Wednesday, 4 March 2015

Biffin Brother... (by Chouchou)

Hello Everyone, Chouchou here. This morning, I was fine and dandy sleeping ALONE in the cat bed on the warm furnace, but then along came my biffy brother Elioth who somehow is under the (oh-so-VERY-false) impression that the world wants to hear him biffin' for hours on end. (If you aren't sure what 'biffin' is think about what it sounds like...and my definition of it being what someone does when they whine and complain a lot). 

 Yeah, if it wasn't enough that we had to have him whining in Dolby Surround Sound quality all morning long (going on and on and on ad nauseum about how it is sooooo not fair that he can't go outside whenever he wants), he had to come and ruin the good thing I had going on this comfy, cozy warm bed all to myself. 
I was super good..I was so fine...I was in bliss...
then ol' Mister Mouthy had to come along and rain on my parade.

(Elioth in the background:) What, what, what, what, WAIT!! 
Are you talking about me? 
I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT BIFF. 
Nope! I don't. 
Nooooo, I do no such thing. 
How dare you accuse me of biffin' 
AND telling the WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD that I whine! 
I am not, not, NOT a whiner. 
I'm not. 
I am just vocal.
Hey! I'm entitled! I'm Siamese. 
It's practically mandatory to be vocal!!

(Chouchou:) Oh, paleeeeze...I'm Siamese, too, ya mud head! 
Remember? We have the same parents! 
Do you see ME biffin'? Noooo.

(Elioth:) You were yesterday.

(Chouchou:) Hisss!!! 
That wasn't biffin.
I was....SINGIN'!!

Wednesday, 18 February 2015

Ginger and Me; Me and Ginger

Ginger and Me...

Me (Elioth)

AND

Ginger
(a.k.a Bug, Princess, etc.)

Ginger may be 
'just' a dawg to other cats,
but to me..
SHE IS IRRESISTIBLE!!

 It may still be Winter out, but together we have been dreaming
and remembering the joys of Spring and Summer...

 Oh how I miss those days..
you know, exploring together...


...and snoring together..

...and maybe a little snoring and armchair exploring

 
...or stealing some alone time on the Queen's throne...


Ode to Ginger:

 It's all fine,
whether it's rain or shine
Ginger will always be
a love of mine.

Kisses to all, Elioth

Sunday, 8 February 2015

Good-bye Tiny....RIP Beautiful girl


Up until a week ago, Tiny looked absolutely amazing for her age, but last Sunday, she suddenly took a turn for the worse and was having a very hard time walking. She had become thin with age, but her breath became awful and she was very dehydrated even though she was eating and drinking regularly up until the day before. On Monday we took her to the vet where the doctor found that Tiny's kidneys were failing. They kept her for 2 nights giving her an infusion to rehydrate her, but the prognosis was not good. We brought her home on Wednesday with the sad hopes that she would cross the bridge on her own in the night at home, surrounded by Elioth, Chouchou, Ellwood and Ginger...and of course us, but she was a Tiny Mighty girl to the end and just held on despite no longer being able to walk at all and being paper thin. On Thursday, we took her back to the vet and helped her across the bridge.

Tiny was 20 years, 2 months and 1 day old.

As she left this world for a better one, I asked Tiny to occasionally send me greetings...be they in the sound of the wind blowing through the trees; the colors of a sunset; the song of a bird; in a shooting star on summer's night; in a beautiful flower or in the smell of an Autumn day. And as she faded away I cried. When we left the vet, it was horribly cold and gray, but suddenly when we neared home, the sun broke through the clouds and gray and the sky became a wonderful blue. That evening, the full moon (or nearly) came out so INCREDIBLY beautiful...surrounded by clouds as such that it appeared golden. These were Tiny's gifts, already sending me her greetings from the other side of the bridge. Thank you, dear, sweet, wonderful Tiny.


I am sure that Lautrec/Lolo is on the other side and that the two of them are now catching up on all that has happened since he crossed the bridge 3 years ago (yes, already so long ago). I imagine he is already trying to give her the bitey...hehe.


We buried Tiny in the garden near Lautrec. We wrapped her in one of my wool sweaters with the sleeves gently knotted around her so she will always feel me hugging her. On her grave, we lined up stones in the shape of a big heart. 



RIP Tiny...heaven's newest angel.


(one of the last photos taken of Tiny before her health completely declined)

Monday, 7 July 2014

CHOUCHOU HAS COME HOME!!!

CHOUCHOU IS HOME!!!!
10 nites away, who-knows-where (but Chouchou) she's returned!!
Very thin and carrying many ticks (all gone now) and a huge appetite, 
but a very hoarse meow.
On Mom's lap sleeping now.
All is finally good again.

Me, Elioth, here....feeling rather hissy...
Jealousy? Shut uuuup!
It was so nice to only have to share Mom's lap with Tiny.
Now Chouchou is totally hoggin' it!!
Crapola!!

Thursday, 3 July 2014

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE KEEP PRAYING THAT CHOUCHOU FINDS HER WAY HOME. SHE MUST. WE MISS HER TERRIBLY!!!

Monday, 30 June 2014

Still waiting for Chouchou....WHERE ARE YOU???

Mom THINKS she might have an idea where Chouchou MIGHT be, but no matter what she does to find her, there is always some delay or she's just one step behind...

CHOUCHOU WHERE ARE YOU???
WE WANT YOU HOME!!
NOW!!!

WE LOVE CHOUCHOU!!
Your brother, Elioth
Your aunt Tiny
Your dog sister Ginger 
and your dog brother Ellwood

PLEASE COME HOME...MOM IS CRYING ALL THE TIME.

Saturday, 28 June 2014

HELP!! Chouchou is missing!!

Yesterday, while we were all sitting around in the garden, Chouchou wandered off and never came back. Mom didn't notice right away because Chouchou loves to sit in the flowers or to go to the neighbor's yard, but she always comes when she's called...until yesterday. 

Mom is worried sick. There is no sign of Chouchou anywhere and we have asked all the neighbors to check their attics and cellars, but no Chouchou. Mom started putting up flyers today and will continue tomorrow. Well, she's done that in between her bouts of crying. We saw Mom walking through the forest calling for Chouchou then she would start crying really hard. We are so sorry. Now, Mom is afraid that maybe someone might have taken her and is keeping her. Who knows?!!


Everyone says to stay hopeful since kitties like to sometimes go off for a few days and do kitty things, but it's hard to stay hopeful when we know that this world isn't perfect and that not all humans love kitties.


PLEASE SAY A FEW PURRAYERS THAT CHOUCHOU COMES HOME REALLY, REALLY SOON AND IS OK. PLEASE. Not just Mom misses Chouchou, I miss her, too!! She's my sister and my playpal and it is just too quiet around here without her. Tiny, at nearly 19 years and 7 months, is just no fun to play with unless it is just to jump on her when she walks by (she doesn't hear very well so it is easy to surprise her).



CHOUCHOU!! 
COME HOME!! 
PLEASE!!!
WE LOVE YOU 
& MISS YOU!!!