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Yeti: Kitten In A Cup

Boo: Wow, she finally cleaned up all that stuff – it’s nice to be able to get around here again without bumping into untouchables.

Yeti: Into what?

Boo: Missus was so busy with projects for that…thing…um, that…whatever it was. I was shooed off more stuff than I could identify. It was everywhere.

Yeti: That “thing” was a “ladies’ tea”.

Boo: “Ladies’ tea”? I thought tea was for everybody.

Yeti: It was a special get-together for ladies at the church. Didn’t you see the program Missus designed? They had a lot going on!

Boo: Like what?

Yeti: Well, singing, and a speaker, and food, and –

Boo: [Smacking] Food? And she didn’t invite us? Grr.

Yeti: Other people made the meal. And you know how humans are about animals at venues with food.

Boo: [Pouting] Yes. Maybe we should have a tea here.

Yeti: Now, I know that even you don’t like tea.

Boo: [Thinks] Huh…I guess not. Imagine that! But I bet I’d have liked the other goodies. So, what else was there?

Yeti: Well, all those decorations Missus made, of course. The clocks, calendars, flowers; other Victorian decorations – she worked hard for weeks and weeks.

Boo: Yes, lots of giant clocks. Some of them even work! Pretty cool…but…what do those have to do with tea?

Yeti: [Shrugs] That was just the theme they chose this year. Apparently women struggle to balance time with family, God, work, errands, and whatever else they do.

Boo: Hmm. Don’t men struggle with that, too?

Yeti: I suppose. But I guess men don’t like frilly teas, so they deal with it some other way. I can’t imagine Mister liking being around so many flowers and wearing a pretty dress!

Boo: [Giggling] Me either!

Yeti: So anyway, it seems these women need to talk about it, or listen to someone talk about it, and sing about it, and think about it. I wonder if she learned anything from the guest speaker.

Boo: Like what?

Yeti: Like time management skills. She is kind of disorganized, and on top of that, a bit of a hoarder – then again, that part was helpful when it came time to coming up with materials for decor.

Boo: So…is it a good thing or a bad thing?

Yeti: I can’t decide. It might be part of her creative process. At least she’s gotten the giant fake flowers and the clocks she made into the studio, and the real clocks back where they usually live, and all the art supplies put back in the studio, and all the papers are gathered and put away. She’s made progress. Now on to the rest of it. The whole place suffered, between that and the trip and her birthday.

Boo: It took a long time to mess it all up; I guess it’ll take a long time to get it all clean.

Yeti: With time to spare – to dig up an old photo shoot. I guess we’ll wait and see if the rest of it gets better.

Boo: A photo shoot? What now?

Yeti: [Sighing] You’ll see….

 

YetiTime

Mewsletter #1

Boo: Wow! You’re finally online again.

Yeti: (sighs) Yes, I know…it’s been a while.

Boo: You’ve been slackin’.

Yeti: I know. I have. But to be fair, whenever I thought to mlog, Missus has been monopolizing the laptop or had it with her out of town.

Boo: And when it was available, you were cat-napping on the job.

Yeti: All right, I get it already! I’m trying to make it right.

Boo: Okay. Sorry. It’s just so rare that you’re in the wrong – and not me – that I had to bask in it at least for a little while.

Yeti: Honestly, Boo, you could have mlogged too.

Boo: Let’s not go there.

Yeti: Are you going to let me compose this or not? You’re not exactly helping.

Boo: Oh, I want to help. What are we saying?

Yeti: I thought it might be a proper time, being the end of the year, to do a Mewsletter.

Boo: That’s fabulous! What a fun idea! …Um, but just what exactly is that?

Yeti: (rolls eyes) A newsy post about what’s been going on since we last posted. Actually in a better format than this; I’m working on it here…see?

Boo: I see. And that last post was…when?

Yeti: According to the mlog: May.

Boo: Youch. We can’t let that happen again.

Yeti: Already solved. I saw a copy of Missus’ schedule, so we can exploit it, and post.

Boo: (eyebrow raises) I’m impressed at your sneakiness.

