DO NOT

March 29 is Declaw Awareness Day.

DON'T

DO 

IT!

One of Da Boyz showing off his murder mitts, from 2020, while up on the cat walkway.

Celestial Sweetie paw close-up.

Artified the Sweetie image with Lunapic:

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A Year Before

Let's have a Sweetnesday!

Found these gems taken with PO'M's photos posted on Monday.

The Cat Hotel wasn't pretty, but it kept The 'O' Cats warm and sheltered.

The day we brought Sweetie inside was like no other...well, unless you count when Paddy O was finally safe indoors.

February 2019, and we had no idea what was going to happen just about a year later:

-First Covid Pandemic

-Significant birthday for someone at Eastside Cats

-Lost my job, but offered another (thankfully!)

-Began working remotely, and still am.

-Sweetie inside, and happy!

Celestial Sweetie, what a wee ball of sass, love, and murder mitts.

Bardo

Bardo is the intermediate or astral state of the soul after death and before rebirth, in Tibetan Buddhism.

In the seven weeks since Celestial Sweetie left her Earthly body, we've kept her beddy, bowls, ramp, and toys in situ, and offered love and light to her spirit.

Seven weeks for this transition time, as we've given daily thanks for her journey with us, and our prayers for her soul and all souls to achieve higher rebirths as they move toward enlightenment.

Queen Sweet the First, Miss Growly Pants, Murder Mitts, and my Swee Wee.

We'll never stop loving you.

❤️

Paws

It's Sweetnesday, and some photos from January, 2017.

Not sure why I focused on Sweetie's pawsies, but why not?!?

Can barely tell that they were murder mitts!

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The Unknown

It's Sweetnesday!

While an outside cat in August, 2018, one didn't know Sweetie's true purrsonality:

Pretty eyes!

Sun-kissed fur.

DUM DUM DUM...

MURDER MITTS!!!

Okay, maybe we had an inkling that she wasn't just a pretty face.

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Oh, I'm not kidding any of you; Sweetie is a sweetheart, and always was.

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EDIT:

Our friend Seppo has earned his angels wings.

Consider a word of condolence at Catio Tales Blog.

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Vet Lap Cat

It's Sweetnesday!

Queen Sweet had her Solensia shot, along with a pawdicure and an 'undercarriage' comb-out.

She was rarin' to get out!

An Usie with Sweetie, The Lap Cat!
So happy...I almost cried.

Back home again, with her head mashed into her Sweetie Spa.

Sweetie does not allow her humans to trim her nails (hence, the sobriquet 'Murder Mitts'), nor can I comb her underarms, tummy, or nether regions.

Don't like the idea that her tangled furs might pull and be ouchie.

Yes, The Eastside Cats paid for the veterinarian's new boat over the past week.

P.S. Thank you kindly for the comments for Manny and Chili Bruce, after their dentals.

They are doing well: eating normally, using the box normally, but maybe not so playful.

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Power

Our area had an ice storm Wednesday.

We lost power on Thursday (!), and the current projected restoration date is this Sunday.

However, the real power trip was Sweetie's veterinarian visit.

You are lucky this isn't a video with sound!

Sweetie's fur just came off of her in buckets.

Trying to hide under a chair.

-Sweetie lost a small bit of weight from her last exam.

-Her blood pressure is high.

-Tests are being run to see what pain medications her kidneys can tolerate.

-The lump on her tummy/mammary gland hadn't changed at all.

-Her murder mitts were trimmed, and all mats were combed from her fur!

Sweetie will go back in two weeks, after I give her a teeny tiny bit of a pill once a day to reduce her blood pressure; will crush it to mix into a gushy, smelly treat.

It's obvious that she has sore hips; the vet didn't even need to take radiographs to diagnose it.

We are hoping to give her a Solensia shot once a month.

Sweetie didn't hold the indignities of a vet visit against me; here she is, using my torso has her beddy after we arrived back home
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If we go quiet, please know that it's because without power, we are without Wi-Fi too.

May have to drive to the office to work; rats!

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Clumpy

It's Sweetnesday!

Our outside-now-inside kitty isn't grooming as she once did.

She has fur clumps all over her flanks.

One or twice a day I break out the comb to gently work at them; it's her undercoat fur, and it is surprisingly light in color.

Sweetie allows about five minutes for these ministrations, before those murder mitts give the signal that she's had enough.

No doubt, she's feeling stiff and not as bendy as she once was, so her ablutions are at a minimum.

Am not asking for advice; she's an old cat, and pilling her with pain meds causes more stress than leaving her be, and mixing something into her food hasn't been successful either.

She has her heated spa bed, and she enjoys laying on the hardwood floor in the spare bedroom, next to the heat vent.

