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Morning Coffee with Sushi

Okay human, I can sit up by myself now. How about that coffee?

I don’t like Mondays. They make me get up.

I hate it when the Can Opener wakes me up on Mondays for no reason at all except that she thinks I’m cute. Of all the nerve! If it’s not that little Albino Flea swatting me on the head to make me play, it’s the Can Opener saying, “Come on, Sushi- It’s time to groom you!”

What the flea! I’m a CAT – I can groom myself- well, okay, except for my belly and my lower parts that I can’t really reach myself because I’m so beautifully upholstered… and that spot at the base of my tail that I can’t quite reach…but still. Those two are seriously disrupting my normal 18 hour a day sleep pattern. I’m going to disrupt something of theirs, too. Right after I get some coffee- extra cream, hold the coffee.

While I’m waiting for my coffee, I think I’d better read some comics so I can forget how irritated I am at those two lower life forms.

I feel better now. Unfortunately, it’s still Monday.


National Pet Parents Day!

The Can Opener says it’s National Pet Parents’ Day. Never heard of it- what exactly does that mean?.

Here’s What it’s all about

Lately my Can Opener has become fascinated by searching for (mostly) unknown holidays. I always thought she was a little strange, but hey, I’m just the cat. Anyway, she found about about this holiday on NationalToday.com.

That’s where she found out that people first started domesticating pets around 10,000 B.C. (How’d they know? I’ve never met anybody that old- not even the Can Opener)!! What makes it even more interesting, is that the first domesticated animals weren’t cats- (they apparently weren’t real smart back then)- they were WOLVES!

People discovered that wolf cubs separated from their moms could be good companions and that started the whole thing about keeping and breeding pets. People are so weird.

But I guess that’s not so bad, because they also discovered how pawsome we cats are and started (trying to) domesticate us! And some people revered us as being spiritual – why the Ancient Egyptians even worshipped us cats!

What?? Nobody worships ME!! THAT’S NOT FAIR!

SHUSH, SUSHI! I’M ON A ROLL!

Anyway, in the Victorian Era (13th century)- keeping pets became a status symbol as rich lords started bringing their dogs hunting, and rich ladies had dogs lounging on their laps as they spent their days in luxury lounging with books. It wasn’t until the late 1800’s that everybody else started keeping pets. (I’ll bet this was because they found out how good we cats are at taking care of those annoying rodents).

Anyway, now over 67% of U.S. Households have at least one pet- (and the exceptionally smart ones make sure there’s at least one cat too- according to me) MOL! ๐Ÿ˜น

This is an important day to remember- because pets (not just cats- *human made me say that*)- but pets in general are great companions for their humans, and help them with loneliness, depression, disabilites, and therapy!

And Veterinary Pet Insurance companies wanted to acknowledge responsible pet parents and their furry children.

How to celebrate National Pet Parent’s Day?

1.) Give them some extra pets and snuggles-

2.) Buy them a new collar and post their picture on social media

3.) Buy them their favorite treats or a new toy (or two, or three)

4.) Take your doggie to a dog park or schedule a playtime with his doggie-buddy!

5.) Start an Instagram account for them and make them a celebrity pet!

Whatever you do, just make sure you make it a special day of bonding with your pets!


It’s Caturday!

Twilight can’t play with my wand toy, Mom. She can go catch a mouse. It’s MY Caturday, and I’ll pout if I want to.

How are you spending your Caturday?

I spent the first part of my Caturday keeping the Can Opener company while she had her coffee and prayer time. Now I’m trying to play with my favorite wand toy (with colorful bows on it)- and Twilight keeps trying to snag it. I swatted the fleas right off the little brat and told her to go catch a mouse or something, then I decided to park on it so she can’t pick it up and drag it away.

I think the Can Opener was shocked. That’s okay- that just means she’s fully awake now and Twilight knows not to mess with me. Now she’ll probably go dig up a flowerbed someplace.

