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Spotlight Thursday – Meet Beba and Barmalei

Spotlight Thursday

Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY.  This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better.  Some of them, you may already know.  We hope that you enjoy this series!


Name:  I am Beba. When our humans first saw us, they only wanted my brother Barmalei. But He picked me up and asked, “Who is this tiny ball of fluff that fits in my palm?” “This is Fluffy,” said the Rescue lady, – she seems to be fine now, but she was rescued two weeks later than the rest of the litter, and she was very sick. The doctor thought she would not survive. “ And He said to Her, “I am not letting this one go.”  So She said, “Fine, we’ll take both, but what kind of a name is Fluffy? She is so beautiful; let’s call her Bella – beautiful.”

(Later we found out that it was Her nickname when she was a child, given by Italian neighbors – ha! These humans – no imagination!).  He said, “But she is so small! In Odessa, every Bella is called Beba when she is little. Let’s call her Beba!” And you know what, I am a big cat now, but they still call me Beba! What happened to Bella, I want to know? Oh, and by the way, we don’t call our humans mom and dad because it would imply that we are children, and we are not! We are mature, responsible cats.

Beba, you? Mature? You are just as mature as He; both of you have ADHD, but at least he takes his meds! Mrrrr! Frrrr!  Beba – behave! Hi there, Bacon! I am Barmalei. As you have gathered, we call our humans He and She because they think they are our equals. I allow them to think so. When they met us, my name was Barak, but She thought it was disrespectful to the President, so they renamed me. Barmalei is what they call a boogeyman in Russia, and I am all black, like a real boogeyman. It does sound a little like Barak, so it was easy to get used to. Sometimes she also calls me Majestic and Super Intelligent, but I don’t think those are names.

Age:  We are 8 ½ years old. We are mature cats. Well, some of us are.  Frrrr!  Behave, girl!

Location:  We are South Beach kitties! Cats come from all over the world to have fun here, and we live here – are we lucky or what!  But we never go outside because it’s not safe.  Oh, but there is plenty to do inside, even though it’s just a little two-bedroom apartment. Swinging on curtains, tearing down drapes, scratching upholstery…

…eating Her roses …Yes, eating her roses – roses are delicious, especially the red ones! Mrrrr! And what about playing piano? I love music!  Well, I prefer helping in the kitchen or typing on the computer. We are not allowed on tables or counters, of course, but I can sit under the table and purr to inspire Her. I have a really loud purr, and She loves it! Sometimes I nudge Her elbow with my paw when She takes pictures, to give Her a better angle, of course.

You forget Friday Mornings! Mrrrr!  I never forget anything! Contrary to you and Him, I don’t have ADHD. I am superbly organized. I know that on Friday morning, I have to remind Her to serve us our favorite Chicken with Gravy dinner in a special fancy human dish on a human table, to honor Shabbos. Maybe She will remember, but She is always so busy before Shabbos, so I remind Her – in my full voice.

Web/Blog Page:  Oh, we don’t have one. We are not writing cats, we are South Beach beauties!  Manicure, pedicure, grooming, greeting guests – who has time for writing?   Talk about yourself, Beba. I am not a writing cat, but I am a reading cat and even a praying cat. When He prays at home, I inspire Him by turning pages in His prayer book. Anyway, we let Her engage in silly human pastimes like blogging. If you are interested, Her blog is https://koolkosherkitchen.wordpress.com/ , and she writes all kinds of funky stuff about food and cooking, and stories related to food and cooking. Other humans seem to like it, I guess, since she keeps  getting those “awards” which are things you can’t see, eat, or smell. I just wonder… Anyway, we support Her by providing inspiration and entertainment.  And beauty too! Mrrrr!

What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents?   Thoughts? We were little babies! In our foster mom’s home there were other little rescued kittens, a whole bunch of them, so she was nice, but we weren’t getting a lot of attention. All of a sudden, here is this big man with gentle hands who calls me beautiful and the little lady who speaks cat language! She doesn’t really speak cat language, but we understand Her, and She understands us. We can hold an intelligent conversation. Some of us, that is. I do think that She is a kind of a cat, even though She looks like a human. She and I look alike, everybody says that.  

