Baby it's cold outside. Time to throw another cat on the bed.

Baby it's cold outside. Time to throw another cat on the bed. We have the purrfect pair of kitties for you. 

If you have ever wanted Big, snuggly kitties, these are the pair for you! They are so affectionate and will keep you warm. 

Triton and Mindy on Instagram

Have you always wanted a purebred pet? Adopting a sweet, young, retired breeding cat is a more affordable way. As kittens, these two would have been listed at at least a thousand dollars more. They are the highest quality animals who have always been pampered.

Bestie brother and sister, retired TICA Registered King Triton and Queen Mindy, available to go to a loving home as pets. Both are SNOWS - Seal Ticked Silver, Lynx Point Tabbies, with Ice Blue Eyes, Curled Ears, Short Tails and Polydactyl Feet.  They have always lived as pets first, breeding animals second. They have always lived indoors and been spoiled. They are neutered/spayed, up to date on vaccinations and are microchipped. They will snuggle and love chin scritches and being petted. They love the Cat Wheel. (Here's a link for the One Fast Cat Exercise Wheel on sale this weekend https://onefastcat.com/products/cat-wheel) 

They both have good appetites, like being petted and held. They will sleep next to you, so cozy. They love string type toys, twist ties, zip ties, anything twig like. They like video games and watching nature. They are sweet cats. Triton is a big babydoll. His fur is the softest! He will reach up his front paws to be picked up and carried around and be held like a toddler. He is the sweetest little boy. You will want to pet him nonstop and he won't mind. Mindy is more of an, "I will come lay down beside you and steal your spot when you get up kitty-girl." Then, she will look at you with her big, innocent, baby-blue eyes, "Like you are not even going to ask me to move are you" look. But she loves to be brushed and get chin skritches. She purrs like a racecar when being brushed and petted. They both like minnows, Churu and Greenies. 

They are $250.00 each. Use this coupon code LETITSNOW for a $100.00 discount on the adoption cost of the pair when you submit your adoption this weekend and it is approved, even with a later actual adoption date. We can do a Sunday pick up for out of towners or a Saturday, Sunday or maybe other weekday delivery in Virginia Beach or Norfolk VA. 

Feel free to contact us at https://vabeachcats.wordpress.com/contact/ for more information. 

Thank you. 

 

One Fast Cat Wheel on Sale - Happy Holidays

 

One Fast Cat Wheel - Holiday Sale! < click here

It's Pawliday Shopping time!

The One Fast Cat Wheel is on every active kitty's Pawliday Shopping list. And now that you can save money on this incredible exercise item to keep your active kitty healthy and from zooming up the walls, you will have more money for treats and toys - says the Cat. 

We do not receive any kickbacks or remuneration in any way. We have just loved having ours for many years. Our is black though and you can see it in our videos. Watch one of our previous kittens Likrish trying out the wheel and Smoochie coaching him. Likrish on our One Fast Cat Wheel

We just love our Wheel so much, we want everypawdy to save money on their investment, we mean the enjoyment of their kitties. 

We have 2 stunning adult cats, brother and sister, Triton and Mindy, looking to be rehomed together at this time and they do require a One Fast Cat Wheel in their new home. It is what they are used to and we want them to be healthy and happy, and have an easy transition. For more information on 2 beautiful Highlander Cats to go with your new Cat Wheel click here > Triton and Mindy

Click here > One Fast Cat Wheel - Holiday Sale!

Happy Holidays from VABeachCats! 

 

Adopting an Adult Cat

 

Adopting an Adult Cat

Our beautiful girl Carolina was sucessfully rehomed a few weeks ago, Labor Day weekend. She has always been a wonderful, loving pet, then Mama to her babies, a friend to all of our cats. When I sent Carolina off to her new home, I sent some of her accoutrements, food dishes, the pet ottoman I bought her for her when she had kittens, a new catnip kicker, she loves the nip, 2 scratchy scratchers for lounging and scratching, foods she was currently eating, her favorite treats, and toys she likes to play with. We have a lot of the wand toys, and I let her pick out two that she particularly preferred to engage with. The end of the wands were chewed on and I knew she preferred these, because I played with her with at least 10 wands and these two she ran away with. hahaha... I sent extra items, because I am downsizing and I just don't need as much now. We have always sent the kittens home with scent blankets, blankets with the kitten's scent, the Mama's, fur family and the human's, so when they get to their new home, they are not totally overwhelmed by all new scents. They can feel comfy and self assured with familiar scents. Neptune still oves the blanket his Human sent him to us with over 6 years ago. A few years ago, a family adopted a second kitten from us, a year after the first one they had adopted. When we sent her to her new home with her new scent blankets and her Cat Mom had placed them on a chair, her kitty brother previously adopted found the blanket and curled up in it, absolutely so happy to smell his Mama and family again. It was sooo cute! Feeling self assured and comfy is everything!

