Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with the goddess as we understood her, praying only for divine intervention to squash the humans' efforts to get in the way of achieving our goals.
Ms. P: The woman is exhausted. So while she's dealing with health issues and trying to catch up with her to do list, we'll probably be posting and visiting less often for the next while, but we wanted you all to know that even though our presence is less visible, you're still in our hearts and thoughts because we treasure our friends.
Here's another flashback; this time it's done with a song.
Ms. P: I wrote this shortly after we moved in with The Woman and not long after Cinza's arrival two summers ago.
1) Thank you The Woman brought along her rattan chair. (Cause it'll have to do since little Ms. Troublemaker is hogging the bed. So small and yet so territorial.)
2) Thank you for the drawer underneath the bed in which she likes to hide. (I appreciate moments of peace and quiet and yes, that out of sight, out of mind thing works for me.)
3) Thank you that I now have four instead of two dining room chairs. (Someone of my stature deserves to have choices to suit her changing moods. Not that I'm moody. I prefer to say I have a rainbow of moods... a palette.)
4) Thank you that The Woman listens to something other than jazz! (So when do I finally get to hear her Aretha Franklin & Jacksoul CDs?)
5) Thank you for the change in food -- both wet and dry. (So what if it was intended for Ms. Pipsqueak. I am, after all, the Empress of all there ever was and all there will ever be. She'll never be more than a princess wannabe.)
6) Thank you for the new toys. (Yes, I can overlook that they were hers all along. But, what's hers is mine and what's mine is still mine.)
7) Thank you for those wonderful moments when I hear her being scolded for scratchingmy couch. (Where was the little floor duster raised? In a barn??)
8) Thank you for my new home and that I now see more of The Man. (But really now, boxes all over the place! Aristocat that I am, I only need two boxes for each room -- one for scratching and another one to lounge in.)
9) Thank you that we moved in with The Woman -- for the additional set of opposable thumbs. (Always good to have a back up when I'm hungry and now I have two people to cuddle with!)
10) Thank you for the little window in the living room. (The one that was all mine until the invasion of the squeaky, butt sniffing, pillow/bed hogging brat.)
11) Thank you that I now have the privilege of sharing my litter box. (What could possibly beat having to smell eau de latest offering of the little beast, whilst relieving myself? What's next? Pictures of her all over the bathroom?)
12) Thank you for the closet near the front door... that she hasn't discovered it yet. (Although I can't understand why the humans haven't set aside time to fix it up for me. Why should I have to settle for a crowded, teeny tiny piece of real estate, while she hogs my bed and pillows?)
13) Thank you that The Man had a week of normal working hours and periodically came home to visit during the day. (It upset my sleeping routine, my every routine... a kind of practise run before little Ms. ADD arrived.)
14) And most of all, thank you that my having to share my castle with the princess brat is only a temporary thing. (She is leaving, right?)
Cinza: Needless to say I'm still here because when the humans brought me home it was supposed to be forever.
The Divine Ms. P: Sometimes I'll sit next to the woman and stare while she's at her desk, and of course she is unable to resist the urge to look down at the floor and pick me up so I can watch her work on the computer.
I also hypnotize her to give me my furball remedy -- a treat I really enjoy. She thinks it's her idea to give it to me, but the truth is that I plant the idea in her human brain and then show up in the kitchen as she's reaching for the furball stuff.
The Divine Ms. P: We think every day should be women's day -- not just March 8th. Come to think of it every day should be a celebration of all kitties and other living beings, too. (Yes, including dogs.)
We were tagged by our friends over at the Cat Street Boyz who by the way have a fun blog with great photos.
Here are the rules: Open a document or file folder, click on the fifth folder and then the fifth photo. Post the photo and describe it. Then tag five other bloggers.
Our humans like to go for walks with their cameras because they're both into street photography. This photo was taken last winter a few blocks away from our castle and was posted on the woman's blog seriously amused.
The woman loved the juxtaposition with the poster of this shirtless guy and all the snow, so she couldn't resist.
We don't want anyone to feel left out, so we're "tagging" anyone who would like to participate in the fun.