While the Can Opener is outside enjoying the sunshine, I want to ask how your Caturday is going? I know some of you cats may be lonely and bored (which is a great excuse to nap)-

The attack of the sunbeam

Birthday parties were designed to torment cats

Or maybe you’re stuck in a house full of those tiny little noise-makers trying to be good and not scratch them to ribbons…

Or, maybe your sniffing the air looking for a neighborhood barbeque to inspect… (let me know if you find one- with GPS coordinates, please)… or

Why isn’t anyone grilling over here yet?
By the way human, don’t forget to order the pizza and leave the door open for me…

Maybe you’re making dinner plans for later… I’ll be right over to help you with that Door Dash. Happy Caturday!


She did it again…

You’d better have a good excuse, Human.

We can’t believe she did it again.

I knew something was up as soon as she got out the laptop bag. I told Sushi, but Sushi thought I was crazy. But now she knows. Once again, after a purrfectly pawsome morning of cuddles and treats, right when we thought we had it made for the day, The Can Opener packed up and left for the Critters’ house.

This time because the Critters’ parents were going to be gone and instead of staying here, they were concerned about leaving our cousins, Serafina and Abby alone (after having started them on a wet food only diet). They didn’t want to have to leave them with dry food only and no one to give them their wet food.

I told them I could take care of the food- I can eat it all myself then they don’t have to worry about it-
but she went anyway.

Sushi thought she would be back in a few hours. Now it was my turn to tell her she’s crazy. But she still didn’t believe me until 9:00 when bedtime came around and the Can Opener wasn’t here to groom her and tuck her in. The lights didn’t get dimmed, the toys remained laying paralyzed in the floor, and the treats didn’t walk out and pour themselves into our mouths.

In case you haven’t guessed it yet, WE’RE PROTESTING!

AND THEN we heard the door open and got all excited until we noticed it wasn’t the Can Opener!

What did you do with our Can Opener! Bring her BACK!
Oh- it’s just you.

We were not happy. She had a couple of friends stopping by several times a day to make sure we were okay, and to let me out – but I didn’t go out because it rained the whole time! And I was afraid nobody would be here to let me in if I did go out. Of course, Sushi’s big fear was not being fed- as if missing a meal or two or fifteen wouldn’t hurt her.

Then we both realized the obvious- THE WHOLE THING WAS PLANNED!

And if that’s not bad enough- here’s the reason…. our spoiled cousins –

Her Royal Fleabag, Princess Abby
Serafina parked in front of the refrigerator in case the Can Opener forgot where they put it.

Of course, we were fed (but we’re not telling the Can Opener that), and her sister and her friend took really good care of us, and even gave Sushi her medicine and snuggles- but we don’t care, because it wasn’t OUR CAN OPENER! She did not fill out an application for our approval first, so therefore, there will be consequences….

That’ll teach her!

The Pets of War โ€” The Chester Chronicles

Soul Mates According to the National Institute of Health, various studies show that owning a pet, particularly a cat or dog, can have many benefits for people. They include; decreased stress, lower blood pressure, reducing loneliness, increasing feelings of social support and improving oneโ€™s mood. There are also other aspects that bond a person withย [โ€ฆ]

The Pets of War โ€” The Chester Chronicles

Not my typical post- But I have to share!

Our Can Opener saw this post and started to cry. Being the sweet cat I am, I of course, had to investigate and find out what made her cry and then get up from the computer and start praying for a place called “Ukraine.”

It’s a downright disgrace what’s happening in Ukraine- and it’s happening to their animals too.
Please help them if you are able!

Please take a few minutes to read (and follow) The Chester Chronicles- and if you are a person who believes in prayer, please take a few minutes out of your busy day to pray for relief for the people (and children) and animals of Ukraine! Pray for healing of Ukraine and its people- and click the link below (or one of the links on Chester’s page) to help if you are able! So many people and pets (and wild animals) are suffering and need care.

Let them know they are not alone!

Humane Society International (animal rescue/ vet care / supplies/ food /shelter)

Care.org (emergency food aid- your gift tripled!)

Core (thermal blankets, hygiene kits, emergency cash assistance to help refugees resettle

Convoy of Hope (baby food, mattresses, shelter, generators, emergency lighting)

Thank you, Twilight & Sushi (and Can Opener)

Morning Coffee with Twilight

The coffee is a little weak this morning, Mom. In fact, it looks just
like water… How about some expresso?

