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Hemingway, why are those people staring at us?

You mean our readers?

Yes. Did you invite them in?

Steinbeck, Mom’s finally adding something to our blog and the readers want to know all about it.

Oh, well, I wish they wouldn’t stare at me when I’m trying to take a nap.

Maybe you shouldn’t take naps all the time.

This is me guarding the house. I work hard at this so I need lots of naps. Sometimes there are strange noises outside like boomers and I want to make sure nothing tries to get in the house. Mom says if she doesn’t leave the door open just a little, I tend to panic. I wouldn’t say I panic, but I do get very concerned. Lately I’ve been making sure none of that Coughed stuff comes around.

Steinbeck, that’s Covid and I think it’s great you’re watching out for it.

I’m in charge of making sure none of our beds get messed up. Mom used to have nurses and physical therapists coming here all the time and she kept moving our beds out of the way. They weren’t in the way! Don’t humans realize that cats reign supreme?

Well, that’s all that’s happening around here. Mom didn’t lose her memory when her heart broke so she knows she should give us treats.

Steinbeck, you have such a one track mind.

Maybe……….but you love me.

From the Mom….and I love both of you boys. You’re doing a great job of getting me back to healthy. I’m still not working but it will only be a couple of weeks now and I can go back part time. I was working from home before all this happened and the boys were used to me being here. I’m hoping I can still work from home for a bit. I really don’t want to be around any of those germs. Thanks so much for all the kind words, thoughts, prayers. They all mean so much to me!

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Hemingway!!  Come here.  Quick.  You have to help me.  It’s very important.

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Steinbeck…………hold down the noise.  Can’t you see I’m helping Mom?  Remember she has to work from home now so I have to help her with her stuff so she doesn’t work too many hours.  If I didn’t help her, she’d be working for elebenty billion hours.  Now what is it you want?

I want you to come here!  Right now!!

Ok………fine………I’m coming.

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So why am I here?  What am I supposed to be looking for?  What are you so excited about?

Tell me if you see any corn or iris.

Why on earth are you asking me to do that?

“Cuz I keep hearing on that TV all about the corn and iris and how dangerous they are.  I wanted to check the freezer to see if Mom had any corn in there, but she wouldn’t let me.  I figured I better check our yard.  I don’t want any corn or iris around here.

Steinbeck, you’ve got it all wrong.   It’s not corn and iris.  It’s coronavirus.

Smarty pants……..how do you know?

Mom told me about it when I asked her why she was working at home now.  You must have been sleeping as usual.  She said it’s a serious sickness and humans have to be really careful so they don’t get it.  Mom is staying in the house as much as she can so she doesn’t run into any of those germs.

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I’m so glad you’re my big brother and can teach me things.

Steinbeck, there’s also this rule about social distancing.

What’s that?

It means…..don’t invade my space.

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I just hope I don’t dream about corn and iris.

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Tell me a story, Hemingway.

I don’t know if I have any stories ready to tell you.  Aren’t you sleepy enough?

Not really.  My mind has been going in lots and lots of circles.

Why?

I’ve been thinking about the weather and I’m getting tired of all the snow and cold.  Did you watch all those flakes falling down Monday night?  I’m glad Mom got home before it got bad.

I know Mom is not real happy with winter.  Even though this has been a really mild winter for this area, all the gray days make us feel sad.  At least now when the sun shines it bounces off all that fresh white snow and that makes us happy.

Yeah………as long as we’re on the inside looking out!

I guess so.  What else is on your mind?

Ya’ know when Mom was talking about those Halloween Goblins in her blood?

You have nothing to worry about ‘cuz she said they are still doing good.

Yes, but she said now she doesn’t have enough iron.  I’ve been looking for nails for her to chew on and I can’t find any.

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Steinbeck…..nobody mailed us nails!  You have to learn to relax a little.  You don’t need to worry so much about all of us.  You and I are taking good care of Mom and she knows it.

But what about what happened at work last week?

Well, we couldn’t do anything to protect her from that but she’s fine now.

**Mom inserts here:  The boys are talking about when I was ready to leave work on Friday and start my weekend.  The elevator had just arrived when all the alarms started going off and we were told to exit the building and not use the elevators.  I knew this wasn’t a drill but I really did want to take the elevator.  I didn’t.  I walked (or hobbled) down eight flights of stairs and out into the cold night.  Turns out a pipe burst in the lobby area of our building and there was water everywhere.  It made quite a mess and they are still working on getting it cleaned up.  As for me, I spent a very painful weekend dealing with my knees and ankle.  Both knees are fake and usually don’t bother me.  My ankle has a triple fusion and needs to be replaced so it bothers me all the time.  It was much worse after all those stairs.  However, I have recovered.

