’re shooting for this Monday to get them mailed.

Purrs & Prayers for all of the ill kitties and doggies, and gentle hugs of comfort for those who are grieving the loss of a beloved furry family member.

Ooh ooh, Aah ahh!
Hugs and Love
Lil’ Muppet

~not afraid of loud fireworks, just human feet~

Dear Diary,

Last night the park near our home put on a fireworks display that was just as nice and lasted as long as our town’s 4th of July one! Yep! It was pawsome and Sissy C, meomy and I sat outback and watched all of the pretty colors lighting up the sky. We have no idea what the occasion was, but it sure was fun to watch. The rest of my furmates, as usual, hid underneath various pieces of furniture throughout our home until it was over because the loud booms really frighten them. Not me, I sat right with meomy and ooh & aahed the entire time! *giggles*

This has been only the second time that I’ve been allowed outside since my injury. The depo-medrol shot lasts 30 days, so even after I started feeling a lot better I still wasn’t allowed to leave the house. Humph! It was a bit depressing watching Armani, Chico and Sampson be able to romp around outside and I was always told ‘not yet’. It was nice playing with meomy though and not having the boys ruin it by charging in and pushing me away so they could play too. *purrs*

It turned out that meomy did not have to go to Denver after all and I was so happy about that! She was told almost at the last minute that she could testify via telephone if need be. On one hand she was so relieved that she did not have to leave us kitties alone for two days, but on the other hand she was really upset that the miscommunication had cost her a lot of bucks in non-refundable airline tickets and hotel reservations for her and Sissy C. Meomy won’t know anymore on the outcome of the appeal until next month.

Another miscommunication that happened recently was that meomy was informed that she was going to be asked to put her name as president of the spay & neuter organization she has always been vice president of. She now has been informed that another person is going to take over the organization and keep it going. Meomy has mixed emotions as she doesn’t really know this person but for the most part she is relieved she doesn't have to do it. A big scandal took place awhile back involving the president and ended up with her in jail and the police’s mug shot of her on the front page of our newspaper. *sighs* Not a good thing for the group’s reputation!

There has been a long-standing major conflict between the president and meomy, as the president is good friends with the person responsible for the icky place I came from, Flock. The president also saw nothing wrong with that suffering concentration camp for kitties and is upset that meomy helped to bring it to an end. But, right before meomy discovered the conditions at Flock, meomy and ‘D’ started a 501-C3 low cost spay, neuter and vaccination group together and it has tremendously helped cut down on the sad euthanasia’s at our local shelter each week due to overpopulation and unwanted litters. Meomy doesn’t care if she’s president, vice president or even on the board as she just wants the organization to continue on and to do good for our community’s pets, strays, and feral animals. A new sanctuary is trying to open up here, with the guidance of Best Friend’s AS, and meomy had been already leaning towards putting her spare time in to helping with that.

I am doing so much better than I was, but still am not quite completely well. I have to take a trip to Doc Holly tomorrow to have a re-check of my eye and sinuses as I still have a runny nose and I’m sneezing a lot again. My appetite has fallen off too and meomy thinks that I may have lost some weight. It may just be that the depo-medrol shot, that made me really hungry, has worn off. I’m still terrified of human feet, but at least that hopefully will keep me from getting snatched up underneath those mean things again. Meomy just feels so bad that anytime Sissy C or she walks by me now that I either stop and cringe with my eyes bugged out or if any grocery bags are involved that I leap sideways in the air. I can't help it, that entire ordeal was traumatizing!

Apologies that we have not been able to keep up with all of our friend’s happenings. Once meomy’s insurance issues are resolved and are no longer stressing her out, then we can once again spend a lot more time romping around Catsterland. *purrs*


Purrs & Prayers for all of the ill pets, and gentle hugs for those who’ve had to say their tearful goodbyes.

Ooh ooh, Aah ahh!
Hugs & Love
Lil’ Muppet

~Best of Luck once again to all of the Finalists~

~congrats, jet planes & an update on me~

Dear Diary,

I want to congratulate everyone who has been chosen to be a finalist in the World’s Coolest contest! I had a lot of fun voting, seeing all of the cool photos and some of the witty captions cracked me up! *giggles* Best of luck to all of the finalists this year, including my brofur Sampson!