Carolina moved into a home with 3 dogs and one cat. Her new Cat Mom's son has the cat for now, so she has been getting used to the dogs with no problem. The first few days, Carolina was kept in her new Mom's bedroom, so she could get used to the new environment. She had everything she needed in there including a big window to watch the birds, squirrels and bunnies. Her Mom let her get used to her as well and didn't push things. Soon Carolina was rolling on the floor for attention and she and her boyfriend could pet her. 

Then her Mom brought in the biggest dog for introductions, which went just fine. She brought in the biggest first, so that if Carolina went after the dog, the dog would be able to handle it. She only hissed a little bit at them for getting too close trying to smell her. But not a nasty hiss. This was Carolina's first time out with Kira, because she was the least threatening. Carolina was doing well, and starting going out and exploring the rest of the house as well while her Mom was at work. Her Mom has her own Pet Grooming business, so she takes the dogs to work with her.

So Carolina's Mom writes, "My Bella can be a jerk not hurting anyone but just a jerk dog. Bratty. And last night I left the door open. And Bella has been kinda sitting in the hallway almost not letting her by. And I would call Bella and Carolina would come out. So, last night Bella was laying down at my feet I left the door open. Jordan took Monty for now. So I could get her used to the dogs first. Plus Monty definitely knows she is here and could care less. His scent is everywere. I'll have Jordan bring him back either tomorrow or the next day. But anyways with Bella being a brat and all, Carolina came out last night walked right up to Bella who was laying on the floor and gave her a couple of wacks turned around looked at me rubbed up against me I had to laugh. I patted her she walked away and Bella was sitting there staring at me like did you just see what she did?... lol.

Bella, shamed by the cat

... I felt bad taking Carolina away from everybody and everything she knew. But she is slowly coming around she is good with me. Now it's the house she is getting use too. Not that big but enough room to run around and hide as well but she likes my room she feels safe but she is slowly checking things out . The dogs came with me to work so she had the place to herself. As soon as I came home she came running out of my room.

 

Cat Scratch Fever, and hairballs

Okay, I know you can now not sing the song, "Cat Scratch Fever!" 

This Blog is not about the serious disease of Cat Scratch Fever, but about why do cats throw up hairballs on their favorite scratchy scratchers. 

My reasoning on this is speculative, but I found myself accidentally immersed in the lifestyle of Cats. So, I became an unofficial expert by observation. 

I wasn't planning on thinking about why cats throw up on the horizontal cardboard scratchers, when it would be so much easier for me if they threw up on the easy to clean laminate floor. I don't mind if they throw up on the furniture covers, unless it is right after I have just finished the laundry for the week. The covers are there to so I only have to clean them when something happens. I am not thrilled when they throw up on the scratchy scratchers, because then they are no good. It gets expensive throwing out supplies. I have been know to cut away the damged part of a scratcher and reuse the part that is still good. 

I think cats throw up on a place that is either convenient in the moment or they run to a place where they find great comfort. That could explain why some throw up on the covers, in the covers, on something they identify with their Hooman or on the scratchy scratchers or some other place they feel safe and comfortable. 

Our retired King Triton almost never throws up. He has very fine, bunny soft hair. His Mama retired Queen Carolina went to her forever home a couple of weeks ago. All the years she lived with us and then after, he loved laying on the scratchers that she also camped out on, but at different times. It was only after she left, that I realized he was laying where her scent was. So last week for the rare occassion Triton started doing the retching sound, and I knew a hairball would be forthcoming and he was on the carpet, and as I was trying to move him to the laminate floor, he ran to the scratcher to be safe from me and being sicky and projectile vomited his hairball and liquid across it. Yes, I should have let him throw up on the carpet. 

But in that moment, I felt enlightened why he was going to the scratcher to be sick and why he hung out there in general. 

