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“Ok, one picture. ONE, I said. No! One!”
Kitty (aka El Diablo’s Sister) warned me but I didn’t listen. Bandaids now needed.
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RIP Korn, My Bubbers
My heart is breaking, yet again. On Wednesday, I said goodbye to my 15-1/2-year-old, Korn. He had kidney disease and arthritis in his back legs. He was not the happy cat he once was. His health had been declining since they were all sick last February. I knew it was just a matter of time before he would be suffering, so I made the difficult decision to let him go. I had been agonizing over it for weeks.
This is an older pic of him when he was younger and happy. I hope he knows how much I love him and will miss him. I hope Korn and his bud, Fuzzy have met up and are swapping stories about how they chased rabbits together or how they drove me nuts wanting out and coming in again, over and over.
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Mr. Potato Head’s Cat
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This is Mr. Potato Head’s Cat, Korn. “Yes, that’s Korn. Korn with a “K” and you have disturbed my slumber.”
This morning the phone rang and woke me up. I let the machine pick it up. I decided I’d better get up and see who it was. I put my glasses on and crawled out of bed.
Message important, but not urgent.
I guess my grandson, D.M., was shocked to see that I had my glasses on already. Usually, when I crawl out of bed he reminds me that I don’t have them. He uses sign language mostly – some that I taught him and some that he created himself. His sign for glasses is putting his hands over his eyes. He made this sign and then made the sign for sleeping, which is his head resting on his hand. I told him, “Yes, I have my glasses on. I don’t wear them when I sleep.” Then, just to be funny I asked him, “Do you wear your glasses when you sleep?” He cocked his head to the side (like a puppy) and looked confused. “Uh oh,” I thought. I’ve confused him alright!! He then ran to his Mr. Potato Head pieces and grabbed up Mr. Potato Head’s glasses and put them on his own face! Soon after he was trying them on the cat. Poor Korn. He’s a ‘good ol’ boy’ and really doesn’t mind being bothered, but doesn’t he looked thrilled?
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El Diablo or Just A Little Jealous?
Last night I was watching a little late-night tv when one of our cats decided to jump up on my lap. Korn (yes, that’s his name!) rarely gets on anyone’s lap – he’s just a ‘good ol’ boy’ and if you’re from ’round these parts’ (SW Missouri) then you’ll know what that means. I think. He just doesn’t give a rat’s you-know-what about much of anything…. except well, maybe chow time.
Anyway, Korn is on my lap gettin’ some lovin’ and here comes Kitty! Kitty has been a part of our family now for a little over a year. She’s an evil cat. (Her eyes actually glow red!) She’s lovable ONLY when she’s in a sound, sound sleep. (What were we thinking?!) She’s on the arm of the chair, looking at Korn, then looking at the vacant space on my lap, then looking back at Korn again. I could tell she wanted on my lap as well. So I motioned her to join us….patted the vacant spot on my lap as an invitation….she got the message. She jumps up on my lap and lays beside Korn. Immediately, she starts making this deep, guttural sounding growl and when I told her “No” and to “Hush” she hissed at me! She was showing her true colors that’s for sure! She never stopped growling and hissing until Korn got off of my lap and moved to the arm of the chair! But even though Korn had moved, every time I tried to pet her, she growled some more! Finally, before she could kill me or do bodily damage, I made her leave! Can a cat really get that jealous over another cat or is she truly “El Diablo’s Sister?”
Being Aunt Debbie 