Earth Day 2012 – All Creatures Great and Small


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Good afternoon Earth Day 2012!

Grace and Twilight, so thankful to be basking in the sun this morning via Mother Nature, wanted to remind us that Earth Day should be top of mind each day.

Mr. Sun's warmth provides a sister sharing morning. Earth Day 2012

A clean healthy world is essential and will exist for future generations of all animals if we do our part today.  Be aware and mindful of your carbon footprint.

Grace and Twilight recently found this video of Koko, the Gorilla, who receives a kitten visit.  Showing gentle love to our earth, as Koko is showing her gentle love toward this baby kitten, Tiger is a good start towards making a difference in our planet.  Love this earth, it’s the only one we have.  A good day and a good clean future to you!

Tracks in the Sand

Beautiful Shades of blue and how appropriate “Tracks in the Sand” – reminding me of my favorite color, shades of blue and in memory of my Blue’s eyes. Thank you to all who viewed my most recent blog post – We named our Love Story Blue Kitty Girl. And, thank you Tony for this beautiful post.

We Named Our Love Story, Blue Kitty Girl,


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Kitty Girl Blue

Little Miss, Held forever in our hearts.  Blue January 14, 1996 – April 18 2009.  April 18, 2012… the third anniversary of the passing of my most beloved Kitty Girl Blue.  I lost 10 lbs. in two weeks watching her go.  I had not known she was sick and suffering from Hyperthyroidism, it went undetected, until 18 days before she passed.  I also didn’t know that she would not react well to the medicine provided by my veterinarian’s office.  Loosing my lively spirited Blue, is one of my life’s most painful losses.  “She” is dedicated in her loving memory.

Tears still flood my eyes.

My husband and I adopted her as a 6 week old kitten from a farmhouse down the road.  She was half feral and half Birman.  She was a sick kitten that became a sick cat, however, we knew that we could give her the best care and chance, we had 13 years with her.  Our vet always referred to her as “the front page” cat, this referral came since she was on his front page of the most wild cats he had ever seen.  He wore large thick leather grilling gloves when he cared for her, lol.  Yes, she was an indoor cat, and eventually became adjusted to my husband and me over the years.  The first time I saw her sleep and lay on my lap was at 5 years old, she stayed for 2 hours.  I didn’t move, I just relished the event and knew that years of patience had finally won her love.  Blue was my little girl I never had, my heart was stolen and was never to be the same.

We lived on a 20K acre lake and saw our share of water-moccasins.  One day she killed one at the front of the house in the shrubs as we were taking our morning walk.  She earned “Princess Blue” status from that point on.  After she killed the snake, I killed it unnecessarily further with a garden hoe.  It was quite the experience.

She was not on a lead outside since she was such a good follower.  This led to the day my husband and I spent hours with two extended ladders up a tree trying to rescue her after neighborhood dogs frightened her up into a very tall pecan tree.

I also convinced my husband there would be no bugs including mosquitoes in our bedroom if she would sleep at the end of our bed.  This of course wasn’t true, but she spent the next 8 years sleeping in the high arch of my foot each night.  It was true comfort for me.  I should mention, she loved yogurt.

She has her own song, which I will share one day with you.  I wrote it in rush hour traffic in Dallas on the way home, really.  It’s a children’s song that I plan to use in a book one day.

She has a beautifully shaped kitty urn and sits in my library, the best book there with well-worn chapters.

There are hundreds of stories to tell, but I really want to leave you with a few pictures that tell her story.  Cherished memories of a beautiful love story.

Pretty Birds in my window


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Watching from window to window, curiously wondering if this is a new friend or just a passing fancy.

Busy birds, nesting, chirping, eating and flying quickly through.

We try to chat with them, but without success.  So, We enjoy the moment under the blue, cloudy or rain filled skies, wondering where their fancy wings take them, Pretty Birds.

The Huntresses

An author’s poem – M.L.Merijanian

Magazine Cover – April 2012


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Feeling the love after a long grooming.