Then I felt really bad, because we wouldn't have that scratcher anymore that smelled like his Mama Carolina. 

I did bring out another one that she also loved to lay on in the Cat Room and as soon I did, he went to it. 

Understanding that explained to me why other cats throw up on the bed, because that is their comfort zone, that smells like them and me. I used to think hairballs on top of the cat walks or under the futons were just annoyingly hard to clean up, and opportunistic, but I do have cats whose comfort zones are either way up high by the ceiling or in the Cat Caves, under furniture. 

Note: Everypawdy is not running around throwing up all the time. It's just when you have many cats, for many years, you are going to see a few hairballs. We serve Greenies Feline SmartBites Healthy Indoor Natural Tuna Flavor Soft & Crunchy Adult Cat Treats https://prf.hn/l/xnyqlJd for prevention and regularly groom them with a deshedding tool https://amzn.to/3SAOz30 

Triton on the other scratchy scratcher I got out for him after he threw up on the other one. It's about worn out, but it smells like his Mama. He of course threw up on a nice, new scratcher. Eyeroll... Triton is also currently available for Adoption along with his sister, littermate Mindy. For more info: 

https://vabeachcats.wordpress.com/highlander-cats-available-for-adoption/

Calico Kitty

I don't have a picture of Calico Kitty, but I can see him in my mind's eye as clearly as if he were in front of me right now. He was about 8 inches long, sewn of a red cotton fabric dotted with small white polka dots about the size of a #2 pencil lead, not sharpened. He was stuffed with chopped foam rubber. His legs were out in front of him and stretched behind him, like he could fly. Kind of a U shape between his front legs that I could circle his front legs around my neck or arm in a hug. He had a sweet protruding, not a flat front face, a cat profile, tiny ears up on top of his head, much like my Highlander does, but not fluffy. All smooth, continuous red and white polka dotted cotton fabric. His eyes were a stitched design of closed kitty eyes, sleeping, because kitties love to sleep. He had a little mouth and whiskers also embroidered on his sweet face.

I cannot recall what happened to him in the long run. I know he had to have a few operations on his ears where maybe I chewed on them as a kid, or his tummy where the stuffing started coming out of the original seams. I had him maybe from birth til I was 10 or so. I know I got my first plush teddy bear when I was 10. I don't remember Calico Kitty after that...



So when I was in 5 year Kindergarten, I was really tiny. I started 5 year Kindergarten when I was still 4. I went to a progressive school that was 4K through 9th grade. All ages were on the morning pick up school bus. I thought the older kids were Grown Ups, they were so old, teenagers going on 30. hahaha Since I was so tiny, I often sat on the heater box, beside the bus driver's seat. I wore glasses and rarely talked to anybody, baby nerd. I was sooo In Love with my bus driver Butch. He was a clean cut Wake Forest College student driving part time for our school. To me he was dreamy, a cross between Superman and Wally Cleaver. Getting to sit right next to him was the most romantic thing a 5 year old could imagine. I sat next to him often as possible.


I was a sickly kid. I was only allowed to play with one toy at a time. All the rest were locked in the toy closet. I was deathly allergic to dust. So we had to keep all of the dust catchers away. I had two other kitties besides Calico Kitty. All I ever wanted in life was kittens, a pony, to be a cowboy and to marry my bus driver or my Dad. But Daddy was already married to my Mom, so I would settle for Butch.


My two other kitties that I had had since birth were probably politically incorrectly made of real rabbit fur. One was pink and one was white. I think they were Persians. They were also the tops of music boxes. Both had metal plaques underneath where they could be attached to pedestals, wound around and music would play back. I took them off the pedestals and they were my real cats. One had jewel like sapphire eyes and the other had emerald eyes. I took one outside to play one day, feed it some grass and get some fresh air. My Mom threw it in the trash. She said we had to throw away any toys that went outside and got flies on them, because it would make me sick. I cried. I wailed. I insisted no flies got on my cat. She got it out of the trash. Hmmm... I think my toy being in the trash couldn't be that sanitary either.


As I said I was a sick little kid, many things going on. But I was probably the Queen of throwing up. I had been out of school sick. I'm not sure why my Dad was the one getting us ready for school, but he told me I had to go back to school. I told him I was still sick. I was going to throw up if I went to school. He also gave me a hard boiled egg for breakfast. I wouldn't eat a hard boiled egg or any eggs on any day, a day when I was my most well. I did not want to eat a hard boiled egg after having a stomach virus. Where was my Mom? Maybe she was pregnant with my youngest sister and in bed?...