As for an update on myself, I’m doing very well! Thursday evening I started feeling better and Friday I actually zoomed around and played a bit. Now I’m just dealing with a slight sinus issue, but other than that I feel back to normal again. Thank you for all of the prayers and purrs, they helped me so much. *group hug*

We are going to have a quiet Thanksgiving at our home. Grandma and Auntie P will be joining Sissy C, meomy and us furkids for a yummy feast. Then a few days later, the day meomy and I have been dreading will be here. She has to fly back to Denver for a few days to take care of some business. Last time meomy & Sissy C flew there and back in one day, but this time it didn’t work out that way. So us kitties have to stay alone for two days until they get back.

We’ve never been left alone for this long before and meomy’s a bit stressed. Auntie K is kindly going to be stopping by checking on us, but meomy’s worried about Armani, who gets picked on, and Nakita who’s a bully to everybody including me. Meomy’s coming up with a plan to separate some of us until she returns and one thing is for sure, I will be one of the ones roaming freely through the house along with Sampson, Chico and Krikit. I freak out if I’m locked up in a room without my meomy, so that means Nakita gets a bedroom all to herself. *giggles & I’ll be sure to tease her about it underneath the door too! Mol*

Wishing everyone a Happy Thanksgiving!

Thanks again for the purrs, I appreciate you all! And good luck to all of the finalists!

Ooh ooh, Aah aah!
Hugs and Love,
Lil’ Muppet

~ it doesn't matter if it's black or white ~

Dear Diary,

The past week and a half have not been fun at all. I thought meomy’s white shoes and socks were mean, but I found out that a bottle of White Merlot can be even more vicious! And meomy’s black shoes are nothing more than ‘posers‘, they too proved that they are not nice at all and can suddenly attack me. Humph!

Meomy and Sissy C went grocery shopping and when meomy was carrying in a whole bunch of shopping bags her black shoes suddenly sucked me underneath them! Yep, as meomy kept stumbling over me I tried my best to get free, but those shoes just repeatedly kept on kicking and squishing me.

And if that wasn’t traumatizing and painful enough, when I finally was able to free myself I tried to run straight out in front of meomy and unfortunately that’s when the white bag with the White Merlot slipped from meomy’s grip and came crashing down on top of me! Ooh ooh Ouch! I bolted and when meomy finally found me underneath her bed, I was in shock and drool was running down my chin. I would not let her near me, and she kept saying how sorry she was and she showed me that she no longer had the mean black shoes on. No, but she did have black socks on and I wanted nothing to do with her or her socks! Humph!

At first the doc thought that I was going to be fine, maybe a bit bruised, but by the next day it was obvious that I had been injured worse than thought and on a closer examination of my head I was diagnosed as having a soft tissue injury/trauma to my right eye and right side of my face. I received a Depo Medrol shot to help ease the inflammation and that shot sent me on a spiral straight down to becoming very ill. The following 8 days are very blurry to me. I vaguely remember more vet visits, different docs, more icky meds, and meomy growing completely disgusted with the docs that she had taken me to. Several hundred dollars gone, worthless meds prescribed and I was getting sicker by the day. Mom was so worried about me and felt so awful for what had happened. The last doc didn’t even look in my eye with scopes or anything, just said that I was fine and prescribed me nose drops that ended up making me even worse. Mom told him that I felt hot, but he didn’t take my temperature, just sent us on our way. I miss my kitty specialist, Doc Forbes, she was laid off and no longer comes out to our town.

Meomy thankfully was finally able to reach Doc Forbes at her home and explained what was going on. She had meomy go back and get a different RX for me and said to stop giving me the other meds, they were doing more harm than good. She also suggested sub-que fluids if I appeared to be becoming dehydrated, I only have 25% kidney function and dehydration could damage what little I have left.

