My Li' Hero

Annie Wxill wrote:

Hooray for Mookie. He must have been watching reruns of Lassie alerting
everybody that little Timmy was in the well.

LOL - my thought exactly!

Mookie's a very smart kitty. After all, he's as smart as a collie, which
are very intelligent dogs.

Joyce

On Thu, 22 Apr 2004 20:07:16 -0400, Mary Pelis
wrote:

Sometimes the bartender overserves us at our favorite restaurant down
the street. Such was the case a couple of weeks ago. I didn't realize
how hard the wine & after dinner drink hit until after I got home & put
my contact lenses safely in their case. I crumpled to the bathroom
floor in a room-spinning haze, trying very hard not to lose my dinner in
the process. Somehow or other I managed to crawl into my bedroom, & get
undressed, not daring to lie anywhere but the floor. Don't know how
long I was there, but I became very thirsty for some water, and just
could not get up to get it. I started calling my SO, who was watching
tv in the living room...no reply. I called louder with the same result.
Mookie came into the room to see what the problem was, and heard me
now yelling as loud as I could. He got very nervous and started meowing
in a most plaintive way, and quite loudly in a voice belonging solely to
the Siamese. As I continued yelling, so did he, but he did it all the
way into the living room, and then stood in front of his dad and
screamed like hell to get his attention. It worked. As he tried to
appease Mookie, I screamed one last time, and in he came, with Mookie
bringing up the rear. The look on his face, I am certain, was one of
"My work here is done."


I'm wondering which of these two guys is *really* my soulmate! Right
now, my money's on Mookie the WonderMese!

Mary
Mookies a good kid! Do you think you got slipped a "mickey"?

On Thu, 22 Apr 2004 20:07:16 -0400, Mary Pelis
wrote:

Sometimes the bartender overserves us at our favorite restaurant down
the street. Such was the case a couple of weeks ago. I didn't realize
how hard the wine & after dinner drink hit until after I got home & put
my contact lenses safely in their case. I crumpled to the bathroom
floor in a room-spinning haze, trying very hard not to lose my dinner in
the process. Somehow or other I managed to crawl into my bedroom, & get
undressed, not daring to lie anywhere but the floor. Don't know how
long I was there, but I became very thirsty for some water, and just
could not get up to get it. I started calling my SO, who was watching
tv in the living room...no reply. I called louder with the same result.
Mookie came into the room to see what the problem was, and heard me
now yelling as loud as I could. He got very nervous and started meowing
in a most plaintive way, and quite loudly in a voice belonging solely to
the Siamese. As I continued yelling, so did he, but he did it all the
way into the living room, and then stood in front of his dad and
screamed like hell to get his attention. It worked. As he tried to
appease Mookie, I screamed one last time, and in he came, with Mookie
bringing up the rear. The look on his face, I am certain, was one of
"My work here is done."


I'm wondering which of these two guys is *really* my soulmate! Right
now, my money's on Mookie the WonderMese!

Mary
Mookies a good kid! Do you think you got slipped a "mickey"?

Yup, meezers are very smart and can be very assertive.


"Christine Burel" wrote in message
...
: What a great kitty! Give Mookie some scritches from us!
: Hope you feel better, too!
: Christine
: "Mary Pelis" wrote in message
: ...
: Sometimes the bartender overserves us at our favorite restaurant down
: the street. Such was the case a couple of weeks ago. I didn't realize
: how hard the wine & after dinner drink hit until after I got home & put
: my contact lenses safely in their case. I crumpled to the bathroom
: floor in a room-spinning haze, trying very hard not to lose my dinner in
: the process. Somehow or other I managed to crawl into my bedroom, & get
: undressed, not daring to lie anywhere but the floor. Don't know how
: long I was there, but I became very thirsty for some water, and just
: could not get up to get it. I started calling my SO, who was watching
: tv in the living room...no reply. I called louder with the same result.
: Mookie came into the room to see what the problem was, and heard me
: now yelling as loud as I could. He got very nervous and started meowing
: in a most plaintive way, and quite loudly in a voice belonging solely to
: the Siamese. As I continued yelling, so did he, but he did it all the
: way into the living room, and then stood in front of his dad and
: screamed like hell to get his attention. It worked. As he tried to
: appease Mookie, I screamed one last time, and in he came, with Mookie
: bringing up the rear. The look on his face, I am certain, was one of
: "My work here is done."
:
:
: I'm wondering which of these two guys is *really* my soulmate! Right
: now, my money's on Mookie the WonderMese!
:
: Mary
:
:
:

Yup, meezers are very smart and can be very assertive.


"Christine Burel" wrote in message
...
: What a great kitty! Give Mookie some scritches from us!
: Hope you feel better, too!
: Christine
: "Mary Pelis" wrote in message
: ...
: Sometimes the bartender overserves us at our favorite restaurant down
: the street. Such was the case a couple of weeks ago. I didn't realize
: how hard the wine & after dinner drink hit until after I got home & put
: my contact lenses safely in their case. I crumpled to the bathroom
: floor in a room-spinning haze, trying very hard not to lose my dinner in
: the process. Somehow or other I managed to crawl into my bedroom, & get
: undressed, not daring to lie anywhere but the floor. Don't know how
: long I was there, but I became very thirsty for some water, and just
: could not get up to get it. I started calling my SO, who was watching
: tv in the living room...no reply. I called louder with the same result.
: Mookie came into the room to see what the problem was, and heard me
: now yelling as loud as I could. He got very nervous and started meowing
: in a most plaintive way, and quite loudly in a voice belonging solely to
: the Siamese. As I continued yelling, so did he, but he did it all the
: way into the living room, and then stood in front of his dad and
: screamed like hell to get his attention. It worked. As he tried to
: appease Mookie, I screamed one last time, and in he came, with Mookie
: bringing up the rear. The look on his face, I am certain, was one of
: "My work here is done."
:
:
: I'm wondering which of these two guys is *really* my soulmate! Right
: now, my money's on Mookie the WonderMese!
:
: Mary
:
:
:

It worked. As he tried to
appease Mookie, I screamed one last time, and in he came, with Mookie
bringing up the rear. The look on his face, I am certain, was one of
"My work here is done."

