By Sweetie,  fitness trainer and mischief

Good morning, dear friends.
 
As you can see I, Sweetie, am the blogger this week.  Like last week we at Mischief and Mayhem Central don't have much to say.  I know this is unusual.  More often than not Grammy thinks we have too much to say , too many opinions, suggestions and demands.  At the moment we are at a loss for words.  Yes, a dearth of opinions, a paucity of suggestions and a lack of ideas for a blog, but never a shortage of demands.

Having said that I think I shall fall back on a topic we kitties love so well... picking on Grammy.  *giggles*

Now, let's see.  Over the past year she has knitted less than usual despite being home more.  Yes, far less. Disgraceful.  Oh she finished a few shawls, a pair of slipperboots, two sweaters for a cat, two lady's cardigans, almost finished a third, but fewer wee gowns and hats for the hospital.  Shamefully, nothing for us.  No toys! No blankets!   I tell you, the old girl is falling down on the job. 

Oh, and don't think of this as an excuse... She might try it on you but it's a ploy for sympathy.  In the summer she imagined herself an acrobat.  Yes, she did!  Is it any wonder she lost her shoulder and injured herself?

What was that Grammy?  ...

Well, of course your shoulder was lost.  What else does 'dislocated' mean but 'lost the location of'?   How something that is attached can be lost is beyond us but she did it. 

Well, we found it for her... and it is back in place now.  Yes, we thought we'd velcro  the joint back together.  Aren't we brilliant?   She didn't think so.  Ungrateful, we say.  Totally ungrateful.  But should it happen again, and it had better not, just push those joints back together.  Velcro, the wonder fastener.  Brilliant!

Of course, while it took hold we opportunists decided to occupy her time more, demand extra feedings, sit on her lap, purr her to sleep, stick like velcro to her side, dive into the wools, yarns and needles and create absolute chaos. And we do it all so well.

The one thing we don't do is tarry near her when she is on her feet.  That is dangerous!  Very, very dangerous.

Well, that's all for this week, friends.  Have a great one.... and NO ACROBATICS!  (hint!  hint! - you know who you are and I don't mean Grammy!)  *Giggles* 

Whisker kisses and love, Sweetie.

We've included a few photos for your viewing pleasure!

Comments are welcomed... especially if they are amusing.

By Rondo, poet and vocal mischief.

Good day, dear friends.

Someone, whose name will remain anonymous, is feeling unwell so our blog is unbelievably short, practically non-existent. 

As a consolation I will share an early poem of mine. 

Meantime, we at Mischief and Mayhem Central hope you are all well and thriving despite the restrictions and challenges of this pandemic.



Crocus

Little crocus beneath the snow so deep

Wake up from your winter sleep

The sun shines down and warms your bed

Open your eyes and raise your head.

Time to push through, take a peek

For winter's almost over and it's you I seek.

Comments are welcomed. 

by Etude, Mr Attitude.

Oh brother!   Hi friends.  Can you believe it?  We almost had to rush Grammy into the emergency room this week.  Well, not really!  I'm exaggerating a bit but that wee Mousie has been so darned cute this past week.  And cute interprets into sweet, thus the sugar overload.  

Here's what's been happening...

Mousie spends most of her time in the bedroom and only joins us in the livingroom occasionally - usually when meals are due or overdue, which happens a lot, let me tell you. (Cheap help! What more need we say?) But if Mousie comes snuffling around Grammy responds. We don't understand that.  Of course, the tail tickling the back of Grammy's neck might be a clue to her moving but otherwise... 

When we ask for food she ignores us and says things like, 'you just ate an hour ago!' or 'it's 45 minutes until your next feeding time!'  For goodness sake, we're cats. We don't have watches, only tummies that grumble. They are our time pieces. But, while the old girl ignores us she won't ignore the little mouse. Up she jumps and heads to the kitchen!

Okay so, back to Mousie and sugar.  Grammy has been going into the bedroom more regularly to interact with the wee Mouser (part of her get up and move frequently throughout the day exercise).  Lately, whenever she does she leans over the bed and rubs foreheads with Mousie as she reclines in her marshmallow bed and that activates the 'purr machine'. That purring is louder and bigger than the little puss, by far.  It is the loudest motor we've ever heard.  Louder than mine and even louder than our vocal Rondo.  

Well, when Grammy hears the motor going she melts.  Yes, she becomes a soppy puddle of goohs and gahs.  'Oh Mousie, you are just so adorable!  I want to pick you up and cuddle you!'  and then the sugar rush begins.   

Mousie seems to like the attention because now she does it every time Grammy visits the bedroom and the glucose levels are rising further and further.  Pretty soon we'll need to get insulin for the old dear.   Women! 

The other thing the little Mouser does is pose for Grammy in the cutest ways.  These cause further sugar rushes.  It's so disgusting! Of course, it isn't disgusting when we do.  (Well, don't tell Grammy but we think Mousie's a cutiepie too BUT, so are the rest of us!)   Pictures of Mousie (and us) to follow. 

by Sweetie, motivator and fitness trainer.

Good morning, dear friends.  Not sure if you have made resolutions for 2021.  If not, I'd be happy to help you with some.

Grammy, as usual, hasn't made any... so I've put together a few for her.   
1. Feed us on demand... ours... not hers,
2. Play with us every day at least 5 times a day,
3. Share the bed -  not take it over,
4. Cuddles.... give us lots and lots of cuddles, snuggles and kisses,
5. Groom us daily,
6. Feed us on demand... ours... not hers.

And the resolutions we furballs have set for ourselves ...
1. Do our daily fitness routine:  examples of a fitness routine specifically designed for the M&M crew shown in slideshow below.  
2. Accept all pampering with grace and equanimity.  Yes, that's it for us.  *giggles*

Comments are welcomed.