Have put a soft towel down, and a plush beddy, but she only wants the floor.

As you wish, Queen Sweetie.

I don't like it, it's not about me, is it?

The Sound of Murder Mitts

It's Sweetnesday Day!

Sweetie may be pint-sized, but she's no pushover.

Take a look...and listen too...to her murder mitts.

Thank goodness our sheets are strong!

Note: the plaster/bandage on my finger was NOT due to a murder mitts injury, have no fear.

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Sunshine on Cats

These recent snaps show our housepanthers in glorious Autumn sunshine:

Chili Bruce

Sweetie's Murder Mitts

Manny

And a silly meme that somehow seemed to belong here.

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Cat Garb

New items in my cat garb wardrobe:

I tried to assist Sweetie in jazzing up her ensemble...

...but she told me that this hat isn't her style.

I barely sustained damage from her murder mitts, tying the ribbons under her chin.

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To all who've served,

Thank You.

💝

Don't let her fool you

Thank you all for your kind comments on our reaching our 9th Blogoversary.

I have so much fun here.

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Since we missed it yesterday...it's Sweetnesday today!

Now, you may think Queen Sweet The First is a lazy, pampered housepanther.

You note that she is often photographed while snoozing...

...Often in the window, with sunshine warming her fur.

And yet, just who made these dusty paw prints on my laptop...on top of my desk?

And nope, you cannot say "Manny or Chili Bruce did it!" because they are locked downstairs, while only one cat is in the Sweetie Suite, formerly known as Angel's Apartment.

Which is where my office...er, um...desk and computers, monitors, cables, printer, piles of paperwork, etc. are.

Yep, that sleepy kitty is still mountain climbing!

Her placid image is a ruse; she's got mischief up her fur.

Along with her murder mitts...

Pommy in Slo Mo!

 It's PO'Monday!

Watch this, and you'll know why I wore a heavy canvas apron.

Paddy was a happy cat.

We were so very fortunate to enjoy his silliness, love, and goofy ways.

Action Packed Sweetie!

It's Sweetnesday!

Yep, our Sweetie lives a life that is full of constant action!

Watch as she reacts during a rainstorm, while in the open window!

Sweetie is full of energy while practising her jackknife dive!

Whoa, murder mitts on display! 

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Comfortable

It's Sweetnesday!

While Sweetie has plenty of space to roam in, she pretty much limits herself to a couple of locations.

She does NOT jump up onto my desk, so I can keep it as messy as I want.

Favorite Place #1: her special beddy area on top of our bed.

Favorite Place #2: between the water bowl, the kibble bowl, and the food bowl (out of frame).

And another smiley face, this one with eyebrows, or fringe/bangs?
Could be a beard, or a smile?

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In Her Own Fashion

It's Sweetnesday!

Our wee one always keeps us on our toes.

"Where is she?"
"Oh..."

Sweetie: "I'm keeping my eyes on you!"

Murder mitts close up
Best to remain far away from these!

Each day with Sweetie always has a surprise inside.

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We have the sads for Angel River Song.

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Farewell, Angel River Song

Get better soon, Cleo

Above images of River and Cleo borrowed from their blogs.

Askew

It's Sweetnesday!

Someone had a wild party or something...

The Sweetie Spa was knocked sideways!

Me: "Dudette!  What the hey...?"

Sweetie: "No problems here...move along!"

Sweetie: "Okay, fine...you may straighten my Spa, peasant!"
Me: *bowing* "As you wish, Your Majesty"
Sweetie: "And never call me Dudette again; remember, I have murder mitts!"
Me: "Your forbearance is appreciated, Ma'm."
Me: *backs out of the room*

Sweetie Sounds

It's Sweetnesday!

Since we posted about Celestial PO'M's loud purring on Monday, and Da Boyz's assisting each other with baths on Tuesday, how could we not share Sweetie's noisy self, with bonus snores and twitches?

Purring

Bathing

Sweetie snores, but keep watching for the twitches!

Thank goodness she doesn't watch the computurr, otherwise I'd be in a world of hurt!

Those murder mitts, you know...

Answer Your Cat's Questions Day

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Manny: Why can't I be on the kitchen counters?
Answer: It's unhygienic, you lick all of the plates, and leave cat hairs!

Chili Bruce: Why won't you allow me to eat my meal AND Manny's too?
Answer: You'll be too fat, and Manny will be too skinny!

Sweetie: Why do I constantly hear voices when you are around?
Answer: My co-workers talk to me through the audio on my computer, but they enjoy hearing you sing the song of your people!

Click on the image of Sweetie being angry at hearing voices to enjoy an online jigsaw puzzle!
For Caturday art, I used my Prisma app, using "Chess"

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