peggy's place: As The Paw Turns ---Day 3

August 20, 2009

As The Paw Turns ---Day 3

Praline and Maggy run into one another in the Furrsville Salon & Spa... Praline is there for her daily floofing and to have her
"highlights" brightened. Maggy has come for a weekly nail trim. The intimacy and quiet of the salon allows them to chat
amicably. They agree that the ongoing rivalry is of no benefit... and that all can live happily with one another in Furrsville.
Praline immediately texts the Mayor (G.Jasper) requesting he call everyone together for dinner that evening at his home...

Mayor G.Jasper has quickly spread the word around town about the evenings big event. Melvin made an early appointment
at MANCAT'S (it is "thee" salon for the men in town, and a clotheir, too!)... he is waiting when all the others arrive.
Romeo, G.Jasper and Bhu have arrived... and there is Goma, too. Of course, Goma is preparing to take quick photos on
her cell, to email back to the newspaper for the evening edition -- he wants pictures of all the mancats after their grooming
appointments and in their new finery. He has already captured a great pic of Melvin... but wait, Melvin... typical kid ! Has to clown around for the camera!

Back in his office, G.Jasper is tired, he still has to confirm the guest list with Praline, and doublecheck on Goma's news
coverage. A short nap won't be a problem he thinks... he can look and dream of his two ladies, as they are his favorite
screensaver.

7 comments:

Jans Funny Farm said...: Is he going to sleep through the party? We'll be back to find out.; August 20, 2009 at 11:10 AM
The Kitty Krew said...: So exciting! Don't sleep through the party, GJ!!

More snackies, Mommy, we're out of popcorn!

Purrs and hugs,
The Kitty Krew; August 20, 2009 at 11:47 AM
Amy & the house of cats said...: This is getting interesting - I can't wait for day 4!!; August 20, 2009 at 12:52 PM
ZOOLATRY said...: Personally Romeo, I doubt that
FurManCats can make you look any better than you already look, cause you are a super dude, handsome from the tip of your nose to the tip of your tail, soft and sweet smelling.
(have I massaged your ego enough for today?)
Your ever lovin' Magster; August 20, 2009 at 1:26 PM
Sweet Purrfections said...: Romeo, I must admit, you do look quite nice. I don't mind if you spend a lot of time with Miss Maggy because that leaves Bhu, GJ, and Goma for me. Hee! Hee!; August 20, 2009 at 1:39 PM
NAK and The Residents of The Khottage Now With KhattleDog! said...: Maybe I should have had my tail done?

Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra; August 20, 2009 at 4:44 PM
Anonymous said...: Its exciting! Don't sleep through the party. I can't wait for day 4!!

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Vince
Are you scared to be alone at home need security; August 22, 2009 at 5:14 AM

Sophie's story

It all started with a normal trip to Petsmart. I try to hurry past the kitties up for adoption, but yesterday I peeked in. There was a beautiful long hair tuxie girl that was 6 1/2 yo. She was so sweet and loving. I stayed in there way too long. All the way home I thought about her. All night long I thought about her. I even gave her a name. Marlo. So I go back today to get her. I know, I need another cat like I need a mole with hair on my nose. BUT, she's gone!! I missed her by 45 minutes. Not meant to be. So I start scritching a pretty calico girl and one employee after another comes in and tells me her story. She's been in that cage 2 months, she's affectionate and a beauty. SOLD. Her name is Sophie, she's 1 yo and she's a leaner. She rubs and leans against my legs. She has beautiful gold eyes, but she manages to blink with the camera flash...

Jeannie's story

Jeannie joined our family on February 3, 2009. I was looking at all the kitties in our area that needed forever homes. Something about her sweet little face made me keep going back to look at her again and again. I still don't know why, but I sent off an email asking about her. I told myself if it was meant to be, then what's one more furkid? I received an answer to my email saying she was a feral kitty and had been asked about many times, but since she wasn't a lap cat, nobody wanted her. Well we've been down that road many times and I was able to adopt her. Jeannie had been living on a golf course and had at least 2 litters of babies. All her babies were caught and have forever homes. She is about 5 years old, and is a very tiny, delicate girl.

Babe's story

Babe is one of the feral cats my Mom caught. She was Mom's cat along with her other two. After Mom passed, I took care of all three of her cats. Her two original cats went to the rainbow bridge very shortly after Mom died. She had Babe for eight years and I've had her now for nine more years. Babe is my CRF girl. When she was first diagnosed with CRF I thought I'd only have her for a few more weeks, but she has surprised both me and the vet and is doing great with only sub-q fluids three times a week.
April 1, 1991 - July 13, 2011 5:20pm DST

Romeo's story

I found Romeo online. I received an email from a friend about him. His Mom was in a nursing home and not coming back (she didn't know she was staying there forever). So her family was trying to find a home for Romeo. She had an attorney that was to find a good home for Romeo if anything ever happened to her. I had to actually apply to get him. References and essay about me. Once her family had me checked out I was able to pick him up at the attorneys office. I had only been told he was 5 years old and very fluffy. Turned out he's a pure himalayan. I don't think he had ever seen another cat until I brought him home. He's very friendly and is best friends with Bob and Jeannie.

Isis's story

Bob's story

Bob's adoption was totally a spur of the moment thing. I was in the dentist's office for a cleaning and I was telling my dental hygienist about adopting Isis and that I had never had an orange cat. Then she tells me her vets office has a little orange cat up for adoption. I went home and called to make sure the cat was still there, then grabbed a PTU and headed off to go get him. When I got there all I could see was a little bit of orange fur poking out from under his bed. Then we got him out of his cage and he was HUGE. Turned out he was 5 years old and his original family just didn't want him anymore. So off I went to fill out the paper work while the vet gave him one last check over. When we put him in the PTU he almost didn't fit. He is a wonderful boy but very scared all the time. He ducks his head every time I reach down to pet him, like he thinks I'm going to hit him. He doesn't know how to play with toys and once I got one of those toys with a fuzzy hanging from a stick and he was so afraid of the stick he ran and hid for hours. Now we only have the fuzzy part, the stick I trashed. Thank goodness he and Romeo are such good buds, it's the only time he really plays.