I guess you’re right.  Do you think Mom has left some treats out for us?  Oh………….and what about my story?????

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Leave me alone.  I’m lying in my sun puddle.

 

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A very strange thing happened over the weekend.  It happened briefly on Saturday but happened again almost all day on Sunday.

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We had a bright light in the sky!!!

We haven’t seen that bright light in days and days and days………… Well, you get it.

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Still, I knew exactly what to do!  I plopped myself down in the biggest sun puddle I could find and I flashed my sparkly green eyes at Mom to let her know that I was very happy.  Mom said that she liked how my black whiskers showed up in the photo.  However, she didn’t like my messy bib so I did get a brushing later.

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I was busy telling the Cookie Jar Kitties that they should get in the sun puddles, but they weren’t moving.  Oh, and I also got a brushing even though my bib wasn’t messy.

Mom is actually the one who needed instructions on what to do when the sun shines.

She said she needed to take a class on how to put on sunglasses.

Of course first she had to find them!!!

It was a fun weekend.  What about yours?

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We haven’t done this for a long time so we’re kind of rusty.

Hey…….you’re black and white.  I’m rusty!!!

Sigh……I always get interrupted.  At any rate, here is our Caturday Art entry for the day.  We hope you like it.

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Here’s the original:

Catruday Art Feb 1 2020

As you can see, I was sort of yelling.  I was trying to tell Mom that Steinbeck was going to wash my face again.  I already washed it so I didn’t need his help/

But I saw a spot on your face that you missed!

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Check out the other art that our friends did today.  Just click on the box.

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Long ago and far away we had a human who listened to us and wrote down what we were saying……….and/or thinking.

What do you mean?  Mom’s still here.

Yes, but she sure has gotten lazy in her old age.

Well, it’s true that she doesn’t spend as much time playing with us as we would like…….and sometimes our supper is late ‘cuz she’s stuck at that work place.

That’s it!  The work place thing.  It’s taking all of her energy!!!

Wonder if we could do anything to help.

Mom doesn’t mumble things about us getting jobs whenever she has to go buy our foodies.

I don’t want to get a job.  It’s cold outside and I don’t want to go there.  Besides, I know she wouldn’t let us drive her car.

Of course not……..we can’t even see over the dashboard and I’m not real sure which pedal is which and how long you have to hold them down.

Could we get one of those jobs where you do things at home on the computer?

She’s not going to leave the computer on for us.  She doesn’t now and I don’t see her changing her tune about that at all.

She’s singing???  I know she keeps practicing to sing.

Sigh…………

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If I could figure out how to back into this box, I would be a cute model!

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And if I could figure out how to sleep in this bed, I would be a good model.

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Give it up Hemingway.  I make a better model in the bed.

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Are you sure???????????

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What day is it?

I don’t know.  I thought you were keeping track of that.

I think we all got lost in some crazy time warp.  Wasn’t it just yesterday that we were helping Mom wrap Christmas presents?

As a matter of fact, it was!

So, what happened to my birthday?  I got older one of those days.

Don’t you remember Mom singing to you?

I guess my memory is fading ‘cuz I’m getting older.

Just like Mom.  MOL!!  I bet our readers wonder what happened to us.  They might be thinking we got buried in snow ‘cuz we live in the frozen tuna.

Steinbeck, that’s tundra.

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What’s a tundra?  Is it another kind of fish?  I think frozen tuna is good.

You amaze me.  Sometimes you start off with a brilliant conversational topic and then you just fall apart.  Your brain turns to snowflakes.

Does not!

Well, I’m going to tell our readers that we’re all fine and healthy.  We just have a major problem with our human and the puter.  She just hasn’t been turning it on for us, so we haven’t been able to write.

Can I tell them about my dreams?

No.  They don’t want to know about you chasing balls and bells in your dreams.

Last night it was cotton balls.  They were so soft and fluffy, and they bounced all over the place….

Steinbeck get serious now.  We need to tell our readers that we hope they all had a wonderful Christmas with their humans and fur people….and even the ones who have fins and/or feathers.

Now where’s my New Year’s cup of tuna water?  I want to practice toasting 2020 so I get it just right.  Do I need that toaster thing to toast????

I need a nap.

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Me too!!!!

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Hey Readers……….It’s me……Hemingway!  I just want to let you know that I’m doing fine.  Mom gives me a little pill in the morning and it makes the space where my toofie was feel better.  She’s been giving both of us wet food and we like that.  I sleep lots during the day so I can be up all night.  hehehehehehehe

I can verify that!  He kept both Mom and me awake last night.  I was just trying to take a warm cozy sleep with Mom and Hemingway just kept dancing around.