I had to go to school. I was 5, what did I know. All day at school I tried not to throw up. Kindergartners only went to school til noon or so. It had been a rainy day. I know that because I was sitting next to a girl who was in 4K, and she had on her matchy matchy raincoat and hat set, aqua with a ducks pattern, some yellow and green on it. I thought those matchy matchy outfits were so annoying then. She was sitting to the aisle side of the seat. We were on the right hand side of the school bus, mid way between the front and the back. Of course we are so small our feet don't reach the floor. There's a chromed bar on top of the back of the reddish brown vinyl seat in front of us.


I grew up in Winston-Salem NC, a very hilly town and the roads wind around. We were going up and down around and around. I had been trying not to be sick all day. I was getting nauseated looking at her too cutesy rain gear, repeating patterns of ducks wearing rain boots, rain coats and rain hats and carrying umbrellas on a unusual looking child wearing the same rain boots and rain coats and rain hat the ducks were wearing. I leaned over her and threw up in the aisle. Bleh. Well, my school bus drop off was about 1/5 of the way through the regular route and we had only let a few kids off at their stops so far. The kids who were sitting behind me, didn't want to walk past the stuff in the aisle to get to the front of the bus. I was 5. I was sick. I was afraid. And I wanted my Mommy.

The bus driver must have changed the route to get me home more quickly. I was usually dropped off at the corner, but he pulled up in front of my house, but I am thinking in the opposite direction across the street from my house, going up the hill. He picked me up and carried me off the bus across the street toward my house. My mother was shocked at seeing me. She was across the street at the neighbor's house that we had parked in front of. They lived up a big hill. She came running down their hill and he crossed the street again carrying me to her. You woulda thought I had had a traumatic injury to have been carried around. But no, he was just being my hero.

I'm not sure if I was out of school again the next day. Or which day I actually went back to school. But I wanted to give my hero, the love of my life, something because "he saved my life." And I was in love as only a 5 year old girl can be with a 20 something handsome young man. I sat on the heater box beside the driver's seat. I wordlessly ogled him. When we got to school, I waited til everybody else got off the bus, as I often did, so I wouldn't get crushed by the big kids. And I gave him my Calico Kitty, my most prized, loved possession in the world. It was all I had. Calico Kitty gave me all the love I ever had as a kid except for my parents. He was real to me. He slept with me most of the time. He comforted me. We went on all of our real and imaginary adventures together. I gave him Calico Kitty as I gave him my heart.

And then, I no longer had Calico Kitty. And I had a broken heart. I had no idea that it would hurt to give away my "pet" that I loved and that loved me. I had never parted with love before. I had this unbearable emptiness without Calico Kitty.

Not exactly like the song You're So Vain by Carly Simon, but the lyrics haunt me every now and then, "You gave away the things you loved, and one of them was me..."  It's what Calico Kitty would have been feeling. I was 5. I didn't have "clouds in my coffee." I had a broken heart. I had excruciating loneliness.  

Recently I have been through a life changing experience, having to give up a pet that I loved, for all the right reasons that I won't go into. I had to make the moral decision to do the right and ethical thing for myself and the greater good. From the time that I knew what was going to happen whether I made the decision to follow my heart or follow my moral and ethical values, I was in tumultuous, emotional pain. Every day I was giving up Calico Kitty again. Knowing that I was giving him up feels like the tide sucking out really fast and long, sucking away at my soul, ripping me apart until I break into pixels or atoms and my shredded feelings fly out in micro shards into the cosmos. But the tide of feelings does not allow for the warmth to flow back in, it only rushes out, draining you. Intellect also supplies pain, where it never eases it; heart ache and loss can not be rationalized away.

We can be adults dealing with adult decisions and issues. But when we give up a pet that we love and are loved by, we are 5, and throwing up on a school bus and giving our hearts away thinking we can get them back again if we cry hard enough.

I did cry. I cried inconsolably. I wouldn't go back to school. I was too embarrassed to ask Butch for my Calico Kitty back. My Mother made my brother ask the bus driver for my toy kitty back. He did. I got Calico Kitty back. I never gave him away again. I think I quit sitting by the bus driver. I grew up. My first broken heart, not over the bus driver, but over almost losing Calico Kitty.