My Human has had a hard week. Good thing I’m here.


No, Human. I mean MY OWN cup!!

Every time my Can Opener seems like she’s able to move on from the loss of the Backup Can Opener in January, something always seems to happen to stir it all up again. Sushi and I have our paws full comforting her and trying to remind her to sing praise, (it lifts her above grief, sorrow and depression every time- if she just remembers to do it)! She never had to be reminded before. But now every day events bring back waves. We help her get through it.


Image by J F from Pixabay

We’re always hearing her sing praise and give thanks to the Lord for all He’s done for her and for the ways he has sustained and preserved her. Especially since the loss. But lately a couple of things have happened in the neighborhood that has never happened here before in the 15+ years we have lived here. One of those things was an act of violence against a woman down the street (who was attacked by her live-in- whoever). She was only walking to her car – the assailant followed her cursing and slammed her to the ground- she did absolutely nothing but try to get away. He tried to prevent her from getting into her car to leave- but she kept trying and she got in and locked the doors.

Then he went to the passenger side and tried to open it – (the Human and her sister and others saw it on the first warm, sunny day we had, when they were discussing plans for their gardens). They called the police right away- others just looked away.

Meanwhile, the assailant hung onto the car as the woman tried to drive away and he hung on for the longest time until she was able to go fast enough (without hurting him) to pull away and leave. He had thrown glass bottles at her as she was leaving, and other things- the neighbor closest to him who lives alone, watched it and did nothing but wait until the man went back in his house and then he cleaned up all the broken glass in the street and on the lawn.

The police came- but by the time the officer got here, the woman was gone and so was the assailant. That upset everyone in the neighborhood- but our Can Opener especially was grieved – she knows these things happen. But never has she seen it so close to her house. It left her (and her sister and others in the neighborhood) feeling vulnerable and almost as though they themselves had been assaulted.

This has always been a peaceful neighborhood where everyone watched after each other. Seeing this just added to the waves of (normal) grief that our human has been dealing with since January. It also showed her the need to pray for her neighbors. And to pray for the police officers and first responders who literally lay their lives on the line every time they show up for work.

For about 3 days our human couldn’t concentrate enough to help us post. But she has resumed singing praise when anxiety and depression rears its ugly head to threaten her peace, and every time it lifts her above all the chaos in the world and brings comfort, peace, and even joy in the middle of it all.

Jesus Himself is her peace. And He makes her know she’s not really alone- or vulnerable

Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled. Neither let them be afraid.

John 14:27 ESV

Today is National Pet Day

That means all your pets need to get SPOILED today!

Our Human likes to find reasons to Celebrate

This time, she’s discovered a day on April 11th every year (internationally)- to celebrate pets of all kinds (but in this house, it’s cats)!

In 2006, an animal welfare advocate (Colleen Paige)- started National Pet Day to celebrate all the joys (and comfort) that pets give the ones who love and care for them. She wanted everyone to recognize the value of having pets and to encourage people looking for pedigreed pets to check out the Humane Society’s shelters before handing buckets of cash over to breeders.

Her motto was “Adopt, don’t shop!” And I think that makes her a hero when you consider all the millions of pets that enter shelters each year. Thanks to people like her, (and our Can Opener), it worked! People have discovered their best (4 legged) friends there and now over one million happy cats and dogs have found loving homes.

Sushi and I want to thank her and all like her, who care about the happiness and welfare of animals. Since we can’t speak for ourselves, we need heroes to speak up on our behalf- and because of people like this, pets like me and Sushi and so many others can be rescued from abusive situations, and devastation because of wars, hurricanes, earthquakes and all those other things that separate people from their pets and leave homeless and abandoned pets vulnerable and hungry.

So today, take some time to give your pets some extra cuddles, playtime, and grooming. They give you love, warmth, snuggles and companionship all year round. Today is their day to know they matter!

If you don’t have a pet, why not consider visiting your local animal shelter and adopt one?

You just might be lucky enough to get a laptop guard like Sushi! ๐Ÿ˜น

“Now, Human, about that special treat you mentioned…I hope it’s from a tiny, expensive can!”