Doc Holly sold meomy a bag of fluids and Armani’s ‘dehydration monster‘, Auntie K, paid us a house visit and gave me 100cc’s. For the first time in 8 days I got up and started walking around, ooh ooh I finally felt a bit better and was able to breathe without being in a vaporized room. Auntie K came over again yesterday and gave me more fluids, and today I remained hydrated and have not just laid around looking very ill. I still do not feel like playing at all and meomy says that I look sad, but I am 95% better than I had been. She suspects in a few days I should be back to being my Lil’ Muppet-self again… ooh oohing, following her around, and wanting to play. If not she’s going to have to call on the ‘vampire docs’ to have a blood panel done on me. Meomy promises no more shots of anything for me ever. You can’t take them back once they’re given, too scary!

I want to thank every-fur who has been purring & praying for me. Meomy spoke about this on my FB page and the Muppetheads and friends who are on FB were right there for me. (Hugs, I’m so grateful) She did not want to mention this in my diary until she knew that I was going to be fine. There are so many other sick kitties and meomy didn’t want anyone to have to worry about me.

I’m sorry if we missed anyone’s special days, meomy tried to do some catch-up on Nakita's and Spunky's thank yous last night and some of our friend’s birthdays/honors that she noticed we had missed.

Purrs for all of the ill kitties and doggies, and gentle hugs for the families of those that have had to say their sad goodbyes.

Ooh ooh, Aah aah!
Grateful Hugs and Love,
Lil’ Muppet

~those icky bushes swallowed both of us~

Dear Diary,

Wow, what started out to be an adventure for me this evening turned into a ‘sticky’ ordeal for both meomy and I! Humph! On the bright side, we sort of were able to meet our new neighbors. *giggles*

There’s one side of our fence that is nothing but over grown sticker bushes. They’re as tall as the 4 foot fence and go out around 5 feet deep. My furmates have warned me that these bushes can swallow a kitty, but I didn’t really believe them. That was… until this evening. I’d never jumped up on that fence before, so I decided to give it a try. Ahh aah! I saw those icky bushes and came to the quick conclusion that there might be some truth to my furmate’s claims.

Meomy naturally was right on my tail and almost had her hands on me when I slipped. Yep, fell right into those sticker bushes and they immediately swallowed this muppet right up! Mom was in shock as she looked over the fence and saw no sight of me. She could hear my muffled ooh ooh’s, and that was all. With only flip flops on, not tenny runners, meomy rushed through the gate and tried to rescue me. She started carefully plowing through the pokey bushes and kept reassuring me she was coming to get me. Well, that lasted for all about one minute.

Meomy ended walking right into a spider web that she promises was straight out of a scary Halloween movie. Mol! The thick web clung to her from her neck and arms almost down to her waist. *sighs, I knew my rescue was going to be postponed for awhile. Meomy does not like spiders or their webs and this was a doozy!* Mol! A shrilling scream that even this deaf kitty could hear, both of her arms flailing around, a quick spin around to try to retreat back out of the bushes and then bam…… the bushes swallowed my meomy!!

Not sure how much the new neighbor’s behind us saw of this fiasco. I kept ooh oohing, “Man down! Kitty down! Help!” Meomy only noticed our neighbors after she freed herself from the beastly bushes. They didn’t seem amused, but more like concerned with what was wrong with meomy? They must have been wondering why meomy was in the bushes, why she then screamed, and why she then fell? And then what’s more concerning… why was she attempting to go back into them again. Mol! *blushes for meomy* The neighbors never said anything, just stood by and watched for the next 20 minutes it took to finally rescue me. They were as curious as anything as to what meomy was trying to accomplish.

When she finally was able to pick me up, meomy didn‘t recognize me. I was covered from head… to toe… to tail in stickers of every shape and size! I barely looked like a cat! Needless to say, meomy held me up and said, “This is Muppet, my cat!!” loud enough for the neighbors to hear, and she saw their relieved smiles and heard their ’awes and sighs’ ... most likely of finally realizing that they had not just moved in next to a loony tune. *Or so she can only hope! Mol!* I promptly was given a bath with a fine tooth comb! Humph! I found the bath to be the worst thing out of the entire ordeal. I’m fine, sticker free and clean. Wish I could say the same for meomy, she claims she’s a bit too old to be romping around in kitty/man eating bushes. They kind of got the better of her. *giggles*

Special purrs, prayers and gentle hugs for all of the ill kitties and doggies.

Ooh ooh, Aah aah!
Hugs and Love,
Lil’ Muppet
*missing her best buddy*