CATURDAY ART ~ with HORTON HEARS A WHO

Hello Horton.  I'd like to be a big blue eley-phant for Halloween.

Little June, I'm not sure I can accommodate you as you are quite small.

But Horton, you always said, "a person's a person, no matter how small".

True, but you are a cat.

I know you can do something . . .

Oh, Horton, magic.  Love my big ears 'n' tail.  Purr-fect!  Meowz!

[now let me share a little once-upon-a-time story about

another Horton that mine Mommy knew and loved

and some wonderful kitties who came before ...

"OK, June ... I would love to hear a story ... about 'me' ..."]

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2014

MEET HORTON

Auntie Dee's RV, fondly named after that big blue pachyderm,

about to hit the road ... with Miss Ann, now Angels TK, Pip and Zoey.

We would travel from Maryland to Florida,

stopping for little adventures along the way ... and did so for several years to follow,

and yes ... the kitties were all "happy wanderers.

2015

Of course, HORTON and HORTON

Here, with an adventure in the beautiful little town of Micanopy, FL and another

when we visited Cross Creek, FL known as the long-time home and orange grove

of Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings.  She lived there beginning in the late 1920s

until her death, writing her best known book while there, "The Yearling".

Yes, Horton took us many many places wonderful, fun

and beautiful over the years.  He and his Mommy still travel 

North to South every year, they are "snow birds" ... though we no longer

travel with them, we do miss our days of adventures.

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HORTON HEARS A WHO

was written by Theodor Geisel Seuss, Dr. Seuss 

in 1954, published by Random House

The big blue, with his elephant-sized heart, was always known

to save the day, and famously said,

"any person big or small, can speak up for what is right."

Well, said, Horton.

We can all speak up for what is right,

when we cast our votes on November 3, 2026,

right, Horton?

CATURDAY ART

 

FELINE FRIDAY ~ "IN MY DREAMS"

IN MY DREAMS

I always dreamed of being Super June Girl,

flying high in the sky,

viewing my city from so very high.

[of course, my mask would protect my eyes ...]

"come back, I called to my Super Girl from Firefly ...

but off she did zoom, not even a goodbye ...

In my dreams, 

I will wait, with quiet soft sigh ..."

Meowz.

Speaking of "super things",

our friend JUNO,

he lives in that beautiful city, Toronto,

is celebrating his 20th Blogoversary!

PLEASE CLICK HERE

to visit this super pup!

FELINE FRIDAY

 

THANKFUL THURSDAY ... and SUNSHINE

I must say I have certainly enjoyed many days this week, sitting here in my rounder,

thankful for the sunshine on my shoulders.

Meanwhile, mine Mommy is more or less, emphasis on the more, wondering why our

temperatures remain in the mid to high 80s and saying "where went autumn" and why are all

the trees on Charles Street still full, lush and green?  It's too, too hot!

So, she is mostly in absentia, off in her my pretend Tea Party Garden, washing tea cups,

dusting tables, arranging flowers and just whatever she must do to ensure

it is just right for our guests ~ are you coming?  I hope so, meowz.

THANKFUL THURSDAY

 

MONSTERS 'n' GHOSTS 'n' THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT

BUMP

 

BOOLATRY IS ON BREAK TODAY

 So here is just a purrty picture of a purrty girl ~ June.

And her mine Mommy is writing this morning.

Noting she may look purrty, calm, even innocent.  But truth be told ...

To bed last night, with all the city lights illuminating the room,

I could see her little ears as she sat in her window rounder.

This morning ... the dozen or more spring toys that once were there

on the ledge, had been reduced to less than six.

The two furry mice, one gone.

A blue jingle ball, missing.

If I had any intent [probably not] of dusting & vacuuming today,

a search-and-rescue must take place for

spring toys, mice and a jingle ball before mr. dyson even comes out of the closet.

It seemed to me this purrty little girl had been very busy all night long.

Don't you agree?

This is life with a kitty cat.

MONDAY. COFFEE.

It's Monday.

Who knows what we will do next.

Does anyone ever plan a Monday day.

I do not.  Mine Mommy does not.

We just wait and see ...

Let's have another cup of coffee ...

 

REPONDEZ S'IL VOUS PLAIT

No, I do not speak, read or write French, 

and yes, I should have called on many of my friends

who live across the pond and do!  

They, of course, would have at the very least, guided me

as to where to place my "tremas or umlauts".  

But then, we Americans are not known these days

for being all that friendly, sigh ... 

Me ... I am friendly.

Yes, I am ... Meowz.

I was so happy when mine Mommy brought up the mail yesterday.

I meowed out loud all over Charles Street!

So many of you have already RSVP'd for our Tea Party

~ and I think a few more are still pondering it ~

meowz.

I am shooing the mice away,

ironing linen napkins,

polishing sterling silver, and

bringing down the Wedgwood tea cups from the top shelf ...

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Before I leave today, I wanted to share a little update on mine Mommy's health condition, she is doing a little better, day by day.  She's still in physical therapy, concentrating on her back and hip issues, all on the left side and her internist approved a higher dose of OTC meds which has helped a lot with her pain.  I did notice that makes her sleep/nap a lot more ~ though I refuse to let her share my blankie basket with me ~ anyway.  Because it's all on her leftie-side [not that I truly understand that] she can use her mousie [I'm not allowed to play with that one] and do photoshop, she's right-pawed.  But it hurts to raise that left arm up to type a lot, even this here ... so she does only what she must. So, sorry, I'm still not purr-mitted to wander 'round and visit friends ... guess I'll just see you when I see you, meowz from June.