I wrote this true story almost 2 years ago. I didn't publish it then, because I was writing it for myself, because I was so heart broken about having to let another kitten go and I was thinking about when I let Calico Kitty go so many years ago. I reread this story tonight for the first time. 

Every day on social media I give my condolences to those who have lost their cats and kittens. Some who have had to make the unbearably hard decision to let their pets go to end suffering. Some are older cats who have had long, wonderful lives with their families. Some are cats and kittens that have been injured, or developed illness. Some are cats or kittens that have been rescued from horrific situations and the rescues have done everything that they could, but the situations were not favorable to a life sustained. Unfortunately so many are kittens that have developed FIP, Feline infectious peritonitis. FIP was a death sentence until 2019. Now there is a new treatment GS441. But you must act quickly as soon as your Veterinarian suspects FIP. Your kitten's life depends on it. I will be writing about that in my next Blog. I am going back to writing so that I can share information to help others. 

When you lose your precious kitten, it is not the same as giving your Calico Kitty to your childhood crush bus driver. Your big brother can't go get him/her back. 

This Blog is dedicated to those kittens who should have had long and happy lives with their human companions. This Blog is dedicated to the humans who are broken hearted and crying with me right now. Rest in Peace Venus, little kitten who had to leave us so soon. I see you in the sky tonight. 

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"Dear Arlo," Conversations with my brofur by future King Neptune - 2018 Memorial Day Weekend, 05.25.2018 - 05.27.2018

Dear Arlo,

Yay! It's FriYay! And you know what that means, Friday Night Box Pawtys with all my furriends. 

Tonight though I am going to @AmbieTheTabbyCat's AngelAmbie's clawsetpawty. So many of our COI furriends have crossed the rainbow bridge this week. Everypawdy is grieving and we need to celebrate all these special souls. Ambie is already on the other side. She is taking good care of the new kitties crossing over. Rest in Love Flossy @roccoandranya , Barnaby @barnabyfromouterspace , Bootsie @king_bootsie ,Thor @thorandthecatvengers , Betty @stanleythegentlemanlycat , Olivia @pricelessolivia and Pearl @rufkutdiamond 

How has your week been? Mine has been pretty good. I help Mom do chores around the house. I'm getting the hang of supervising. I can put that on my resume. I'm thinking about doing a little meowdeling, since my hair is so long and luxurious. We have fans in the house. I was a little suspicious of them at first. Now I let them blow my hair back, for the wind blown meowdel look. #BlueSteel!

This morning Mommy played a new game with me. She has a magic wand. She dips the end with a loop into a bottle. Then she holds it up to her pretty lips and blows clear bubbles. They fly across the room in the breeze from the fan. I chase them and try to catch them, but them they pop! Sometimes they pop before I can get there, and I can't figure out how they popped, what broke 'em? It's fun and mysterious. 


I'm looking forward to 2 days off with Mom. She is always telling me what a good boy I am. She says I am 4.2 or 4.4 pounds now. Our scale can't make up it's mind. I think my legs are getting longer and I am looking more mature. I'm loosing a little of my tummy, because my body is getting longer. Mommy and I do exercises every night when she comes home and during the day too. She plays toys with me and sometimes I play on my own while she is busy. I hide my toys everywhere so she gets more exercise looking for them, crawling on the floor and looking under everything. But she's pretty good at being a cat. I also like to hide myself under the furniture or in a big nest of brown craft paper, and stick my paw out and swat her when she walks by saying "Neptune, where are you." Hahahaha She laughs and picks me up and hugs me. I love snuggles. 

I haven't seen Lucy, but I heard her singing. I think Adele is one of her favorites. She was walking around singing, "Hello..." Mom said Lucy got all heated up because she had the grow light on and it messed up her hormones. I don't know what that means. I didn't think the light was all that warm and I don't feel hot. Mom says when I am a little bit older, when Lucy sings "Hello," I will be really happy to hear that song. Okay, whatever. 

Tomorrow is #Caturday. I am going to help Mom mow the lawn. She says I can't go out and help, but my job is to sit in the window and yell, "Snake," only if I see one of course. 

