Thankful Thursday

We have seen this thankful theme on other blogs, so Mama wanted to do it on our blog today. She wanted to say that she's thankful for me.

What is That?

What do I see? It’s glowing!

Oh! It’s the orange cat, Simba, bein’ silly.

Fishy Shortcake

Mama made homemade strawberry shortcake this weekend. I think she should have made fishy shortcake. Here’s the recipe:

½ Cup Salmon
½ Cup Tuna
¼ Cup Fishy heads
Whipping cream
Catnip

Mix together the salmon and tuna. Gently fold in the fishy heads. Add a dollop of fresh whipped cream and sprinkle with organic catnip on top.

4th Photo

Sistertex at Spacial Peepol tagged me for this meme. By the way, she has the cutest pictures of greyhounds on her blog as well as other fun and creative pictures and posts.

Here’s the lowdown:

1. Open the fourth file where you store your photos.


2. Pick the 4th photo.


3. Explain the photo.


4. Pass challenge onto 4 other bloggers.

Daddy took this picture of me when we were still in California. I was laughin’ at one of his jokes (or was I yawning?) and he caught me with this picture.

I’m passing this on to my following pals:

Luna at We Love Luna
Malyss at Chronicles from the Shore
Zooey, Ernie and Wally at The Island Cats
Lucy at Life with Lucy

I hope all my friends have a relaxing weekend and happy Labor Day for those in the US! Anyone have any plans? I’ll be kickin’ it.

My Blankie

Do you see my pink blankie? It’s soft and I love it. Mama got it for me when we were still living in Texas. She took it with us when we stayed in the motel before moving into our apartment in Pennsylvania. In the motel, Simba used it because I spent most of my time under the bed. I love to rest, sleep, lie and play on my blankie. The best is getting treats on my blankie.

My Surgery

Many years ago, in 1998 to be specific, I had to go to the hospital and have surgery on my tummy. I was almost two years old.


I ate a plastic string that came on our newspaper. Daddy saw me eating it and tried to grab me. I ran under the bed while eating it as fast as I could. Mama took me to the vet. The doctors gave me medicine to make me throw up the string but it didn’t work. They were concerned that the string was too deep in my tummy. They had to open my tummy to remove the string and then stitch me back up.


Exhibit A – This is the string I ate.
After the surgery, I had to stay in the hospital for almost a week. Mama was very worried about me and she came to visit me on her lunch hours. Daddy wrote a poem on a tattered piece of paper that Mama saved:

"We love Lucy, our sweet little Goosey
Whose purr is as sweet as her fur
Although she is wild, she is still like a child

So do not despair because God heard our prayer
And soon she’ll be licking our hair "

I couldn’t go home until I did a poop. Mama anxiously waited for that poop. She’d never been so happy to see a poop in her life.

As you can see, many years later, my tummy is as good as new, but please remember, DON'T TOUCH!

Hear Me Languish

Far in the stillness a cat
Languishes loudly.

~ William Earnest Henley