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Sunday, November 28, 2021
Saturday, November 27, 2021
Feeling Festive #CaturdayArt
2. I find it difficult to choose a gift for my dad. He doesn't have any interests or hobbies and all he ever says is he doesn't need anything. To make things even harder his birthday is just a month after Christmas!
3. Now that I've gotten my Secret Paws partner, I can start shopping.
4. I'm especially looking forward to Secret Paws this holiday season.
Friday, November 26, 2021
Black Friday #PetPhotoFails
Thank you for joining us for this Black Friday edition of the Pet Photo Fails Blog Hop!
Mommy snapped this picture yesterday (Thanksgiving) morning. I had been looking over at her oh so pretty, but as soon as she grabbed the camera something distracted me outside.
Who knows what it was...maybe a turkey was running for his life out there!
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Thursday, November 25, 2021
Happy Thanksgiving 2021
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
Unboxing November's CatLadyBox
The theme of November's CatLadyBox was Be Meow Guest...here's what was inside!
Featured Cat Lady Artist: Ruth AriettaCATS > PEOPLE Shirt: More cats, less people...so true I wish I could wear this shirt every single day!
Sunday, November 21, 2021
Helping Mommy Put Away Groceries #SundaySelfie
I folded up this paper bag for her.
Doing odd jobs around the house is how I earn my squeezie money :)
Saturday, November 20, 2021
Caturday Art
1. I am thankful for my family (both 2-legged and 4-legged), my health and my job.
2. I look forward to eating stuffing and pecan pie on Thanksgiving.
3. I didn’t realize how adorable I was until Mommy adopted me and started telling me a million times a day.
4. There’s no shame in having a harmless addiction. I have no trouble admitting I'm hopelessly addicted to squeezies, but otherwise I'm a very well-rounded cat. (Mommy just cracked a very rude joke that I'm well-rounded in more ways than one, partly because of my squeezie addiction!)
Thursday, November 18, 2021
Caught in the Act #ThankfulThursday
Meows from Mudpie!
Mommy loves taking pictures of me with various stuffies. She doesn't even bother placing them on the bed anymore, she just tosses them into a pile for me to climb onto. Sometimes she comes into the bedroom and doesn't even notice I'm there until the stuffie pile starts to move!
The other day what she walked in on had her reaching for the camera faster than you can say "Mudpie" - my arm wrapped protectively (or possessively) around an Abominable Snowman stuffie.
I don't kiss and tell, I'll just say he looked cold and I'm a really good snuggler.
Tuesday, November 16, 2021
2021 Holiday Gift Guide for Cats & Cat Ladies from Etsy
Can you believe Christmas is just a little over 5 weeks away??? While browsing Etsy for the purrfect gift for Mommy, I found several things that any cat mom (and the cats that love them) would love to find under the tree on Christmas morning...or to treat yourself with and make sure you get exactly what you want!
Sunday, November 14, 2021
Saturday, November 13, 2021
Caturday Art
Mudpie's answers:
3. I wish I could speak fluent cat. I usually know what each of Mudpie's little meows mean (she's a very vocal tortie), but I would love to be able to communicate with all cats.
4. If I want most things done, I'm going to have to do them myself.
Friday, November 12, 2021
Mudpie Interviews...Diogi from Amy Pershing's Cape Cod Foodie Mystery Series
Professional foodie Samantha Barnes has a simple Christmas list: a quiet holiday at home with her dog and a certain handsome harbor master; no embarrassing viral videos; and no finding dead bodies. Unfortunately she’s got family visiting, she’s spending a lot of time in front of the camera, and she’s just stumbled over the lifeless body of the town’s Santa Claus.
Plus, Sam’s plans for Christmas Eve are getting complicated. There’s the great eggnog debate among her very opinionated guests. There’s the “all edible” Christmas tree to decorate. And there’s her Feast of the Five Fishes prepare. Nonetheless, Sam finds herself once again in the role of sleuth. She needs to find out who slayed this Santa—but can she pull off a perfect feast and nab a killer?
Welcome, Diogi! Thank you so much for chatting with me today. Could you start by telling us a little about the Cape Cod Foodie mysteries?
Of course! You see, what happened was my human (also known as Samantha Barnes, the Cape Cod Foodie) had a bit of trouble in New York City, where she had been an up and coming young chef. Turns out her chef husband was the kind of guy who makes me want to bite someone. Him preferably. Anyway, they had a kind of sword fight with their chef’s knives and somebody put it up on something called YouTube, and suddenly Sam’s not a chef anymore.
So when she inherits her Aunt Ida’s house in Fair Harbor on Cape Cod, she comes home with her tail between her legs (I know exactly how that feels). In her new life she finds herself juggling a new job as the local paper’s “Cape Cod Foodie,” a complicated love life (although what’s complicated about a harbormaster who takes us out for rides in his boat I do not understand), a posse of just-slightly-odd friends (including our neighbor, the librarian Helene Greenberg, who I wuv), Aunt Ida’s falling-down house, and me, a super-wonderful (in my humble opinion) puppy!
