SUNDAY MORNING TALK SHOW

Sunday Morning Talk Show ~ and no, I'm not talking about all the ones on TV.  And there are so many.  They're on the regular networks and all the cable channels ~ but me and mine Mommy figured out that with "whatever" the news of the week was (and last week it was purrty bad) ~ all the shows will be saying the same thing!  She used to flip, flip, flip from one to another to another.  No more.

Now the Sunday Morning Talk Show is her talking to me!  Meow she says.  Meow I say.  It's much more fun.  Wouldn't you agree?  Sanity reigns.  Let the sunshine in!  I sit up here atop my polka dot chair, I turn into a bobblehead kitty and watch her do this (like put away last nights clean dishes) and watch her do that (like make the bed) and each time she walks by she pets me and we kiss-bump our noses and say "meow".  Meow means I love you.  It's our very own purrsonal Sunday Morning Talk Show.

Gotta go now, we got some talking to do ... meow!

THE ARTS

Beautiful inside and outside, and historically significant,

the Baltimore School for the Arts makes it home in the former Alcazar Hotel (1924)

 and a brownstone mansion (1850) next door, once the residence of H.L. Mencken.

It is located about two blocks from where I live in the Mt. Vernon neighborhood

of downtown Baltimore.

Recently, my friend and neighbor, Linda and I, enjoyed a wonderful

Sunday matinee production of  music and dance in the magnificent theater there.

HAPPY IS

HAPPY IS  

Because mine Mommy sometimes gets all upset with the way the world is, 
I thought to share with her my thoughts about how to be happy.

Happy is: getting a bit of fresh air, I so enjoy that here at my window

Happy is: remembering even on a cloudy day the sun still shines somewhere

Happy is: a birdie will fly by if I'm patient, 
good things come when you just wait a bit

Happy is: the church bells will ring again on the next hour, just listen

Happy is: flowers are beginning to bloom in the park, 
take a walk, see them, smell them

Happy is: share a smile and a kind word with someone today
and oh, remember to pet my furs,

petting is like hugging, it's a magical kind of happy

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

... and before I forget, it will make me happy if'n you'll put all my

springs back on the window rim, I had lots of happy-fun in the night

putting them all in my rounder ... meow

DID YOU GET THE SAME E-MAIL?

It's Monday.
I gots an e-mail in my in box.
It said you has to RTW.
Or you'll be subject to a RIF.
It came from the OPM.

So.

I will return to whining.

I do not want to be part of a reduction in felines.

I always pays attention to the office of purrsonnel management.

(that's who feedz me ...)

~ updating after reading the first few comments ~

ZOEY

 

ZOEY.  I've never been able to really tell her story and am still unable to fully do so.  She shared our lives, our home in Florida from the age of 5-months in September 2006 until June of 2013, a few months after my husband passed away.  To say she was special is an understatement, so I hope the images above, chosen from thousands, tell her story.  

ZOEY~ was Poppy Vic's "heart cat" in every way and over his four years of cancer treatments she was at his side, and while he still worked you'd find her on his desk, a cat nap in his in-box.  Yet during those same years she found time to run about our home, play and tease our infant grandson who stayed with us each day and entertain my elderly Mom, for whom I was also caregiver.  

ZOEY ~ her days were certainly full ~ going from one to another of her "family members", very young and very old ~ watching over them all.  Her attention to me came only at meal time!!  Just the same, I adored this toothy-polka-dot toed silly little kitty girl.

ZOEY ~ in late 2012 much had changed and now there was a need to sell our home after losing my Mom, and then Poppy Vic and the decision was made to move North, and I was unable to take her with me.  So in June of 2013 she moved, to a new home, to remain a Florida girl and found new parents who loved her as much as we had.  Parents who enjoyed all her silliness and sweetness as much as we had ~ and with them, went on to enjoy many many more years of wonderful life ... but she is always, Zoey Forever.

ZOEY ~ April 6, 2006 to April 18, 2020