MommaOfMuse
Member Since 2010
King the drooler fired up the party plane early this morning and took off with a list of kitties to pick up for Cassanova's party.
Autumn is busy overseeing the younger girls in the kitchen. And the boys have festooned the house with balloons.
Now a few words from our guest of honor. Take it away Cassanova.
Greetings Cats and Kittens! Some of you know my story and some don't so I'll hit the high points. 8 years ago my brother O.C. and I found ourselves alone in a big world, we were hungry, cold and wet so we decided to chance it by begging a meal from a really nice elderly lady. We sat in her yard and sang her lovely kitten songs. Not only did she feed us but let us live in her house!! Then 2 years ago I got really sick I was always hungry and thirsty so our mom took me to see the vetty bean. They made me stay at the hospital for a week because they said I had Dire Beasties. But that vetty bean wasn't very smart cuz he didn't tell mom to poke my ears or to feed me yummy wet fud. Nope he said give me 11u of insulin twice daily, feed me nasty expensive dry and bring me back in a month. So that was my life for 2years until our mom got sick and couldn't care for my brother and I so we moved in with mom's hairless kittenbeans. But our furs caused the boy bean to have to go to the hospital if we even came into the same room so we were sent to live in the basement. We missed mom but we had each other. Until the month when beans bring trees inside for us to climb. Then a little boy and his family came and took O.C.away. So I was alone and sad all the time so I ate and ate and ate I gained weight a lot of weight but still felt awful. Then one day the girl bean that cleaned my litter box and gave me my stickers put me in a carrier so I thought I was going to the vetty bean but we drove the wrong direction and for a long time. She talked to me but would cry when she did. Finally we stop driving and gave me to another nice lady. You know her as Mel/MommaOfMuse
For several days she kept me in a bathroom but I could smell other kitties and hear them talking. But there was no dry fud only this wet mushy stuff. And she poked my Ears!!! WTH? But she stopped giving me my stickers when I didn't eat right. She'd look at this beepy thing and shake her head. Finally this cute little siamese girl peeked in to see me. Oh she was cute but she ran over and gobbled down the wet mushy stuff. I was horrified. What are you doing? I asked her. Then she licked her whiskers seductively and replied Well if you're not going to eat it I'm certainly not going to let good Sardine and Mackrel go to waste. That's food? Of course it is silly boy the best kind. So I tasted it, then took another lick. It was heavenly!! But now I had a full tummy but my new mom also started giving me stickers again. This time was different I felt good afterwards not dizzy and sick to my tummy. She poked my ears more but with each poke there was some delectable treat, raw chicken, Sardine pieces or bites of tuna. I got to where I couldn't wait for her to come see me so I ventured out of my little room. Not only was that cute meezer girl out there there were lots of kitties all wanting to give me kisses and cuddle. First I tried to talk to a girl named Hazy but she just looked at me then Arabella (the cute meezer girl ) tells me She's deaf. You have to body talk with her. Then I met this elegant gentleman named Lord Maxwell and his Lady Jane Grey. I learn he also had Dire Beasties and his lady was going blind. That just about everyone here was special and some took medicine just like me. The more my new mom poked my ears and gave stickers the better I felt, the extra weight came off, I started to be able to walk again, then run and play with my new friends, then jump. Then the day came when my new mom and my old mom met and they both signed papers. My new mom started to call me not just K.C. but Kitty Cassanova because I was her lover boy. What I didn't know was there was less and less medicine in my stickers until mom poked my ears and didn't get the sticker ready. This kept happening and mom kept smiling. And today we celebrate my not having stickers for two weeks and feeling positively kittenish!!
So without further ado. LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED. D.J. Patches da Paw pump up those jams!! It's time for a Jellicle Ball!! Before Cassanova heads to his new condo at the Falls!!
Mel and The Fur Gang
Autumn is busy overseeing the younger girls in the kitchen. And the boys have festooned the house with balloons.
Now a few words from our guest of honor. Take it away Cassanova.
Greetings Cats and Kittens! Some of you know my story and some don't so I'll hit the high points. 8 years ago my brother O.C. and I found ourselves alone in a big world, we were hungry, cold and wet so we decided to chance it by begging a meal from a really nice elderly lady. We sat in her yard and sang her lovely kitten songs. Not only did she feed us but let us live in her house!! Then 2 years ago I got really sick I was always hungry and thirsty so our mom took me to see the vetty bean. They made me stay at the hospital for a week because they said I had Dire Beasties. But that vetty bean wasn't very smart cuz he didn't tell mom to poke my ears or to feed me yummy wet fud. Nope he said give me 11u of insulin twice daily, feed me nasty expensive dry and bring me back in a month. So that was my life for 2years until our mom got sick and couldn't care for my brother and I so we moved in with mom's hairless kittenbeans. But our furs caused the boy bean to have to go to the hospital if we even came into the same room so we were sent to live in the basement. We missed mom but we had each other. Until the month when beans bring trees inside for us to climb. Then a little boy and his family came and took O.C.away. So I was alone and sad all the time so I ate and ate and ate I gained weight a lot of weight but still felt awful. Then one day the girl bean that cleaned my litter box and gave me my stickers put me in a carrier so I thought I was going to the vetty bean but we drove the wrong direction and for a long time. She talked to me but would cry when she did. Finally we stop driving and gave me to another nice lady. You know her as Mel/MommaOfMuse
For several days she kept me in a bathroom but I could smell other kitties and hear them talking. But there was no dry fud only this wet mushy stuff. And she poked my Ears!!! WTH? But she stopped giving me my stickers when I didn't eat right. She'd look at this beepy thing and shake her head. Finally this cute little siamese girl peeked in to see me. Oh she was cute but she ran over and gobbled down the wet mushy stuff. I was horrified. What are you doing? I asked her. Then she licked her whiskers seductively and replied Well if you're not going to eat it I'm certainly not going to let good Sardine and Mackrel go to waste. That's food? Of course it is silly boy the best kind. So I tasted it, then took another lick. It was heavenly!! But now I had a full tummy but my new mom also started giving me stickers again. This time was different I felt good afterwards not dizzy and sick to my tummy. She poked my ears more but with each poke there was some delectable treat, raw chicken, Sardine pieces or bites of tuna. I got to where I couldn't wait for her to come see me so I ventured out of my little room. Not only was that cute meezer girl out there there were lots of kitties all wanting to give me kisses and cuddle. First I tried to talk to a girl named Hazy but she just looked at me then Arabella (the cute meezer girl ) tells me She's deaf. You have to body talk with her. Then I met this elegant gentleman named Lord Maxwell and his Lady Jane Grey. I learn he also had Dire Beasties and his lady was going blind. That just about everyone here was special and some took medicine just like me. The more my new mom poked my ears and gave stickers the better I felt, the extra weight came off, I started to be able to walk again, then run and play with my new friends, then jump. Then the day came when my new mom and my old mom met and they both signed papers. My new mom started to call me not just K.C. but Kitty Cassanova because I was her lover boy. What I didn't know was there was less and less medicine in my stickers until mom poked my ears and didn't get the sticker ready. This kept happening and mom kept smiling. And today we celebrate my not having stickers for two weeks and feeling positively kittenish!!
So without further ado. LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED. D.J. Patches da Paw pump up those jams!! It's time for a Jellicle Ball!! Before Cassanova heads to his new condo at the Falls!!
Mel and The Fur Gang
anyway, congrats!!
