Thursday in the garden

Dear furriends,

it's a grey, drizzly and a bit sad day in our garden today. We were suspecting it for longer, but today we got certainty: Our Fischies have died during the Winter. We hope that they peacefully died in their sleep. It's such a shame, they were cool Fischies and we loved to watch them, cool off our paws in their tank and even have a sip when the weather was hot. Rest in peace, sweet Fischies.
Some of you asked how I got the ouchie on my nose. Well, mom doesn't really know and I'm not telling. The scratch just appeared from one moment to the other. One probable option is that my crazy little stalker sisfur Chilli made me jump and crash into the roses, but she's not telling either. Or our neigbour cat Frida got me when I was nosing around in their shed. Basically, it's the price you pay for being a paws-on Gardening Cat! Thank you for all the purrs and the comforting words about the fur growing back. That would be nice. Finishing, we wanted to share two beautiful pictures of our woofie furriends Sissy and Skylar from Becky's Barnyard. Their mom took them a while ago and our mom loves them so much she asked if we could repost them.This is Sissy, she came to live at Becky's place not long ago.
And that's Skylar - love the markings! Don't the daffs look cheerful?
Purrs,
Siena Snowfox

Timing on Tuesday

Hi efurryone!

Did you have a good Easter?

Ours was a bit so so, because I hurt my nosie on Friday. It's a weird tradition at our house that always on festive days one of us gets sick or hurts herself. Mom says our timing is "great"! Before the incident we had the best time outside though: The sun was shining,

we zoomed around, climbed a tree together, I stalked insects,

Chillimus stalked...

... and chased me...

... and then this. Although I told mom I was okay she took me to the vet the next day, just to make sure. Now she worries about the fur not growing back! I hope mom sets up a first aid kit asap, because she didn't have anything when it happened, which is very bad. For now we got at least a good antiseptic spray without alcohol, so that's a start. Do you have a first aid kit and what's in it?
Purrs,
Siena Snowfox

Will little Chilli make it?

Dear furriends,

I'm feeling very weak today. Will I make it through the day? I have a booboo!

Can you see the stream of blood running down from the giant scratch on my nosie? Siena did it!It hurts so much. Mom cleaned it and put some Rescue Cream on it. That only made it a bit better.What's worst, mom said it's my own fault for annoying Siena and that it was just a matter of time for this to happen.

We had quite the wrestle. Hehehehe.

All was forgiven shortly afterwards. I can always find comfort in Siena's floof.

And she got her nails clipped. Ha! She never gets that.But will I be scarred for life?

Please come by tomorrow and celebrate my first Gotcha Day with us.
If I will make it through to tomorrow that is.

Purrs from Chillimus, the battle-scarred only slightly exaggerating Prettypuss

Sadly Sore Saturday

Hi furriends, I'm sorry for posting late.

The reason is that on Wednesday mom got a student full-time job she applied for a while ago and they wanted to start her the next day (!). It's pretty hard work setting up a new home improvement store with working times from 08:00 a.m. - 08:00 p.m., but mom says we need it. That night, absolutely knackered, she forgot that she had opened the upper bathroom window after showering and both Siena and me escaped through it. Our next door neighbour was working on his bike, keeping the door to their floorway and to the cellar open which makes mom very nervous, plus it was dark and we weren't wearing our collars, so mom and the other type of human set out to catch us. Siena was an easy catch but I made it over the wall into the other world. The other type of human got me after what seemed to be an eternity and handed me to mom who was waiting on our side of the wall. She was holding me in her arms and talked to me and then something that never happened happened: With a violent twist I turned in her arms and struggled free, dashing away over the wall and up into a tree. I was so determined to break free that I scratched mom very badly at three areas with the scratch in her left palm being the deepest. Needless to say that I got my nails clipped severly. The deep scratch was infected the next day and mom had to go to the human vet. She was saying bad words the whole time, but understands that I just wanted to be outside. She won't forgive me though that I didn't come down that tree for ages! ; )

She hopes the hand will be better for work on Monday.

I feel so bad that I hurt mom. I'm curling up those toesies so they'll never hurt her again. And I wonder what that means for the possibility of getting a new old feather toy for my birthday?

Hushed purrs, Chilli

What is wrong in this picture? Part III

Crazy Cat strikes again. Part II here.