Yesterday it was Spring.

Image by Ri Butov from Pixabay

I want to know who stole Spring?

Yesterday and the day before were sunny and warm- the neighbors were working in their yards and visiting (outside) again, and Sushi and I were enjoying the sun.

The doorstep was warm and cozy so Sushi was enjoying her ‘sauna.’ It felt really good on her side after those 4 shots at the Vet’s office…
I went next door where the Can Opener and her sister were talking about plans for the garden while Sheba kept chasing me away when I tried to go sit with them.

The lilac tree is blossoming, and cherry blossoms were flying through the air like snow. I love those- Just like with falling snow, I chase the blossoms and try to catch them when they fall. The Can Opener gets a kick out of watching me do that.

However, she didn’t get a kick out of my threatening the duck couple that came moseying into our yard…

* My goodness, what delicious, I mean, adorable little dinners, DUCKS! *

It was sunny and warm and perfect the last couple of days- and this morning I was all eager to go outside and find my little fillets- I mean, FRIENDS again (just to say hello, really!)- and then the Can Opener opened the door and all of a sudden, it’s Noah’s Ark all over again!

But the funny thing is, if ducks don’t mind water and rain, why didn’t they come back? I just can’t understand it!

But I’ll be waiting when it stops raining.

Sushi and the Vet- and the dogs

Mom- I don’t like it here! What is that black thing the size of a horse with its tongue hanging out? IT’S STARING AT ME!

Hey, Mom- I assure you you don’t have enough treats to buy your way out of this one!

I knew Sushi wasn’t going to appreciate the trip to the vet – But she appreciated it a lot less when we walked in and found that every Human being in the waiting room had a dog with them – (or two). The dogs ranged in size from a cucumber to a mini horse, and then there was the little walking mop with bleeding paws. He had his hair pulled up in a scrunchie with a pink bow on top of his head and couldn’t seem to keep his tongue in his mouth (the rest of them couldn’t, either for some reason) – and he was on a long leash and seemed quite enamored with the gray thing in the pink box with the big green eyes. He wouldn’t have been so enamored if he’d seen her claws.

The appointment was at 6:30 and we were still waiting for Sushi to get taken to a room at 8:00. Sushi objected loudly (and was getting hungry)- so she really didn’t like those overgrown hairballs staring at her and getting closer to her carrier.

Can we go now?
I think they already went home, Mom. Let’s get out of here.
Hey- you said I was here for a checkup- I checked myself and I’m okay! Let’s GO!

By 9:00, Sushi had been examined and the vet confirmed my suspicion that she had an ear infection in her left ear. I also finally got the name of the “skin condition” she has had since we adopted her- and she got an antibiotic shot for that, another antibiotic shot for feline acne (I never knew cats could get acne, but apparently they need either stainless steel, ceramic, or glass dishes to avoid getting it).

Then there were her Rabies and Distemper shots, and a tube of antibiotic ointment for her ear. She got so many comments on her pretty coat and big green eyes, but that didn’t smooth things out enough for her because by now, rain was pounding like a jackhammer on the roof making her even more nervous, and she was cold.

As soon as we got home, I put the carrier down and opened it, and she flew out of it and ran right to her food dish (big surprise).

I felt awful for her, because that was stressful for her- and having to be in the carrier so long wasn’t good. But once she saw she was safely at home and fed (and given her pain medicine)- she stayed as close to me as possible and kept giving me love all night as if to say, “thank you.” It turns out her skin condition is hyperplasia- which makes her skin extra sensitive (nerve condition)- and giving her back scratches too long actually turns painful after a few seconds. My poor baby!

But at least now I know why she sometimes hisses when we scratch her back, and it is being treated, and I’m happy I noticed she was having a problem with her ear and was able to get her help. Already, she is much calmer and happier. And I’ve gotten rid of her dishes that weren’t glass, ceramic, or stainless steel.

Today, she even followed me outside and got to enjoy the sunshine!

I feel all better now, Mom.
Hey, Twilight’s been really sweet to me since I got back- what’s wrong with her?

Goodnight! ๐Ÿ’š