Thursday, March 29, 2018

Spring Has Arrived, Pessach is Here!

Hallo, Effurrybuddies!

My sisfur, Trixie, and my brofur, Caspurr, have been snoopervising Mummy as she finished the Pessach (Passover) cleaning and they are so exhausticated by all that hard work that they have gone to take a well-deserved nap, 










leaving Me, Shimshi, to write our Pessach blog.

Pessach is a furry impawtant holiday for Us - especially for Me, because I was born during Chol Hamoed Pessach, four years ago. We shall, of course, be celebrating that miaouwmentous event on the civil date (April 17th) as well, but We furmly believe that one should neffur pass over (get it? - MOL) an excuse for a pawty. We are therefore going to celebrate on both dates and so you are all invited to share our Seder tomorrow night. As the weather, which has been lovely and sunny for the past couple of weeks, has turned all dodgy and rain is expected tomorrow, We shall be holding the Seder, not in the Enchanted Forest (although We hope to have My Birthday Pawty on April 17th up there), but in Our Own Home, where We won't feel the chilliness of the Jerusalem night. Those of you who celebrate Easter, instead, are also welcome!

We have laid in extra supplies of catnip, as the Chief Kitty Rabbi has now unequivocally endorsed its use as karpuss, and look forward to seeing all Our Furriends at our Seder Table.





Now I, too, shall have a nap.


Chag Sameach - and Happy Easter too!


Pawpats and noserubs to you all,

from Me, 

The Mighty Shimshon (aka Shimshi, the Little Purrince), Captain of the Guard, Master of the Queen's Mischiefs.















Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Five Years Old Already!



Why are you disturbing Me at such an hour? Can't a chap get a little shut-eye in the middle of the day?

Oh! What's that? 
My Birthday?

Well, in that case, I shall get up and greet My Wellwishers.

Happy Birthday to ME!
Happy Birthday to ME!
Happy Birthday, Dear  King Caspurr!
Happy Birthday to ME!   (mol)


As usual, when Birthdays fall in the middle of the week, We shall postpone the Celebration till Shabbat afternoon - 4 pm, in the Enchanted Forest, where (so I have been told), the wild catnip has purr-duced an exceptionally high yield this year (Mol. Mol. Mol).

So come One, come All and celebrate with Me. We are expecting beautiful, sunny weather and mild temperatures. It will be Great - no, Purrfect!

See you then.


Purrs and pawpats,

Sir Caspurr the Courageous, King of the Tigger-Tabbies, Lord Commander of the Impurrial Guard - and Impurrial Poet Laureate.

Thursday, March 1, 2018

Happy Pawrim

Hallo, Effurryone!

It's Me - Caspurr!

Guess what - it's Pawrim! When the Humans like to dress up in Fancy Dress. And some of them think that's a good enough reason for putting silly clothes on Innocent, Unsuspecting Kitties!


In the past, Mummy has actually managed to get us to pose in ridiculous hats, but this year, We were having none of it. So She had to find a photo editing programme that would enable her to display Us to the world in Fancy Dress. She tried using something called Photo Impression, which She has on her computer, but couldn't make it work. (Breathing a sigh of relief.) That's how I, Caspurr, King of the Tigger-Tabbies was saved from the Awful Fate of having to appear as a Mediaeval Knight. Instead, she used her WhatsApp Camera, which allows her to stick Accessories on her Victim. I think I got off quite lightly. All She did was stick a bow tie on Me:










Trixie, naturally, wanted to be Queen Esther, the heroine of the Pawrim story. She got her way, of course. She has no idea how narrowly she avoided being made into a Dutch flower girl (mol).


                 




And last, but definitely not least, Shimshi, who actually would have liked to be a matador, had to content himself with purr-traying the Cat in the Hat:




How did you celebrate Pawrim?


Did your Humans make you wear Clothes?

Did you know it's a mitzvah, or religious duty, to get drunk on Pawrim?
So, if you'll excuse Us, the Catnip Punch is calling out to Us (mol).


Happy Pawrim (Purim Sameach - פורים שמח)