Twilight’s look lends itself perfectly to the April cover of living well.  We spend several minutes in the morning and in the evening making sure she is tangle and mat free.  This warm spring has been particularly challenging as she creates several “mini me’s” with each brushing.

Twilight wanted to say a few words about long hair requirements.

It is so important to allow my Mommy daily grooming time.  You see, I sleep so much during the day, rolling around in my bed and grooming as needed.  Somehow, I create tangles and mats in my long flowing coat that start to hurt if they aren’t managed on a daily basis.

The good “mews”, I love being brushed and combed.  It relaxes me and takes Mommy away from my sister Grace.  Grace and I always compete for her time, but I don’t think she knows.

I love staying at home at the spa at Eden Close.  5 Paw rating for the spa and so much more.  Any-who, I’m off for nap-time, another lesson we can talk about later.

Top Gun, The Backyard Squirrel


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A bit of humor for my readers to go along with my love post today. We have a robust squirrel population, like most of you out there.  And, generally when they chew on the freshly painted shutters, or the new growth on the trees they send your thoughts to other ideas verses cute and lets grab the camera.

Top Gun, with the wind and sun, 3 stories high.

However, we have had “no tail”, you can imagine his predicament.  And, this little guy, who is quite cute with his human characteristics.  I call him “Top Gun”, as he has a confident “air” about him.  Grace and Twilight have their own opinion and have enjoyed several lively conversations with this new kid in town. 🙂

A Gentle Look


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Cats Are Wonderful friends

Twilight, so gentle is the love from my feline friend. My heart leaps with joy from her sweet affectionate ways.

Gentle eyes that see so much,
paws that have the quiet touch,
Purrs to signal “all is well”
and show more love than words could tell.
Graceful movements touched with pride,
a calming presence by our side –
A friendship that takes time to grow –
Small wonder why we love them so.

Author Unknown

An English Fairy tale, by Joseph Jacob’s – “Cat or Kit, or whatever you please, sir”


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1967 Christmas, Dad reading to Melissa and me.

I grew up reciting this story for fun, and for a good bit of competition with my twin sister, Melissa.  We listened to this tale, via a Danny Kaye record of children’s stories.  The irony is my Father’s name, is Daniel Kay, so we must have been good listeners.  Those days, created a childhood full of simple, gentle and good wholesome fun.  What a blessing to have loving wonderful parents!  Melissa and I still recite this as fast as we can, with proud smiles.  White-faced Simminy, the cat, created the “tail” around this English Fairy tale.  Please enjoy, and do read this to your children.

A Girl once went to the fair to hire herself for servant. At last a funny-looking old gentleman engaged her and took her home to his house. When she got there, he told her that he had something to teach her, for that in his house he had his own names for things.

He said to her, “What will you call me?” “Master or mister, or whatever you please, sir,” says she.  He said, “You must call me master of all masters.’ And what would you call this?” pointing to his bed.  “Bed or couch, or whatever you please, sir.”  “No, that’s my ‘barnacle’. And what do you call these?” said he, pointing to his pantaloons.  “Breeches or trousers, or whatever you please, sir.”  “You must call them ‘squibs and crackers.’  And what would you call her?” pointing to the cat.  Cat or kit, or whatever you please, sir.'”You must call her ‘white-faced simminy’

Kitty Blue, my Little Miss captured in the chapters of my heart

” And this now,” showing the fire, “what would you call this?” “Fire or flame, or whatever you please, sir.”  “You must call it ‘hot cockalorum’; and what this?” he went on, pointing to the water.  “Water or wet, or whatever you please, sir.”  “No, ‘pondalorum’ is its name.

And what do you call all this?” asked he, as he pointed to the house. “House or cottage, or whatever you please, sir.”  “You must call it ‘high topper mountain.'”

That very night the servant woke her master up in a fright and said, “Master of all masters, get out of your barnacle and put on your squibs and crackers. For white-faced simminy has got a spark of hot cockalorum on its tail, and unless you get some pondalorum high topper mountain will be all on hot cockalorum….”

That’s all 🙂