It is also Memorial Day Weekend. It's a big deal here in Virginia Beach, Tidewater, Hampton Roads as a large military community. Mom says she thinks there may be fireworks at the Beach on Sunday night. We're not going down to watch. She says there are too many people. And kitties don't usually care much for the noise. We can walk up the street and see them a bit. Mom says she loves the ones that look like sparkle rain falling. That does sound pretty. Goodness knows we have had enough rain, but better than a drought any day. We will wear red, white and blue. Lucy made this patriotic video last year. I am very proud of her, and I am also proud to be an American. 

I'm doing a little farming. We grow sweet oat grass in a greenhouse made from an aquarium. That's why we had the grow light on. But Mom decided to put the aquarium greenhouse back in the cat room in the sun instead. I like to nibble on the grass. It's like being outside inside. 

Saturday aka #Caturday May 26, 2018

Dear Arlo, 

It's me again, your favorite brofur Neptune. Mom had to pick an order at the store this morning and couldn't resist getting me this new swim suit. Don't I look great? I know. I know. It's a little big, but I am getting bigger every day. Sometimes Mom goes to work and comes home and sees that I grew while she was gone. I told her she better not be gone too long or she's not going to recognize me when she gets home. In this pic, I have my foot up in the air, bcuz Mom didn't cut a tail hole in the suit yet, and my boys are jammed up, y'know what I mean. 

Mom also got Lucy a new bathing suit, a one piece. I am hoping she gets a teeny weenie bikini for our honeymoon. We haven't made plans yet. I'm pretty sure Hawaii is not a good idea. 

Lucy is going to bike down to Chix Seaside Bar and Grille at 7th Street with her furriend Olivia Poppy Anastasia for some tuna-tinis  and to listen to mewsic. I'm looking to hang out with some of the local guys and go surfing or fishing today and meet up with the ladies for catnip brews and more mewsic and dancing tonight. We can hook the fish I catch on the BBQ tomorrow and have a pawty at the house. Oh, I have to wait until after I help Mom with the grass before I can go to the Beach, but no problem. The lawn will look nice for a cook out tomorrow. We can play some croquet and badminton. I like that the thing we play with is called little birdies - heh heh. What are you and Mayhem up to? 

Monday Funday May 27, 2018 

Dear Arlo,

Memorial Day it rained and rained and rained. I think it's raining all over the world. I think if you want to take a boat instead of a plane to come out to see me, you could probably do that this week. 

While Mommy went to work, I got some of the body boards out of the shed and we rode them on what seems like a river running down the street. Then we caught car rides back up to the top and rode down again until the Police Officer told us to get out of the road, because it is dangerous, and she would tell our Mom. She knows Mommy and used to work with her. Her name is Princess Charlotte, and she has kitties. So, she let us off with a warning and gave us a ride back to the house in the Police car. We didn't have to wear the bracelets, thank goodness or do the perp walk. 

That's why there are no pics of us doing the body-boarding in this post - no evidence - no crime, Corpus delicti. I even had to delete the footage from our household security cameras. I might be in big trouble if Mom saw me surfing down the street. Lucy says, "What's the big deal." Mom lets her skateboard in the house. She's a bad azz. Mommy skateboards in the house sometimes too. She's a fun Mommy. I haven't learned to skateboard yet. Maybe my next adventure. And if Mom lets me, then I can send you some pics. We have 2 skateboards, so Lucy and I can skate together or you can use one when you come to visit. 

Love ya bro. Write when you can. N2 (Trouble-not) 

"Dear Arlo," Conversations with my brofur by future King Neptune - 05.21.2018

May 21, 2018

Dear Arlo,

Hope you had a nice weekend. I had a relaxing furrst weekend in my new home.

Sorry I'm slow on writing to you. I forgot my pawsword. Mom says I can use her laptop while she's at work as long as I don't look at pics of nakey girl cats on it.  Idk if she has Pawrental Controls on it. But I won't do that. I'm engaged to be engaged. Still haven't met her. We talk though, through the wall. She has a really soft purr. How's your love life bro?

Friday night I went to a box pawty with some jet setters, it's a thing. When Meowmy got home from work, we stayed up all night to wait for the #Royal Wedding. If you see on IG that I had too much catnip and passed out early, don't believe it. I think our account was hacked. (Don't click this link Brofur!) We played toys and had treats. I have a psychedelic fidget spinner. I am a fidgety, fluff ball of energy. We took turns watching the Wedding with Mommy. She kept falling asleep and whoever was watching with her, had to wake her up and say, "Mom, you are missing this!" 