I think kitties know what they're doing ;-) I take care of baby squirrels. I
have to feed them every three hours 24 hours a day so I get pretty tired. When
they're hungry, hurt or scared they let out a high pitched peeping sound like a
bird. I generally run to go see what's wrong. I had one baby that would peep
just to get me to run over there and pick her up. There was never anything
wrong. One night around 3 in the morning the baby peeps. I know it's the little
girl so I try to sleep. She peeps again, then I hear a meow, another peep,
another meow. Then the meow is getting closer and closer. Then the meow jumps
up on the bed. I look up and there is Mimi with the sleepiest eyes you've ever
seen meowing at me to go see what the baby wants. Then she went back to bed. I
of course had to get up and check on the baby who was fine. I need to teach
Mimi how to feed them ;-)

It worked. As he tried to
appease Mookie, I screamed one last time, and in he came, with Mookie
bringing up the rear. The look on his face, I am certain, was one of
"My work here is done."

I think kitties know what they're doing ;-) I take care of baby squirrels. I
have to feed them every three hours 24 hours a day so I get pretty tired. When
they're hungry, hurt or scared they let out a high pitched peeping sound like a
bird. I generally run to go see what's wrong. I had one baby that would peep
just to get me to run over there and pick her up. There was never anything
wrong. One night around 3 in the morning the baby peeps. I know it's the little
girl so I try to sleep. She peeps again, then I hear a meow, another peep,
another meow. Then the meow is getting closer and closer. Then the meow jumps
up on the bed. I look up and there is Mimi with the sleepiest eyes you've ever
seen meowing at me to go see what the baby wants. Then she went back to bed. I
of course had to get up and check on the baby who was fine. I need to teach
Mimi how to feed them ;-)

Panther was 16 & a half when she went to RB
friends used to laugh when we talked to each other
and if I asked her to kiss my nose, she would
she was beautiful Jean.P.
Mary Pelis wrote in message
...
JP Hobbs wrote:
When I had my Black Panther I had no DH to call
if I was sick or sad, so Panther would do the honours,
she would stay by my side and never move, and she would
look at me,as if asking 'what can I do? with a worried expression.
Mookie
knew what to do though didn't he?

He's a wondermous boy. When my Kirby went to RB 3 years ago, all I
could do was cry. Old Mook would sit by me and stare with that
all-knowing look. He missed her too.

as you said, alittle Hero!

Yup. He's repaying the favor, as I've saved him on 3 different
occasions already. Now he's my shadow - my old shadow (he turned 16
this month), and I'm grateful for every day he's been in my life.

Mary

Panther was 16 & a half when she went to RB
friends used to laugh when we talked to each other
and if I asked her to kiss my nose, she would
she was beautiful Jean.P.
Mary Pelis wrote in message
...
JP Hobbs wrote:
When I had my Black Panther I had no DH to call
if I was sick or sad, so Panther would do the honours,
she would stay by my side and never move, and she would
look at me,as if asking 'what can I do? with a worried expression.
Mookie
knew what to do though didn't he?

He's a wondermous boy. When my Kirby went to RB 3 years ago, all I
could do was cry. Old Mook would sit by me and stare with that
all-knowing look. He missed her too.

as you said, alittle Hero!

Yup. He's repaying the favor, as I've saved him on 3 different
occasions already. Now he's my shadow - my old shadow (he turned 16
this month), and I'm grateful for every day he's been in my life.

Mary

On 23 Apr 2004 08:03:20 GMT, pam (Mary) yodeled:

It worked. As he tried to
appease Mookie, I screamed one last time, and in he came, with Mookie
bringing up the rear. The look on his face, I am certain, was one of
"My work here is done."

I think kitties know what they're doing ;-) I take care of baby squirrels. I
have to feed them every three hours 24 hours a day so I get pretty tired.

Wow. That is incredible patience.

Do the squirrels "imprint" on you? Do they end up worshipping you as
the Squirrel Goddess?

When
they're hungry, hurt or scared they let out a high pitched peeping sound like a
bird. I generally run to go see what's wrong. I had one baby that would peep
just to get me to run over there and pick her up. There was never anything
wrong. One night around 3 in the morning the baby peeps. I know it's the little
girl so I try to sleep. She peeps again, then I hear a meow, another peep,
another meow. Then the meow is getting closer and closer. Then the meow jumps
up on the bed. I look up and there is Mimi with the sleepiest eyes you've ever
seen meowing at me to go see what the baby wants.

What is wrong with you, you terrible Mommy? LOL.

Then she went back to bed. I
of course had to get up and check on the baby who was fine. I need to teach
Mimi how to feed them ;-)

They certainly know when something is wrong.

What does your Mimi look like? My little Mimi (RB) was a tiny little
shrimp in a tuxedo-- or what it really looked like was a nun's habit.
We always used to say she was a tiny little nun.
She was the smallest cat with the biggest personality I've ever seen.




Theresa
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