My Birthday: Whistle

Tomorrow I will be 5 years old. I was born in an empty house the night before Katrina blew through my town. My Mom went into labor with me and my litter-mates as the barometric pressure rose. We all came into a new world of downed trees, no power and a ruined homes.
It's best to be a kitten when hurricanes come. We were safe and dry, left alone in a house with food and water for our Mom and a comfortable place for us to snuggle with her. My eyes weren't open yet so I couldn't see the sky or even outdoors. I didn't know our Mom kept us close because she was anxious. I was warm and dry and ready to nurse.
Several weeks later, my owner brought me to the family I have now. I don't remember much about my first owner but she must have loved us because our family now is great.
I've learned so much in five years.
*a full food bowl inspires confidence
*having my litter-mate and other brother by a different mother close-by makes me happy
*if you love a dog like my dog Sister, you can learn to love a new dog
*having friends everywhere is fun and they don't eat your cat cookies
*some people think my magazine subscriptions are odd. I'm taking Oprah's mag now. My New Yorker sub ended.
*cat cookies are great 24/7
*sleeping with my people is good
*if you use your litter box exclusively you get in less trouble
*Cat University is more fun than Cat School
*being a Ginger Cat means I am beautiful
*nose freckles are admired greatly

I'm sure there is more. I can't think beyond the canned cat food I'm getting tomorrow at my Birthday Bash.

Thanks for you support of my bloggage,

Whistle, this is my blog

A Prayer from Whistle

Dear God, this is your Whistle.
Thank you for this day. Thank you for all I see around me.
For what is above my head, what is below my paws.
Thank you for everything!

Thank you for my brothers and my nanny, Sister the Dog.
Thank you for my humans.
Thank you for the big clay pot of catnip growing outside the window.
Thank you for all the birds out side; squirrels, too.

Thank you for Greenies, cat food and clean water.
Thank you for fresh litterboxes.
Thank you for the strength to jump high on the Study bookcases.
Thank you that no one saw me knock over the lamp in the dining room.

Thank you for my friends near and far.
Thank you for my green collar.
Thank you that I am dressed in clothes once a year on Halloween.
Thank you for ear scratches, purrs received with delight and bugs.

Thank you for making me and placing me in my home.
Amen.

LD is home!

She came back last night. We feel happy and full of purrs!

To get ready for her, I put tiny air holes in this wingback chair.

She loves me!


Whistle, one happy kitty

This is MY blog and I approve this message.

Fish here. Whistle is off giving lap time to one of our people.
Everyone is home with us! We slept on her bed and now I'm telling you what is going on.

There is a wet thing outside today. Water is on the windows and floor outside.
We are inside, dry and full of cat cookies.

When a hurricane comes, we give lots of cat contact by staying with our people. I hid under the covers of her bed yesterday for hours. I didn't know what was happening. They moved big green plants inside and stuff from outside, too. I love having green plants indoors! I found bugs and geckos to catch! It's like a big party in here but the people feel stiff and tired.

It's our job to help our people. Not difficult to do because when I feel them getting stiff and tired, they pick me up to snuggle into my fur. She tells me she loves me and that I am wonderful many times.

Sister, our dog, is staying close to the people, too. She is beautiful. She has new flavor because the people took her to a place where she got a "bath". So silly! We groom Sister everyday! She doesn't need to go anywhere!

I try to worry when my people worry but I cannot. We are safe and dry. We have plenty of food. I can go wrestle with Whistle or Dubby anytime I want to. My water bowl is full. The litter box is clean. Really, now, what else is needed? Nothing to worry about here.

Dubby thinks the plants brought indoors are for our birthday celebration. I didn't tell him otherwise. He's young and this is his first hurricane.

Forgot to tell you that she sewed a wool felted sweater scrap cover for me! It's toasty and smells like her hands. I tried it out last night and slept for several hours under it.

If you are a cat, you need one of these cover thingies.

Time to go. I hear the cat food cannister shaking.

Fish, I am sure I am her favorite.

Oh Rats!

Aunt LLS has a suitcase on her bed. She's putting stuff into it and will go back to her cats tomorrow.

She gave me a long cat massage today. I don't even feel my old sports injuries from chasing mice, beating up Fish and running madcap through the house late at night.

I feel like a new cat!

I wish she could live with us. She gave us Greenies today! I got most of them!

Sadly,

Whistle,

Greenies, the Preferred Treat of this Blog