Did you watch it? I can't wait to get married. I can't wait to ride around the Palace in a horse drawn carriage. That was so cool! I don't have a military uniform to wear. I haven't been in the Service yet. I'm not sure if I will go in the ARMY like Mommy's Daddy, or the NAVY like Mommy Amy's Step Dad or the Marines like her brother, RIP. Mom says I can wear a tuxedo maybe. We're not sure if Lucy will wear a gown. Of course she can wear white. Neither of us have been married before. But Mom says Lucy does not like to wear clothes, shhhhhush... She likes to go nakey. 

I hadn't figured out how I was going to pay for her ring yet, since I don't have a job. But last night Mom and me went down to the Beach and I've got an idea I'll tell ya about when I show you some pictures in a minute. Bcuz we were up all night and into the morning we slept til noon Saturday. Mommy made me and her omelets. She had a cheese omelet on toasted buns, and I had a Fancy Feast Kitten Turkey omelet, no toast. It was yummy in my tummy. 

It rained, and rained, and rained. We listened to an interesting detective story by John Sanford, Field of Prey, it's in his Prey series. We played a lot. We missed the horse race, because we were having so much fun with made up games and toys. I have this round thind, with a scratchy scratchy thing in the middle and a jingle bell ball goes around in a track around the scratchy scratchy thing. Mom put a golf ball in there too as a greater challenge. I got the golf ball out with my dexterous paws. They're lightweight, hollow golf balls for kids, kinda like ping pong balls. The noise of them rolling across the floors is like music to a kitten's ears. I can chase them by sound. I am also learning how to play Pong with them. Do you know how to play that, with the big red cup? 

Even though she usually hates rainy days, Mom said she was happy it was raining so much, because she could stay in and just snuggle and play with her new little boy. She's the best Mommy. I was running around the house. I am learning the layout. I wanted to run up and look out the window. There are some plant pots on the floor below a stool. I hopped up on one pot and when I tried to climb up on another jade ceramic one on stacked on top of it, it kinda fell down and across the floor. It didn't break, but the top layer of pot is covered in pea gravel and a gazillion little rocks, big rocks and sea shells from both pots went flying across the floor. The noise scared the willies out of me! I ran to the other side of the room. When I saw Mommy coming after me, I ran and hid. I was so scared she was going to be mad and spank my bottom or send me away. But no, she scooped me up and held me close, and with concern asked if I was okay. I looked at her surprised. "I'm not in trouble?" No, sweetie, you will never be in trouble. All I want is for you to be well and safe, and never get hurt. She told me she loved me and gave me a kiss. I hugged her and snuggled back up to her and gave her a purr. Then she cleaned everything up, and told me it was her fault she shouldn't have stacked the pots up like that. She said she had to put pea gravel in the top of the plant pots to keep Lucy from digging in them. She likes to dig to Singapurr to see her furriends. And kitties can get all sorts of cooties from the plant dirt and plant water and get a tummy ache. I have decided the rocks and sea shells are pretty and I like to lay on them, under the palm trees and pretend I'm in the wild, stalking my toys. It's a lot of fun Arlo. 

Since we would be pawtying and playing some more on Saturday night, I took a catnap and let the women do the laundry and iron the clothes. I helped Mom cook later. I'm pretty good in the kitchen, Chef Neptune! On Saturday nights off, we have meowgaritas. Me-Yow! 

Sunday it rained again. Where am I, back in Washington State?! We saw some of Meowmy's friends and neighbors, and they said I was the most handsome boy floof ever! We talked to some of her peeps on the phone and her second Mommy is out of the hospital and is receiving very good care with my new cousins Charly, Coco and Topaz and their hoomans BG2 & her handsome hubby. 

       

Sunday night Mommy took me for a car ride down to the BW (Boardwalk) and Atlantic Avenue. She has a car seat in the front seat so we kitties can sit in it and look out of the window at all the action. We passed the Police, Fire and Rescue Stations - it's great they are all so close to us in case we have an emergency. We stopped at the Library for a sec. We saw hotels, and the Pier, and shops and restaurants. We saw hoomans on bikes and walking and riding on the Trolley Bus. I did not see any hoomans with their big dogs. I would have to protect Mommy again. She said we were going last night because it is the last weekend before Memorial Day, the unofficial start to summer. She said she will have to check the law. She may not be able to take me back down to the BW again until after Labor Day, something about pets. What the what?! We were going to go see Mommy's friend Vicky, but she was off work last night and not down there. She loves kitties too!