From the Mom:  I can also verify that he didn’t sleep!  For one thing, he kept climbing up on my head and stretching himself across my face.  I seriously think he was trying to suffocate me for taking him to the Doctor’s house.  He has been head bumping with great force.  He has also been even more like velcro than before.  He keeps rubbing his face against me and I suppose it’s because the gums hurt.  I can put up with all that, but the trying to suffocate me trick is not appreciated.  One other thing, the doctor had said he had protein in his urine and they wanted to run another test to make sure he didn’t have high blood pressure or the start of kidney disease.  We got the results today and it was all clear.

I never ate any protons!  If I did, maybe Steinbeck put them in my dish.  I know I’ve never asked for any protons!  Do they taste like catnip?

Hemingway, you’ve been hanging around Steinbeck too much.

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MOM!!!!!!!!!!  Are you saying something naughty about me?????  Hemingway, how is it that you tried to suffocate her????

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Let me tell you about MY Monday.  Once you hear my sad tale, you’ll never complain about your Mondays again.

Hemingway, why are you wearing that silly hat?

I’m pretending to be a doctor.  Actually, I think I look pretty cute.  Blue is a good color on me.  Anyway, Monday morning Mom tried to grab me but I went downstairs and hid.  After a pretty long time, I came out of hiding and sat at the bottom of the stairs.  Mom’s brother saw me and he came downstairs and picked me up.  I’m still not sure why I didn’t run away from him.  He gave me to Mom and next thing I knew I was in her car.  I sang the song of my people all the way over to the doctor’s house.  When we got inside, I sat down on one of the chairs and refused to talk to Mom.  She talked to one of the assistants and I heard things about teeth and being knocked out and all sorts of scary stuff.  Would you believe Mom left me there????  I let the assistant pick me up and carry me back to another room.  I was afraid I would never see Mom again.

I was worried while you were gone.  I don’t like being home all alone.

Mom said that while I was “sleeping” they had to extract one of my toofies.  It was sick and the doctor lady said it would be really painful if they didn’t take care of it.  Believe me, in the process of “taking care of it”  it was painful enough so I’m glad they took it out.  My smile is still cute so there’s no problems.  I have to retain my handsomeness!!!

When it was dark out, Mom came to get me.  She had to pay out lots of money to get me out of there but she said I was worth it.  When I first saw her, I was so excited.  I got in her arms and never wanted to leave.  So, we headed outside.  Now here’s where things get a little confusing.  Mom put me in the car and I cleverly managed to sneak out and went under the car and hid.  It was dark and Mom couldn’t see me.  It was also super cold and Mom didn’t have her gloves on.  She went in and got one of the “desk ladies” to come out and help.  She brought a big net (They had to use that on me once before so I was familiar with it.).  She tried looking under the car and didn’t see me so Mom got really worried……..and really cold.  They brought out a flashlight and managed to convince me to come out.  Mom put me in the car again and…….you guessed it…..I tried to get out again.  You see, it was logical for me to want to get out ‘cuz I was afraid that Mom was going to take me to another doctor’s house or something.  I just didn’t understand ‘cuz I was on kitty drugs for the pain.  Anyway, I finally settled on the floor…….right by the brake and gas pedal.  Mom kept trying to get me to move but I wouldn’t budge.  She said she was very glad that she only had a short distance to go and that she was able to get both of us home safely.  And that’s why I don’t like Mondays anymore.

From the Mom:  When I finally got home last night, I was exhausted.  I was going to help the boys with their blog but I just couldn’t do it.  I had to warm up (it really was biting cold), eat supper and relax.  Hemingway is doing fine.  He takes his pain meds in the morning like a trooper.  He won’t leave me alone and seems to love cuddling even more.  By the way, I absolutely love the picture they took of him.  It just made me smile.  I’m thinking I may have to print that one and frame it.  Good old Hemingway spent Veterans’ Day at the vet’s.

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Steinbeck, have you looked outside?

I don’t want to.  I made the mistake of looking out a little while ago and it was white.  I guess the angels were washing their wings and they spilled detergent all over the place.

You can believe that little tale you made up if you want to, but I know I’m not putting my paws in that white stuff.  I’ve learned that the white is cold!  And I also have the feeling it’s going to be around for a long time now and it’s going to bring all its friends and relatives and it’s going to pile up on everything, and then it’s going to take Mom longer to get home from work and then we won’t get our supper until late and then she’s going to be crabby about driving on ice and then she won’t settle down and watch a movie with us and then…………..

Take a breath, Hemingway.  I remember the cold and I don’t like it.  Let’s just turn our backs on it and stare at that flower.

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