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Binky’s 18th Birthday

Well. you made it, Binky!  You’re 18 today, the same as me meowed Amber.  What fun we’ve had learning when we were younguns and passing along our knowledge to the new younguns now.   They don’t listen the way we did though.  We valued the words of wisdom from our elders.   I can still picture me by my mommas side watching her tell my sis she must keep her fur clean by washing everyday or all her fur would fall out.
I Wash Everyday…..a hearty bath to make sure the furs stay.

Really?  You thought your furs would fall out?                                     

I think your momma was pulling your paw, Amber. No way, I have kept all my furs this way. My sis lost hers! She woke up one day without any fur on her back…..she hadn’t been scrubbing with her rough tongue. You sure your bro didn’t whip out the scissors and give her a kitty cut while she slept. Hmmmm….I never thought of that Binky.

Here are some of the Cougar Angels Binky.  They stopped over to wish you a great Birthday.                                                   

 

 

Happy Birthday Binky from all of us….you daughter of a red tulip. You look so pretty and pickable today. mol   Kali, did you bring the glue with you. Well, no Phoebe. We’ll continue with our wreaths when we get home.  We don’t have a time limit in our crafts class.  Mine will say “Come in IF you have treats.”  Oh Kali that’s a good one….Mine will just say…” We don’t want any.”  Referring to the weeds some kitty’s selling.  That’s me Phoebe, and I’m not selling weeds pipes up Lily O,

                                                           

I’m Giving lily of the valley to you guys to make wreaths.  Lily of the Valley is associated with such things as sweetness, purity and kindness.  A return to happiness….you dip stick.   I finally do something meaningful and nice and you think I’m selling weeds….geez what’s a gal to do!  An angel gal is supposed to laugh and move on, Lily O. Kali whispers.

Well eat my litter says Phoebe.  You can be odd, Lily O.  Just classy and schiek…never odd. I believe its called eccentric! sighs Lily O.                                                   

No, they’re right…..you are a little odd says Kit. Ali agrees but stipulates. ” Aren’t we all a little odd?”                                                                                         
That’s why we are Crotchety Cougars!

We all have unique personalities pipes up Allie.

Let’s show Binky some of the food we got just for her on her birthday.  This here is one of your faves Binky….Sauerkraut and pork hocks says Sasha as she brings out a huge plate of  sauerkraut and pork hocks.                                                       

Careful you don’t fall, Sasha hollers at  Lily O and  “Did  I just see you having a lick of the kippers as you walked by,Binga?”

Who me?  Olivia O…..be quiet….nothing can happen without you putting your opinionated mews in on the subject.  Really, Binga!!  You must loosen up.  Kali jumps in between them and reminds them of Binky’s party. Yes, our first priority is Binky and her 18th birthday pawty.

Next up are these fine fishies.

Kippers

A special treat caught by Amber:                                                 

Oven baked trout

Kali, what is that new wine from Canada….bring some in for Binky.  The new wine is called Nanaimo Bar wine.  It’s a liqueur.  It would go down great with dessert.         

Buddy shouts above the din of fast mewing voices….”

Shhhh, it’s time for us to honour Binky for her long years accomplished with pride and dignity.

Cheers!!!

Hey Binky, do you remember the winter that you and I decided to visit Kali in Canada?

MOL…do I ever, Amber….that is one trip that is forever etched in my mind.

Now for your birthday cake,

                                     

Sarabi walks into the room carrying a gorgeous Birthday Cake.

Everybody sings Happy Birthday to a wonderfu kitty in the Cougar den.

Why Madi Is Proud to be Crotchety

Many years ago one of our very first blogging friends was a great big Newfie named Remington.  Remi’s and his mom were veryveryvery (to infinity) dear friends.  His Mom was also a very, very talented fiber artist. She told mom about how she would save Remington’s hair when she brushed him. When she had enough she spun it into yarn for knitting or crocheting.  Mom was very interested. She told mom to start saving my furs.  For a year, Mom brushed, and brushed, until I was certain I would become hairless. Even though I liked to be brushed sometimes I was a wee bit crotchety. Every month mom would send a zip lock bag of my furs to Remi’s mom.

 After 9 months, she mixed some of Remi’s longer furs in with my short ones to make it stronger and ….My friends, below the gray ball of yarn you see, IS Madi fur spun into yarn…What you see below is 70 yards of yarn. The majority is my fur with a little colored wool mixed in it, I knew it smelled familiar!!!! MOL  Below you will see attached to items mom made with my furs.                                                            

Mom bought 2 skeins over very pretty mingled blue yarn too.

She got her crocheting fingers all limbered up and went to work.                                                      She used the mingled blue yarn to crochet herself a scarf the two dark gray rows are my furs.Then she had enough of my fur yarn leftover to mix in with other similar colors to make me a mini afghan.

Sometimes she crocheted so much it made me crotchety because I had to get in her face to remind her that HEY  you need to feed me or HEY you need to write my blog.

So as you can see I earned my Proud to Be Crotchety title a long time ago

Proud to be Crotchety Madi