Thursday Thanks-Perry Talks

Hello everyone-Perry here!

The Kid (that’s Noir to you) gave me the go ahead to post today. Not sure if the head bop persuaded him any..! Wanted to talk about Sammy, a snowshoe Siamese I had the pleasure to know for five too short years.

Tommy and me think about Sammy lot, this time of year. Because Sammy went to Heaven in late August 2006. He lost his four year battle with kidney failure. Oh, how he hated Tommy to give him his fluids--but he took it like man cat--in silence. The day Sammy went to Heaven, he literally went to sleep in Tommy’s arms. His head on her heart. Tommy likes the fact he went to sleep hearing her heart beat. Tommy thinks Sammy wanted to make sure she was gonna be OK from her open heart surgery that March-before he went to Heaven.

So I wanted to show Sammy and me-from somewhere in those last couple of months. No way, do I seem cranky, like The Kid (that’s Noir to you) says so much. Nope. I’m good to those that are good to me.

Sammy was just that. A wonderful crossed eye snow shoe’d man cat, who put up with the kitten me and growing up me. I KNOW I drove Sammy so nuts! Yea, I got on his nerves, but Sammy never really turned me away.

A good guy never does.

---Perry

Tuesday Toot Horn

My purr-fect pal Millie presented me with the Oops I Ate It Award where a kitty or puppy chowed on something they shouldn't have. In Millie's house, the puppy Monty fessed up--twice!

The rules say "when accepting this award you must blog about the food you have stolen when your humans weren't watching. If you have never stolen any food, you must be a very good pup or kitty. You can accept this yummy tray of cookies as your reward!!! Next add the logo of this award to your blog (optional), then nominate at least 5 other furry blogs and let them know by leaving them a message on their blogs."

OK. In my house Perry is gonna be the one to confess. Mainly, cuz Tommy usta have better 'worth stealing food' before we all showed up. Says her health dictates it. Yea, sure. Stick with THAT story! Just don't think Tommy wants to share....

And the other thing, the nominate 5 other furry chums--gotta put a twist on that. 'cuz I've seen this dee-lish award on other kitty and puppy blogs and I'm scared I might repeat it over and over. So I'm nominating EVERYBODY for the award! If you are honest enough to confess the food you've swiped--then this award is YOURS! Let us know you've posted it--because confession is good for the soul! And now...

I, Perry am guilty of stealing food! The Kid (that's Noir to you) doesn't know what he's missing! Yes, indeed--such a better life before they showed up....oh well, I can still dream about those once upon a time times...Anyway I will share two most notable times.

First: Tommy usta DEE-vour these tortilla corn chips! The white corn kind. She'd snarf down those things with this red stuff called salsa. Didn't really feel that--but the CHIPS. Brenner

and Sammy--the two before cats who were with Tommy when I first came to Dallas showed me the ropes. At night, Tommy would put the closed up chip sack on the counter, right? Well, come morning time the sack would be on the floor, ripped open with crumbs abound! HAHAHA! Tommy got smart and would put the sack in the fridge or oven--away from us--drat! Even after Brenner and Sammy went to Heaven, and if by chance Tommy left the sack on the counter---meee-YOW! I knew Brenner and Sammy were just right there. Nowadays--not so many chips. Tommy will pop some corn, but it's not the same... :(

a really teeny tiny picture of Brenner and me--a couple days after we met. This was in Iowa. Tommy didn't do a hot shot job of scanning. She's found the original print and will try again.

Second: Ice cream. Especially if Tommy got distracted with something and set down a bowl that was just ripe for lickin', me and before kitty Sammy would do the pickin' with pleasure! Tommy still may do some ice cream these days--but she tries to not eat as much. Heck-what fun is THAT??

And let me say this, The Kid (that's Noir to you) just eyes me with his tail flippin' this way and that--like I'm gonna do something to his precious blog--Hey, I'm just makin' it better. Like my life WAS before they all showed up....*sigh*

The Kid will learn. Thanks for letting me confess. I feel better now. Where's the catnip?

----Perry

Almost a Spring Saturday...almost!

Cranky Ol Sour Puss Perry likes to remind us how GOOD he had it--like way before we even showed up. Perry says Tommy lived in a place where he just sat and watched the world go by. With all her plants. No worries about us or anything. Just him and Sammy and Tommy. He said it was more quiet it then too. And how he loved Saturdays, especially Spring Saturdays, cause Tommy was home and they could just be together. Hmm. I tell him its that same way now. Just better because of all of us are here for him and Tommy. Cranky Ol Sour Puss Perry just shakes his head and takes over a window. In the bottom picture, you gotta look real hard to see Perry in the corner--then there's Sammy. I bet Sammy was nice. Had to be, to put up with the Cranky Ol Sour Puss.

I really do like Perry. Wish he liked me.

Friday Ago Memory

Tommy said Socks went to Heaven today. He lived in that big White House where the family who lives there now, want a dog. Tommy smiled when she saw Socks' picture and said how Socks probably had so much fun in that big White House. And Socks feels so much better now that's he's in Heaven.

When Tommy looked through her pictures, I saw one of Cranky Ol Sour Puss Perry, who didn't look much like a sour puss but looked kinda nice--with a Siamese.

That Siamese musta known something we don't know. Perry doesn't curl up with us at all! Oh well. Tommy says the Snow Shoe Siamese is Sammy. Renal failure finally took him. Tommy said Sammy cradled his head under her chin as she talked to him until Sammy went to sleep. Tommy says memories of Socks will be forever with his families. Just like Sammy is with Tommy.

New memories, started three months after Sammy went to Heaven, Tommy says. That's when Mommy, Daddy Peyton and Uncle MaxMaxx virtually showed up at her door step and moved in.

That musta have been with Perry turned into a cranky ol sour puss. Hmm. Come to think about it, maybe Perry still has his own Sammy memories too?

I'll try to be nicer.

Don't tell Perry.