Hi evfurrybuddy. It's me, Dori. *wavy paws* I hope yoo enjoyed a wonderpurr weekend filled with adventure,
relaxation and delicious noms that yoo normally don’t eat Monday through
Friday. Like hot dogs.
On Caturday I wanted a hot dog while I watched
sports on teevee with Daddy, but Momma told me No!
She said there’s not a lot of actual meat in hot
dogs, even when it's listed as a top ingredient. They are mostly water and fat,
with a tiny bit of meat in the traditional sense. The meat that is used is
lower-grade and has been turned into sludge.
Dear Diary...Today is the First Day of Summer! We are getting hit by huge storms. Last night our two huge water bowls got flooded. Dadders emptied 30 buckets so today’s storms don’t flood our Catio.
As I watched morning rush hour pass by, Cornelius Crowbird stopped to catch me up on neighborhood gossip. He saw the big white poodle, Flagler, out for a stroll with his daddy, and the Woodstocks at the end of the block got a notice from the HOA to remove that giant peace sign off their front lawn as it offends one of the neighbors. Cornelius didn't say which neighbor, for fear of retaliation. I will pass along updates if there are any.
I also got a little wurk out in atop my ball spinner thingy. I've watched Candy and Frank gently paw the ball, but... Pffft! So lame when you can sit on it and spin that sukka like I do. So much more action!
And then Barbie deer stopped by to tell me she and her sisters were moving to higher ground because the severe storms have flooded the area where they usually sleep. This is Florida and higher ground - especially a mile from the ocean where we are - is probably a slight mound of grass-covered dirt. Still, she was pretty adamant about going, so I didn't bother to argue.
Are you getting storms at your house? Storms in Florida mean the start of hurricane season. I can’t wait! Last year Hurricane Ian stole our power for a couple of days and ripped a roof panel off our Catio. Immediately giant birds started circling overhead as though they were Forest Gump looking down at us cats like we were inside a box of chocolates. Dadders made a temporary cover for the missing screen that kept us safe until the repair dudes could fix it a month later.
Hurricane Nicole showed up on one of the final days of Hurricane season in November and devastated Daytona Beach down the road from us. People lost their homes from wind and flooding. It was very scary, but at my house we breezed through it without damage or losing power.
Here's hoping Hurricane Season 2023 is lame and a big o' failure.
Hi everyone, it's me Dori. *wavy paws* I wanted to check in with yoo to make sure yoo are doing well and the summertime hoomiditty hasn't melted yoor bwains. Yes, I know Summer doesn't offically start until next Wednesday, but here in FloryDa it has been hunkered down like a smelly ol' toad in our catio since April. In case yoo are wonderpurring, my bwains are nice 'n chill... like plump pink shwimps relaxing on a bed of ice chips. It's the Tabby Way to be chill during the worst of summer heat.
So, what have yoo been up to since we last meowed? Are yoo following the Yellowstone saga where Kevy Costner is definitely leaving and making everyone else in the cast lose their jobs? Or that Laramie and Walker are a couple in real life?
Anybuddy else having a Regretful Monday? Thinking that homegrown catnip I got off of Misty at @Misty.s_World was a bit more potent than I'm used to. Probably her Appalachian Mountain air adds a THC-ish kick we don't get here in Florida.
All I'm saying is... I'd rather regret the things I've done than regret the things I haven't done. Amirite?
PeeEss - bet you checked @ShiteyKitteh's IG didn't you?
Dearest Friends, We hope yoo are in the process of
recovering from a long, fun-filled holiday weekend, and didn’t overindulge in
too many hot dogs slathered with mustard and catsup with extra relish and
potato salad on the side. With chips and Coca Cola. And blueberry pie. Never
skip the pie.
Momma bought us a can of shredded
crabmeat to celebrate, but only Wabbit seemed to like it. If she had bothered
to text me I could’ve saved her three dollars by telling her to spend the money
wisely on Churus.
Anyway, we had a very exciting weekend
and … wait for it… all because Momma took Chevy and Nikolas to see Dr. Feelgood
on Thursday. I know, good things normally don’t come from being crammed into a
pet carrier and driven to the ends of the earth, only to be poked and prodded by
a stranger who smells like dogs and foreign cats. But Thursday was a rare
exception.
