Meow Like a Pirate Day #CaturdayArt

Ahoy! It is Mudpie, pillager of cat treats! 

Since Meow Like a Pirate Day falls on Caturday this year I decided to cartoonize my very first pirate post from 2015 as I guarded my pink treasure chest full of squeezies! 

Visit more artsy kitties at Athena's Caturday Art blog hop!

And now our answers (all answered by Mommy this week) for the Friendly Fill-Ins challenge, hosted by 15andmeowing and Four-Legged Furballs!

1. I have been seeing a lot of Canadian geese flying south. It seems early...wonder if they know something we don't know?

2. Paid Viewpoint is a good way to make some extra money. They send out surveys consistently that are quick and easy. I first signed up in the spring of 2024 and since that time have earned a little over $1000 with very little effort. If you're interested in checking it out this is my referral link.

3. I think the 1980s was the decade with the best country music.

4. Lately, I've been avoiding doing something with dad's truck. I was inclined to sell it for scrap metal because it's over 20 years old, not driven in years, and likely very rusty underneath, but I was contacted by someone interested in buying it so we're trying to find someone to come check it out and see if it's worth fixing up. 

Feline Friday Flashback: Counter Surfing Back in My Younger Days

Meows from Mudpie!

10 years ago we posted this photo, back when I easily jumped up and down off the kitchen counter. (I was allowed! Mommy has no problem with kitties on food prep surfaces.)

I haven't been up there in a looooooong time. I don't do any jumping at all anymore. The other day Mommy was in the kitchen and heard me meowing mournfully from another part of the house. She quickly went looking for me and found me in the bathroom, looking up at the window. I could smell the fresh air coming in but I know it's too high for me to jump, so I was calling for help. I used to fly through the house and into that window without a second thought! I proceeded to take a nap in the window while Mommy sat on the edge of the bathtub waiting to help me back down. She waits on me hand and foot!

I'm even hesitant to jump up on the bed now. Mommy tries to always help me. She's put an ottoman at the foot of the bed for me but so far I haven't used it. I'm not showing any other signs of arthritis, it's my weight that's holding me down. 

Feline Friday is simple to join. All you have to do is:

Post a picture, drawing, cartoon or video of a cat (They may be silly or cute). 

Mommy Has Lost Her Marbles

Meows from Mudpie! 

Monday night Mommy went to bed around 12:30, which is early for her. She told me she had to get up in a few hours to go somewhere but she wouldn't be gone long. 

Unfortunately for her, I wasn't ready to go to bed and would not settle down. She got rather perturbed with me. Finally at 3:30 I drifted off to dreamland, only to be rudely awaken by her alarm clock at 4:30! 

She quickly made herself presentable, went potty, grabbed her keys...and LEFT THE HOUSE!!! It was still dark out!!! 

Where did she go at the butt crack of dawn? 

To the Starbucks Halloween drop for this little guy:

Our local Starbucks only received ONE so being there when they opened at 5 was her only chance of getting him. Mommy said she felt like a homeless person sitting outside for a half hour waiting for them to open. We're just lucky we don't live in a big city where people line up hours in advance! When she got back home at 5:15 I had gone back to bed (MOL) and she quickly joined me. 

Mommy has NEVER waited in line for a store to open before, not even on Black Friday. Mommy is NOT a morning person. She would much rather see the sun set than rise. She thinks it's downright depressing to get up before the sun does! 

Let's not make this a regular occurrence, okay Mommy?

Sassy & Spoiled #SundaySelfie

Meows from Mudpie!

Friday afternoon I found Mommy sitting on the living room floor sorting through a stack of old papers. I decided to help out by plopping down on the pile to hold them down so they wouldn't blow away.

Mommy said I wasn't helping. My work is never appreciated.

Ooh, but this was exciting! Last night Mommy went to our annual neighborhood block party and brought home a hamburger just for me (to have as a treat during the week). I sometimes think I must be the most spoiled kitty in the world.

We're joining our friends at The Cat on My Head for the Sunday Selfies blog hop!  

Caturday Art

Visit more artsy kitties at Athena's Caturday Art blog hop!

And now our weekly answers for the Friendly Fill-Ins challenge, hosted by 15andmeowing and Four-Legged Furballs!

1. I tend to scrimp on clothes. The only new additions to my wardrobe for years now are CatLadyBox shirts. 

2. I tend to save on cat litter. Last year I decided to try Mudpie with pine pellet litter and she took right to it! At only $8 for a 40 pound bag at Tractor Supply that lasts several months, it's a huge money saver. 

3. I've nearly perfected making an omelet. I used to always make the smoke detector go off while making an omelet (which didn't please Mudpie very much), but lately I've been doing better. 

4. I need to find a better way to give Mudpie her ear cleaner. I've tried the burrito method but she's too big and strong (which I'm not going to complain about) and manages to find a way out. I've resorted to sitting on the kitchen floor with her, one leg wrapped around her back to hold her still. We must be quite a sight! 

25 Years Later, We Remember

 

Mommy here.

You don't realize how fast time goes by until you think back on something as monumental as 9/11 and can't believe it happened a quarter century ago. I heard on the news that over 100 million Americans alive today either weren't born yet or were too young to have personal memories of that day.

I don't have a compelling 9/11 story. It was just an ordinary day, but it was a beautiful day, the sky just as clear and blue in Vermont as it was in lower Manhattan. I went into work for 9, turned on my computer, checked out the news as I always do, and read reports of the first tower being hit. I immediately picked up the phone and called my mom to tell her to turn on the news. Then my boss called out from his office that the second tower had been hit. My co-workers and I all went into his office because his was the only computer able to stream live video and everyone immediately understood the gravity of the situation. Somehow we managed to get back to work, but as the Pentagon, Shanksville, and the collapses happened we all gathered together again.

At lunchtime I went to the grocery store and a television was even set up in there. Everyone was so quiet, just going through the motions. I went home, turned on the news, and didn't turn it off for days. I became a news junkie, watching as we lost our innocence and became a nation at war.

Every year since the television airwaves are flooded with memorial specials, and I watch them all. I don't ever want to forget the horror of that day and how our lives changed because of it. Time marches on and we can't live in the past, but allowing ourselves to forget the magnitude of what happened can never be an option. 

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"And on this day, in the year 2001, deals were made high in the sky, meals were bought and eaten on the move, trains arrived, keys were cut, clothes were bought and returned, thousands came and went, and the nation enjoyed the final night of peace." 

The Fox Report with Shepard Smith, 9/10/03

Happy Birthday, Mommy!!!

Meows from Mudpie!

Please join me in wishing Mommy a purr-fect birthday today!