Sky Water

Hallo, Effurryone!

Caspurr here! There is water falling from the sky! Lots and lots of water! I have never seen anything like this before! Trixie says that she has, and that it's called r-a-i-n. It's effur so pretty! Mummy opened the window wide to sniff the air (sometimes, She thinks she's a Cat - mol) and I tried to get out onto the window-ledge to catch it with my paw, but She made me come back inside. She was afraid I would fall. After all this time, She still doesn't understand how sure-footed we Felines are. So I shall just lie down on the sofa and watch it through the window (which Mummy has now closed).

Greetings, Effurrybody!

Yes, it's Me, Trixie.
I was lying down, having my Shabbat afternoon nap in my Boudoir, when suddenly, Caspurr started running around as if he'd gone crazy. I opened my lustrous amber eyes, wondering what on earth could be the matter and asked him what was wrong.

Caspurr kept babbling on about water falling from the sky and insisted I come and take a look. So I aroused Myself and followed him to the window.

Well, of course you can guess what it was, can't you, Kitties?

Rain.

Of course, Caspurr has never seen rain before. He was born in the Spring and this is all completely new to him. He was effur so excited.

Just wait till the Winter comes and he sees Snow for the first time.

Friday 13th

Greetings, Effurrybody!

Mummy was not pleased today! She waited for her Cleaning Lady, who always comes on Friday - and the Cleaning Lady did not arrive!
So Mummy phoned her. And the Cleaning Lady said she was ill.
Mummy wished her better and hung up and then she said to Us, that this was a DISASTER! Because last Friday was Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year, so the Cleaning Lady didn't come then either. And Mummy really, really, really wanted the house to be Super Clean, because tomorrow is not only Shabbat, but Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. And it's been Two Whole Weeks since the house was properly cleaned - two weeks in which We Kitties have been very busy creating something that Mummy calls "havoc"...


Just a minute! Trixie here. It is Caspurr who has been "busy". Ever since his mancat parts were stolen, he has been more aggressive than effur. It's as if he feels he has to prove something - so he has been madly dashing about the place, tearing things up, chewing up cactuses, chasing Me, knocking over flower pots and spilling earth all over the floor. I have had to spend most of my time in my Panic Room refuge Boudoir - which I share with Mummy and have therefore kept scrupulously clean, as befits a well-bred, well brought-up ladycat...


Oy! That's not fair! I (Caspurr) get lonely and bored when Trixie and Mummy retire to the Boudoir. What do they expect Me to do? I have to do something to keep my spirits up.

Trixie here again! Mummy says I should tell you, that if you're a Good Kitty, I will come out and play with you. But I'm telling you, you've got to stop jumping on me all the time. I don't always feel like playing and you need to respect that I need my Own Space. You have your own apartment on the balcony, after all.

Caspurr here. Okay. It's a deal (at least, I'll try...)

Now we'd like to wish all our anipals and their Humans - G"mar Chatima Tova". And to the Humans, who have a peculiar concept called "fasting" - which means (gasp) Not Eating for a WHOLE DAY on this day they call "Yom Kippur" (we thought that meant Day of the Kippers, but it appears, sadly, that We were wrong) - have an Easy Fast!

The Unkindest Cut Of All

Hallo, Effurrybody!

Trixie here. I have been off my food lately and Mummy was terribly worried. On Sunday, She carted Me off to the v-e-t, who stole some of my blood and sent it away to be tested. 


On Monday, the nice lady v-e-t phoned Mummy to tell her my blood tests were all okay, there was nothing serious, but I might have worms. But I could have told her what the real problem was - Caspurr, who has become so big and boisterous, I can hardly beat him in a fight anymore. He climbs up to all sorts of places he shouldn't be - like the top of the bathroom door. Look!

He hasn't left Me a single place I can call my own, he eats My Food and, worst of all, he thinks that, as a Mancat, he should be the Boss - and he keeps jumping on Me and trying to do Things to Me that I do not want him to do!

So yesterday (Tuesday), Mummy took him to the vet and left him there for a few hours. And she moved all My Things into her bedroom and turned it into a boudoir. She says that it's for Us Girls only.

When Mummy brought Caspurr home, he was very sleepy and even when he was awake, he was much quieter than usual. Today, he's a bit more himself, but I could sense something different, I hissed at him and it seemed to scare him off. I haven't been able to do that for a long time.

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Caspurr here, Effurryone.

I should jolly well think something was different. I can hardly bring myself to talk about it. 

You know how Good I have always been about going to the v-e-t. Well, yesterday, I saw Mummy had taken out My Travelling Carriage, so I just walked inside, all Unsuspecting and let her close the door on Me. And she called a taxi and took Me to the v-e-t. 

I figured - what's the worst that can happen? The v-e-t will stab Me with a big needle, she'll steal some of my blood for her tests, she'll flash a big light in my eyes (which really had been bothering Me) - the usual kind of thing.

But you know what happened, kitties?  She gave Me an Evil Drug to make Me fall asleep. I don't know how long I was asleep, kitties, but when I woke up - I saw what she had done. Oh, the humiliation of it! 

I don't know how to tell you!

She stole My Mancat Parts!!!!!

There, I said it!

What does she need Mancat Parts for? She's not a Cat. She isn't even a HuMan!

How am I ever going to be able to hold my tail erect again, kitties? What ladycat is going to want to look at Me now? 

I don't understand why Mummy would let her do this to Me? Am I being punished for something? I don't know what I did wrong. What did I do to deserve this?

And now Trixie thinks she can be the Alpha Kitty again! I just know she's gloating!

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It's the Two of Us now! Mummy says, this evening is the start of Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year and that we kitties must forgive each other and make up and be Furr-iends again. And We must each respect the Other's right to their Own Space.  So now, We are off to play together nicely with our Toys and then have a lovely Snooze, while Mummy makes a Huge Fruit Salad for the Festive Meal with her Human Family tonight.

Oh, and we wish all our Anipals, and their Human Mummies and Daddies a Very Happy New Year - Shana Tova!