Mom wants to take me down to see the humongous sculpture of King Neptune. How about that?! I am in the right town. They already have a giant sculpture of me. They pay homage to King Neptune here. Never heard of King Arlo - dude. 

While we were walking on the Boardwalk, we could hear some live music playing a few blocks away. But we walked toward the Inlet and just listened to the peaceful lull of the ocean instead. It was very peaceful. There were lights bouncing on the water and Mommy said it was hoomans out in small boats fishing. Catching fish, yum! We walked along the sea wall by the inlet and lots of hoomans were fishing with poles dangled over the rail. A big boy asked Mommy if I wanted a fish to take home. He was still flopping around, in his fins and body, not in a can. Mommy said no, thank you, another time maybe. We are out for a walk and don't have anywhere to put it right now. But that was nice. 

We continued walking on the little path along the water. Mommy says she loves to walk down here at night, ride her bike during the day, and watch the sunsets color the water on the inlet at sunset. Anytime is beautiful, and it is wonderful to be sharing it with me tonight. 
















We sat on this nice little bench. 

    

We walked under the big Rudee Inlet Bridge over to the Virginia Beach Fishing Center, where Mommy used to work. She used to walk under that bridge when she was a little girl when she came to visit her Grandmother who lived a block or so away. We looked at water shimmering in reflected lights.

Someone painted a scene of King Neptune under the Bridge.

Told ya!

They love me here!

We went over and looked at a giant fish. I think the it is biggest one caught by a boat going out of this marina. Check me out Arlo! 

When we were leaving the Marina and headed back to the car, I saw this and got a great idea! I'm going to try to get a job here cleaning fish, How dirty can they be? They live in water after all. I can just put a little bubble bath on them and scrub them up. And maybe I can take the ones that are too small for the Fisherpeople home to cook for dinner. Lucy will like that. AND - this is how I can make the money to buy her a beautiful engagement ring, and take care of her when we get married and have children. A man needs a plan. How about that bro?

Oh, 2 days has passed and I’ve just been too busy Living the Life to write much. Text me sometime. I did get in a tiny bit of trouble. Mom says she will only use her stern voice when she needs to tell us something for our own good, for safety sake. When we were driving back home from the Beach, all of about 4 minutes, I kept getting out of my car seat. Hey, I wanted to drive. I’m a big boy now. Mom said I can’t drive yet. It was kinda hard to try to get over to her seat with my racing harness holding me in the cat car seat, but I was trying. She said Young man, don’t make me pull over. I guess I made her pull over and she put me in the carrier in the back seat. Dang it! Stewart Little gets to drive. Barbie gets to drive. Those guys on Toy Story get to drive, but not me!

Another indignation I have had to suffer is Mommy must love Christmas all year long. She puts a jingle bell collar on me when I am out of my room so she can find me. What is she blind? And sometimes I need to hide under the chair in the hall outside of the room where Lucy is sequestered when I’m out of my room. I need to talk to her in private! Geesh. Fortunately, very fortunately, she loves the sound of bells. She doesn’t know I am being lo-jacked. Big Sisfur is always watching. But I am going to be Pawsitive about this. JB told Mommy that she put bells on her shoes to catch the attention of her future husband Hugh. It worked. They got married and lived happily-ever-after.

Since I can’t see Lucy for so long, I have been asking Mommy about her, what do they do each day when they are together. (Monday) She said when she gets up in the morning, she heats up her coffee and prepares Lucy’s breakfast while Lucy nibbles sweet oat grass to start. Then Mommy hand feeds her. Today she sat at the dining room table with her coffee and Lucy sat in the front window beside it. They could both enjoy Mommy’s beautiful landscaping and watch a Mommy and Daddy cardinal eating at the birdfeeder. The window was open, allowing fresh springtime air to waft in. They enjoyed the roses climbing the trellis by the window. It was a beautiful day full of love and joy. It will only be better when we can all sit together as a family.  

                       And she does Meowga on Mondays. She's so purrty. 

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