Mrrr! Me and Him look alike too! She says I have His green eyes.  And his ADHD, too.  Frrrrr! Slap! People with ADHD are smarter than everybody else! They have higher IQ, whatever that is – She says so!  That’s people, silly, not cats. You, for example, don’t even know proper grammar. Embarrassing, that.  Ah, whatever… Time to brush my tail…

What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home?  Let me say it! Let me say! They had our toys and they gave us new toys, too! I had a blast! There was no other kitten to grab my toys, and my brother is good that way; he never takes my toys away from me.   Well, I personally have never been much interested in toys. I do sometimes pick up that purple fluffy thing… A bird, brother, that’s a bird! … that was a bird before my sister tore it apart, and place it on Her couch as a little token of my love. You see, with me it was love from the first sight! With Her too, I know that! She asked me to kiss Her on the nose right away, and I did. I love settling myself on Her tummy when she is working, or reading, or watching that big screen that sometimes shows people singing. Oh, I love people singing! It’s called opera, and also musical, and I get off Her tummy and go sit down right in front of the screen. Then He says, “Barmalei, you are not transparent, we can’t see through you!” and I go back to Her, my one and only true love, and I kiss Her nose, and groom Her eyelashes with my paw, and let Her tell me how intelligent and majestic I am, and I purr so loudly that they can’t hear the music… I think He is a little jealous; after all She is His wife. I am only Her Familiar – that’s what He says.

Frrrrr! Nobody lets me groom their eyelashes! Not fair!  Because you scratch and bite, silly, and that’s why you get your manicures and pedicures.  But I only want to play! Mrrrrr! Anyway, a girl needs her mani-pedi, and I’ve trained them to provide regular beauty treatments for me! Aha!

What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home?   As a responsible individual, I have never done anything wrong. My sister, on the other hand…Oh you! Frrrrr! Slap! Who tells me to go taste the roses, and then I get in trouble, and you just sit there, as if you don’t know what’s happening? And who wakes me up by touching my whiskers and then runs away? Of course I have to chase you, and if I break a glass or two on the way, it isn’t my fault!  

Ah, you poor innocent! Who made a hole underneath the mattress and hid inside for hours, until She almost had a heart attack, and He was giving her that medicine that would make us drunk if we were allowed to have it? Who goes and does her necessary in the hallway if your meowjesty’s litter box is not cleaned right this moment?  That’s it. I’ll get into my hole in the mattress and cry.   Oh, come on, Beba, you know everybody loves you! We are doing an interview, and you will be a big star, bigger than Emma Stone!

Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why? Him!  Him, for sure.  He does not chase me off the dining room table where the roses are. And He lets my brother get on the table, too, and turn the pages for Him. He climbs up and hangs the drapery back every time I swing and tear it down.

You have to remind Him to refill our food and water bowls, and He doesn’t understand us, but She does, and She makes sure to translate for Him. She is strict. When She catches me on the table, all She has to do is to say my name, and I am off, pronto!  

But we eat treats out of her hand every morning!  Yeah, but She wouldn’t give them to us at any other time, even when we are very good! Mrrrr!  Beba, I am always good.  Frrrr! Mrrrr! Slap!

What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you?  Oh, this one is funny! When they see my brother for the first time, some of them get scared. And he is the gentlest, sweetest, most sociable cat around, and he loves to greet guests, but he is black, and some humans think it’s scary, and then they call me silly – imagine!

 Unfortunately, this is true. It takes time for them to get used to me, but some of them still don’t want to play with me – pity! They want to play with my sister, a gorgeous fluffy fur ball, but they don’t realize that she scratches and bites. Granted, she thinks she is playing, but humans get hurt. Now, I never scratch or bite, but they don’t trust me. Oh well, I am too proud to complain. I am Majestic, I take good care of my sister, and I have my only true love. Life is beautiful.




Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!

 
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Posted by on March 30, 2017 in Spotlight Thursday

 

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Travels in the South

If you had to describe comfort in a picture, this would be mom’s.  It doesn’t look pretty but mom says it is totally awesome.  What is it you ask?  This creation is called Chocolate Cream Pie and it’s found out a place called Waffle House.  They don’t have them all of the time.  Usually they have them in the freezer and they forget to put them out – snorts with piggy laughter.  But mom loves this pie.  It’s her comfort pie.

She hasn’t had one lately.  This picture was actually taken several weeks ago.  But every once in a while, mom still looks at this picture and dreams about how good it tastes.

Do you have ‘comfort’ food like mom?  If so, what kind?  Please share my sweet friends. ❤

 

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Dear Bacon

 

20130214-082832.jpgDear Bacon – I think my face may freeze this way.  I saw my humans naked again – the horrors!  I’m not sure if I can ever face them again.

Have you ever felt this way?  Signed Bub

Dear Bub – That is really the look.  Thankfully, my humans don’t change clothes in front of me.  I think if they did, I would probably look the same!

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Dear Bacon – It’s embarrassing some of the things I see in the zoo.  Humans only see things from their perspective.  I on the other hand see things that the humans don’t think other people are watching.  It’s really bad.  I’ve got some stories to tell!  Signed Blushing Bear

Dear Blushing Bear – I think you have a future there.  Perhaps you should write a novel – Stories from the Other Side of the Fence; or You’re Not Alone; or better yet Those Crazy Humans.  I would definitely get it and have mom read it to me at night!