And, oh yeah, what Helene calls “a propensity for falling over dead bodies.”
Tell us about An Eggnog to Die For, the new Cape Cod Foodie mystery you star in. What’s that been like?
To tell you the truth, it’s a little confusing. People keep doing things that make no sense. Like Sam stumbling over a very dead Santa in a very hip restaurant and everybody getting all upset. I mean, if I leave one of my disgusting tennis balls on the floor and Sam trips over it, do we call the cops? We do not. We just throw the ball out the door and are done with it.
Also, completely out of the blue, Sam and her parents decide to bring a tree into the house. Did you ever hear of anything so silly? Everybody knows that trees do not belong in houses. I barked at it really hard, though, so I think we’re safe. Keeping my humans safe is a big part of my job.
And, to top it all off, the humans keep cooking what smells like incredibly delicious food (cookies and eggnog and a bunch of other yummy stuff) and then putting it where I can’t, ahem, sample it. What’s with that? I thought this Christmas thing was a time for sharing…
How did you come to live with Sam? And how did you get your … unusual … name?
Oh, it was complete “meet cute”! And my name is self-explanatory (read on!) This is how Sam explains it in our first adventure, A Side of Murder.
“I have a surprise for you,” Helene said. She put two fingers to her mouth and let out an ear-splitting whistle. A blur of fur came flying up the steep path that led down to the salt pond. I had a confused impression of a wet nose and large pink tongue in my face and enormous muddy paws on my chest.
I’d had dogs as a kid. I knew how this was supposed to work. “Down!” I shouted. Nothing. The creature continued to lick me to death.
“Down, Diogi,” Helene said calmly, holding up a dog treat that had miraculously appeared in her hand. In a nanosecond, the beast turned his attention to Helene and stood gazing fixedly at the dog treat. In this brief moment of calm, which I suspected was only the eye of the storm, I could see he was your typical Cape Cod mutt, part yellow lab, part whatever. Great water dogs, good with kids, gentle. This one was remarkable in no way except for his size. He was ginormous.
“You’ll have to forgive his manners,” Helene said. “He’s still just a puppy.”
“You mean he’s going to get bigger?” I yelped.
“Oh yes,” Helene said. “He’s still just a baby. But he’s a fast learner.”
She handed me a dog treat. “Tell him to sit. Diogi will do anything for a treat.” She pronounced the name dee-OH-gee.
“Thank you,” I said, taking the treat gingerly just in case the dog got over-excited and jumped me again. “That’s an … unusual … name.”
“It’s a joke,” Helene said, blue eyes dancing. “Dee, oh, gee. D, O, G. Get it? Dog! D, O, G!” She laughed delightedly as if hearing the joke for the first time. “It’s spelled D, I, O, G, I.”
I had to smile. “Is there a cat called C, A, T?” I asked.
Helene rewarded my wit with another peal of laughter. “Seeaytee,” she crowed. “That’s rich!”
I held the treat up and said “Sit, Diogi” in my firmest voice.
Diogi ignored the command, instead leaning against my leg with all his considerable weight. I gave him the treat anyway.
“I think your dog needs some more training,” I said to Helene.
“Well, we’re working on that,” Helene acknowledged. “But he’s not my dog.”
“Whose dog is he?” I asked.
“Why, he’s yours, Sam,” Helene said, as if the answer was obvious. “Diogi comes with the house.”
Can you give us any clues as to what's next for you and Sam?
I gotta tell you, I’m a little worried about that one. It’s called Murder is No Picnic and it comes out next summer. I know it’s got a lot about Cape Cod and something called the Fourth of July and food and cooking and family and friends and, oh yeah, a murder. But other than that, Sam is, for once, keeping her mouth firmly shut. But that’s okay, whatever happens, I’ll be there for her.
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Wednesday, November 10, 2021
Fun Feline Finds: iHeartCats Warm Hearts Full Bellies Ornament Collection
Meows from Mudpie!
More than likely this coming weekend or early next week our Christmas tree will be going up! Our entire tree (and the majority of our decor) is cat-themed, and every year Mommy looks forward to adding an ornament or two to our collection.
This year we're absolutely in love with the iHeartCats Warm Hearts Full Bellies Ornament Collection. Each kitty has their own little bio on the site, complete with age, likes and dislikes, and whether they've been naughty or nice.
Every purchase at iHeartCats provides shelter cats with healthy meals, keeping their bellies full this holiday season, so it's a total win/win!
This is not a sponsored post and we are not being compensated in any way. We're writing about this rescue cat ornament collection because we love it.
Monday, November 8, 2021
November Retro Country Rewind #MewsicMovesMe
Sunday, November 7, 2021
Saturday, November 6, 2021
Caturday Art
2. When I take a nap, I want to have something warm and soft piled up underneath me. The other night a small pile of socks and handkerchiefs fell on the floor, and before Mommy knew it I was curled up on top of them.
3. Cold weather doesn't bother me. As I like to say, you can always put more clothes on, but no matter how much you take off you're still going to sweat.
4. I don't handle stupidity behind the wheel very well. I do plenty of muttering at other drivers.