Missing My Missy Cat

Hartford, Emily and I have been missing our sweet Missy cat.

Today I got an e-mail message from Wolf Camera stating that my pictures were going to be deleted due to the lack of activity. I was hoping that I would find some "lost" pictures of Missy cat and sure enough, I found three. I feel that this is God's way of giving me a hug today.

This one was taken around 2/28/08 She is sitting on Hartford's dresser and she was probably looking at the precious cat in the mirror and when I spoke to her, she turned and snapped a picture.These two pictures didn't turn out great but I tried using Picnik to edit them. It helped but still they aren't great. But that is okay by me. They are still a treasure.

These were taken around January 26, 2008. Missy discovered that she could jump up into the drop down ceiling in laundry room. Crazy me, climbed up on the table to take these. I'm lucky that I didn't fall.

Good bye sweet Missy cat

With heavy hearts we said good-bye to our sweet Missy cat yesterday. Missy cat fought many battles of kidney disease and renal failure. There was no cure, she was on borrowed time. Missy cat was with us for 12 and 1/2 years. She was such a blessing to us. We wanted to give her one last act of kindness. She will be forever loved and remembered.

Snow!

So, what did we do when we got snow in Georgia?
The cat got in front of the fire and refused to move.
Hartford bundled up and found the sled.
Emily jumped on the sled and enjoyed the ride down
to the entrance to our subdivision
and down the path
to the school
where Hartford found a small hill
and pushed Emily down the hill.
And sometimes Hartford climbed aboard and enjoyed the ride as well.
Then, it was time to play on the slide.









Later in the day, Emily braved the cold and built a snowman
and a cat.
I took pictures.

The ABC's of Christmas - M

Missy cat
December, 2009

Dear Folks,

Don’t faint, its Missy cat writing to wish each of you a Merry Christmas. I know, I know it has been a long time since I have written. You know, I do have a lot of other things to do, such as pounce, nap, hunt, nap, eat, nap, bathe, nap, purr, and nap. I’m sure you get the idea.

Regardless of what my Mama may think or say, I can do two things at once. Just because things didn’t work out exactly the way that I had planned that day when I tried to pounce and purr at the same time, doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m uncoordinated. I’m here to tell you that if I wasn’t sitting on the very edge of the deck’s banister and if that bird was just a smidgen closer to me, I wouldn’t have fallen in the flower pot of dirt. My paws were sore for a month, two weeks, three days and seven minutes, but who’s counting? Mama laughed so hard that she almost hurt my feelings. But then I remembered that she is the only one who knows where my dry food is located. Therefore, I had to forgive her quickly before my tummy began to grumble.

For Christmas, I want a pair of thumbs. Please make sure that they are light gray and come in a size small. I’m not sure where you buy them, but I suspect that you can buy them at Thumbs ‘R Us. I think thumbs would be really cool. The possibilities are endless. I wonder if I could finally scratch that itch that lives in my ear.

However, if you can’t find thumbs, I’ll settle for taters. I’m not sure what taters are, but Mama thinks I already have some. She
always tells me to hold my taters when I want to go outside or the water in the faucet isn’t running. When Emily hears Mama tell me to hold my taters, she just giggles.

And while we are on the subject of Emily and giggling, let me ask, “will the giggling ever end?” That child giggles six hundred, thirty-nine times a day, give or take a giggle. But, who’s counting?

Well, there is a grumble in my tummy, so I’ve got to go. I wonder if I can purr and eat at the same time. I think that I’ll try it, but only if there aren’t any flower pots around.

Merry Christmas,
Missy cat

The ABC's of Christmas - T

Tree

Not thrilled

Neither one of them are thrilled that I took a picture of them.

It only took Missy cat eight years to figure out that we weren't going to take Emily back to where we got her, so she might as well like her.

Kitty nose prints

Missy cat is so BUSTED! I caught Missy red handed putting nose prints on my window. Oh well, I'll just let Emily clean them off. Emily is a super duper helper.

Christmas Tree Adventure

The day after Thanksgiving we picked out our Christmas tree, but first Emily feed the goats.
Then she swung a little.


Finally, it was time to get serious and hunt our tree.


Hartford found it and chopped it down.
Then it was time for some hot chocolate.

Missy approved the tree wholeheartly. She loves her some fresh tree to smell and eat. Christmas time is her favorite time of the year.

By the fire

Missy cat loves to nap in front of a warm fire.

Three truths

Truth number one, clothes from the dryer are warm. Truth number two, a certain little kitty cat that lives with us can't resist warm clothes from the dryer.
Truth number three, Missy cat wishes that the baby dolls would move out.

Missy Cat

Here's Missy cat in what Hartford and I call the "mother hen" position.Emily asked me one night not so long ago if animals go to Heaven. Yes, I think that Missy cat will be Heaven with us because of God's love for us and our love for our pets.

Missy cat gives the evil eye

I'm not sure what Missy cat's issue is but she keeps giving me the evil eye.Maybe she is tired of me taking pictures of her. Hmm...that could very well be it.