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Dear Bacon – I guess the secret is out.  This is how we nip and tuck in the doggy world.  Sigh – it was bound to make the news sooner or later.  Signed Wrinkles R Us

Dear Wrinkles R Us – I wonder if that would help with my rolls of extra skin?  I’m thinking I’m going to have to try that.  Thanks for the ideas and by the way – you’re beautiful regardless!


20130214-082908.jpgDear Bacon – Yeah, you pay the time for the crime and so do I.  My humans make me sit in time out on the couch in the living room.  So humiliating.  At least you get the sanctuary of your room.  Signed Dog Pound

Dear Dog Pound  – WOW – you do look like you’re in a bit of trouble there my friend.  I have to ask though because I don’t know what you did.  Was it worth it?  Try to stay on the right side of the law my friend.

 
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Posted by on March 28, 2017 in Bacon, Dear Bacon

 

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Playing with Pooh

 
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Posted by on March 26, 2017 in Bacon

 

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Exercise

 
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Paw Time with Houdini


Barks!  Hey sweet friends.  How are you doing?  I must tell you about my adventure over the weekend.  It was most interesting for sure.  Last Saturday mom went to go feed me my breakfast and guess what?  I wouldn’t eat it.  Nope.  I looked at her and sat down on the floor.  Mom knew right there and then something was wrong.  Mom’s always know, right?  She picked me up and I put my head on her shoulder just staring in her eyes.  I was trying to use my doggy psychic powers and let her know what was wrong.  Mom woke up daddy and told him to get dressed that we were going to the V.E.T.  Now, mom doesn’t think I can spell but I knew what she was saying.  And at that point, I didn’t care.  Mom kept saying she and dad were going to make me all better and I believed them.

At the vet’s office, I was the first one back for the day. I got to see my regular doctor.  Of course there was the alien probe and then the touchy feeling all over my body.  The doctor even tried to feed me and I wouldn’t eat.  Then he looked at mom/dad and said he knew exactly what was wrong.  What was it you ask?  I had a bad sinus infection in my throat.  Who knew?!  Of course it makes sense now.  I got a shot in my rump for my sick feeling to my tummy and some allergy pills.  Let me tell you friends, that shot did wonders.  We were half way home and it was like my tummy flipped and I felt so much better already!  I couldn’t help but give mom/dad kisses for making me better.  And during this pollen season outside, guess who will be taking allergy pills – moi!  I’ve had several now and I feel so good – no more sneezing for this pooch.

Now I leave you with a repeat on Jokes with Dad.  We didn’t have time to get any new ones done this week.  But never fear, I will corner dad down this weekend and got a bunch of new ones.  Hope you have an awesome weekend friends.

 
 

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Spotlight Thursday – Meet Rocky and Bullwinkle

Spotlight Thursday

Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY.  This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better.  Some of them, you may already know.  We hope that you enjoy this series!

❤ Rocky and Bullwinkle are Facebook friends.  They will be checking in throughout the day to answer any comments/questions.  Let’s welcome them ❤


Name:  Rocky and Bullwinkle

Age:   One years young

Location:  Cumming, Georgia

Web/Blog Page:  Facebook – Rocky and Bullwinkle

What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents?   Our dad was scary at first.  He had to chase us to get us in the crate.  We ran away but eventually he caught us.  He was very nice but it was scary being placed in the back of the truck.  When we got to our new home, we met our mommy who was very beautiful ❤ and she was so nice to us.  We knew right away our mommy really loved us.

What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home?  After finishing our job of eating all of the ivy and brush, we knew they fell in love with us and built us a house.  And our new fur mom Sierra loved us a lot.

What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home?   Rocky here.  My big no-no was good.  I escaped out of the fence.  That’s bad enough but wait for it.  I then ate mom’s favorite plant.  Okay yeah that was definitely bad but wait for it.  I then jumped on the table outside and pooped on it.  Yeah, and they still kept me.  If nothing shows love, that does.  Bullwinkle here.  My big no-no wasn’t as bad as Rocky’s – trust me on that.  The worst I do is maybe scream and maybe complain when I’m hungry.  But don’t you complain when you’re hungry?

 Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why?  Rocky here.  I’m like dad.  People actually call us two peas in a pod and say that me and dad think the same and act crazy.  Bullwinkle here.  I’m very close to mom.  We love each very much!

What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you?  People think us goats eat tin cans – we don’t even like the taste!  Actually we are very intelligent and we put things in/out of our mouths because that’s how we find out what things are like – you know like how dogs smell things.  And if anyone gets a goat, we need to come in pairs.  We don’t do well without a friend.  And let me tell you, a lonely goat is a bad goat.  And we are very loving.  We can act like big goofy dogs.♥

This is us – Rocky and Bullwinkle – with Sierra.  Happy Trails!


Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!

 
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Posted by on March 23, 2017 in Spotlight Thursday

 

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