The Unravelling of Grammy

by Sweetie, the recently turned 6 years old chronicler of mischief

​Well, the day started out slow... yes, the day following my big party, April 2nd... 3 weeks ago.   We kitties were all tired from partying with our friends... all 67 or more kitties and untold numbers of kitty moms and dads.

​Grammy (our scribe, maid and can-opener) was up at the crack of dawn to feed us.  NOT!  More like 7:30. Lazy bones!  But finally we were fed and coffee was brewing.  The old girl (well she is old...at least 10 times my age and MUCH more but who's counting? oh, yeah! We are!) sat down to the laptop, logged onto the blog site and WHAMMO, the internet connection went down.  Reconnect, try again.  Nope.  Didn't work.  So, recycle the modem.  Yahoo!  

​First things first, (after feeding us and pouring coffee, that is) her paying client gets to have her blog posted.  Not fair. She may pay in money (can't say green papers 'cause we're Canadian and our money comes in many colours) but we pay in biscuit-making and purrs galore... and there are 5 of us paying...so I'd say we should get priority. But it seems we have no say.

​Well, half-way through loading the blog the internet connection was lost AGAIN!  What is this?  The ISP just upgraded our service, gave us a brand new modem and what!!!?  slower internet and intermittent service... we don't see the improvement.  Recycle the modem... Didn't work! Restart the computer and then recycle modem again.  Finally she was in business again.

​One blog published and shared on social media and one to go.  OURS!...and that went without a hitch! Or so we thought.  It published but the social media part must have been too much for Mr Modem.  Everything just hung, for ages and ages. No matter what Grammy tried, nothing worked.

​And the old girl is frantic.  She has to get knitting... yes, deadlines.  Well, NOT BEFORE WE GET OUR BLOG SHARED, Scribe!.  Another recycle and reboot and finally out goes the share.  In the meantime, two friends have tried to connect through a PM and NOTHING!  Poor Grammy.!  Now we are feeling sorry for the old girl because when it finally worked again one friend had already signed off to have a nap and the other probably gave up because... well, just because.  And who could blame them.

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So, wisely, Grammy put aside the computer saying she'd deal with it later... that other things were more pressing.  Yes, definitely more pressing - on our bladders and more smelly... litterboxes! No scooping yesterday due to Grammy being gone all day and 67+ guests and us using 2 boxes... not a pretty site.  

And five kitties with crossed legs dancing around the boxes waiting for them to be scooped finally got her attention. Especially when one, name withheld (but starts with R) headed for the bathtub.  Now, that is desperation and a first!  Well, one box got scooped, scrubbed and refreshed with new litter lickety-split, used X5 and then required another super-scooping. A maid's job is never done. But at least we kitties were able to relax again. The other box immaculately cleaned soon after so all is right in kittydom again.  

​But where does this leave Grammy?  Well, mid-afternoon and very little progress on the knitting. What's wrong with you, Grammy?

​oh, before I forget... It took until this morning for Grammy to put together the photo of all our guests at the party which we have posted below and on Facebook.  Hope you can find yourselves in there. Grammy says she'll try to tag everyone once it is posted.  

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​Comments are always welcomed... Let's keep it light and fun.  



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