This Day is for Mommy!

....and we gave Mommy just what she asked for: 

lots of easy on Sunday, some peace and quiet

on her special day!

Saturday Smooch

Me giving my sweet Mommy some

Saturday (and early Mother's Day)

sugar!

Mother's Day Sunday

At our house
we got Mother's Day
 and as you can see:

I am the closest to my sweet Mommy

On this special super day, and then we

also got Sunday where being

 Easy is still pretty important.

...and I like it like that...

Mother's Day in the USA

My Mommy has been with
Me and my Brother Earl Gray
Every step of the way
From when we were itty bitty kitties:

To us being being grown up man cats

As we take stock of our savannah...

And even to her own brother, Uncle MaxMaxx 
Who knows when to give
Credit when credit is due!

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

We couldn't do it without you all the wonderful females in our lives! 

Sunday Mother's Day!!

Happy Mother's Day

to all of the Mommies out there--

From kitties, puppies, humans and inbetween--

Thank you for raising us

So we can finally look after YOU!

And......

 Tommy as a nine week old kitten with her Mommy. Hey that's the same age as ME, in my itty bitty kitty photo  with my sweet Mommy!

If you kinda wanna, click here: Tommy's blog (to just see her blog, just for this ONE time ---you gotta come back to MINE!) to see what Tommy wrote bout

her Mommy on this very special day...

Enjoy and purr extra loud, Mommies like that :)

Man Cat Mommy Monday

Mommy keeps Tommy company during school work time

which I don't get cuz Tommy is OFF from her job all week!

Tommy keeps yammerin' something  bout her

Birthday later this week. Hmm. Well, it's not MY birthday-

So let's just move on...

See the pretty picture of the lady in hat on the right of MY blog?

Tommy is part of neat thing for men and women humans

Who's Mommys are in Heaven-.

It's called Remembering Mom luncheon and held the

Day before Mother's Day here in Dallas.

Humans get together to remember and be with others that know

What it's like. I know I'm blessed to still have my Mommy -

And I know sometimes Tommy is sad cause hers in Heaven.

Remembering Mom makes Tommy and others not feel so sad-

So if you're interested or know somebody that could be

Just click on the pretty picture of the lady in the hat--

In the meantime, I'm gonna curl up to my Mommy

And maybe bite Tommy's fingers....

Easy on Mother's Day

For all Mommy does

To take care of each and every one of us

We feel it's little to ask

To make sure Mommy relaxes

And takes it so easy on this Special Sunday...

So Uncle MaxxMaxx keeps

Guard on our jewel of our house-

How's it always been

And should always be..

Happy Mother's Day!

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Usually don't say much about Tommy's blog, but today I will. I'm linking to a post Tommy wrote about Mother's Day 2009. Tommy was a 13 year old kitten when Mommy went to Heaven. Tommy today is bittersweet and that's OK, I'll purr and make her feel better! :)

Easy Just Like Mother's Day Sunday

Even tho Me and Brother Earl Gray

Are now great big handsome (Me more than Brother) ManCats

We still know where the best place is to be...

MOMMY!

Sure, we go our seperate way sometimes

Brother likes camp out on the wooden thing Tommy calls a piano

Tommy nevers uses it so how does she know the name?

Hmm.

And I like a window.

But when all is said and done

We great big handsome ManCats (Me more than Brother)

Go to where the gettin' is still good:

MOMMY!

The way is should always be on this Sunday

Friday is Tommy's Time!

Since Tommy feeds us, cleans our litter boxes, gives us treats (except when we look at the camera) and doesn't disturb us when she gets into HER bed--I decided to devote this day to Tommy--and probably the last time in a while, can't get her feelin all lioness on the savannah and all! And to be honest, she likes those pictures of us as itty bitty cats, so....

OK, I know it's Mother's Day on Sunday. Mommy has said to let her rest on Sunday. We can curl, but don't expect any baths that day. We're grown and we're on our own, she says. Drat. For Tommy, she says Mother's Day is a sorta bittersweet day. Tommy's not had her Mommy for a long time, since she was a young girlcat. So Tommy wrote something about that and turns out it's been published in local Dallas newspapers ever since 2004. That's before I even showed up, but nonetheless.

Because of Tommy, I'll post that writing here AND pictures of when Tommy was a

kitten. Just to get back-like this one. Tommy was a 9 week old kitten held by her Mommy.

Now Tommy's writing:

Another View

Years ago, avoidance of the greeting card aisle near Mother’s Day rivaled my loveless affair with liver and onions. Even as I rushed past the cards, the words, “To My Dear Mother,” screamed at me. As people did their best to pick the most perfect Mother’s Day card, envy, not blood, flowed through my veins. Did they know how blessed they were?

My mother died from yellow liver atrophy almost three months to the day after surgery. She was forty-three. I was thirteen. She was too young to die and I was too young to be left without a mom. Now it was just my dad and me. Even at thirteen, I wondered how we would survive. I hated that my mom never hesitated to spank, yet I would let her spank me a thousand times over if God would bring her back.

My peaceful world was gone. No more ‘girls only’ nights when my dad worked late. We’d drive as far as time and ice cream took us. Laughs and song filled the air. No more would I watch her put on eyeshadow and wonder if I would ever be as pretty.

Mother’s Day soon became just another Sunday without football.

For twenty years, I permitted my mom’s death to be the root of my stumbles. Life moved on, but I lagged behind. I somehow had to learn from her life so I could finally live my own.
I was sick and tired of being sick and tired of not being able to change the past. I had to embrace my mom’s death and move on. God’s word opened that door with Psalms 121 (NIV): I lift up my eyes to the hills-where does my help come from? I knew where to start.

Now, I no longer avoid the Mother’s Day card aisle. Like everyone else, I hunt for the perfect one. How can I not celebrate the woman who introduced me to A & W onion rings while she explained changes a young girl experiences are a celebration? I sign my card with love and tuck it away with the others.
Our life together lasted just thirteen years, yet was more valuable than rubies. My mother’s spirit dances within me every second, every minute, every day. I am truly blessed, for I know one day we’ll see each other again. Our laughter and songs will fill the air. Praise God.
©2008

And for your viewing pleasure....

Where's the treats??

Then I found this picture of Tommy with this girl and guy. The back of the picture says Debbie and Donny Osmond...WHO? Tommy wrote it was week after their wedding day--which was May 8, 1978. Since that proves Tommy is really old, I made the picture the black and white, just like all the others. Donny Osmond...? Hmm. Lots of teeth.

Happy Friday to all our friends!

Happy Mother's Day to all the Mommies!

Now Tommy is off doing that dance she does EVERY Friday--all is right with the world!