Yeti: Well, I am a cat after all. Anyway…June…Missus went on a long trip with MamaMissus. Again she came back with tons of photos to paint. She’s been sorting those and the ones from Israel almost non-stop on the computer since then, babbling about “too much good material for paintings”.

Boo: I’d think that would make her happy.

Yeti: My sense is that it does; she’s just overwhelmed by the sheer volume.

Boo: Why did she take so many then?

Yeti: She seems to subscribe to the philosophy that one must take about 100 photos to capture one really amazing one.

Boo: Then she must have gotten hundreds of awesome ones.

Yeti: I don’t doubt it. So…continuing on…summer…oh, yeah…they started looking for a house with an art studio –

Boo: NOOOO, nonononono. We’re not moving again. No. No. No. N–

Yeti: Keep your fur on. It seems they decided to wait. Some stuff is going on and I don’t really understand it. I can tell she’s really stressed out because she got really sick again.

Boo: That was awful. She was in a lot of pain for a while. It was worse pain than her cancer I think.

Yeti: Have you seen those horrific ads about shingles? It even looks painful. I couldn’t look at her.

Boo: But you did a good thing.

Yeti: Wha– oh.

Boo: “Cuddle bug”!

Yeti: Stop it. You did it too.

Boo: At least she was better by Christmas. She had projects again this year for church. And we got Christmas gifts!

Yeti: Yes – my goodness but those catnip toys were most potent! (blinks thrice)

Boo: (grins) I’m enjoying those. But it really doesn’t seem much happened this year. We must be missing something.

Yeti: Of course: Halloween.

Boo: Ugh, the costumes – better left forgotten.

Yeti: She’ll get us next year no doubt. (squints) Hmmm….

Boo: Your face suddenly looks much less angelic. What are you thinking???

Yeti: I think it’s time we turned the tables on her. She dressed up as me for Halloween this year…I think it would be well-earned if we share a little of the annual humiliation, after the Mewsletter, of course. (devilish grin)….

Yeti&BoosMewsletter

Yeti: Oh yeah, one more thing (mwahahahaha):

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Boo: (nodding) Awesome! I like it.

Yeti: Start the year off right, I say. On to 2016, Yeti Girl! And we’ll post much more too.

 

POST UPDATE:

Missus: Kitties, I don’t think this is very funny!

 

POST UPDATE:

Kitties: (giggling)

 

Catmosphere

YetiSaysCatChoo!

Yeti: Ah-choo! Ah-ch-huh-huh-Huh-AH-choooo!

Boo: Wow. Um, bless you. Have you finally become allergic to yourself?

Yeti: [Shaking head] Whew. I-I don’t think so. Although…the catmosphere is a bit thick in here.

Boo: You’re not kidding. You ejected more fur into it with each sneizure.

Yeti: Perhaps I ought to let them vacuum me again.

Boo: Gosh you’re weird. But you are the worst offender. Count me out!

Yeti: Wait a minute. [She catches Boo before she exits, and sniffs her.]

Boo: Hey! What gives?

Yeti: Ah-choo! Ah-yah-AH-choooo! Yeesh! I think I’m allergic to you!

Boo: [Squirms uneasily] Not really….

Yeti: What is that awful musty smell on you?

Boo: I crawled behind the dryer. There, even the dust bunnies have dust bunnies.

Yeti: Mystery solved, then. Go bathe, and pitch your hairballs. Yuk.

Boo: All right. [Starts bathing] Ah-choo! Yih-yeh-AH-choooo! Omigosh I’m allergic to myself.

Yeti: [Smiles] Poetic justice. It’s not always my fault.

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Catnapping

Yeti the Cat: Boo at Door Looking Sad - by Lin Eilee S. George

Peekaboo (whispering): Is anyone out there?

Yeti (also whispering): I don’t know; I can’t tell…we don’t have cameras on the Internet community, nor do we even have analytics yet. Does it matter? We haven’t been on in a while. I can’t blame people if they gave up. We promised to post more, and (no longer whispering) then look what happened! Life got in the way. Best laid plans of mice and men….

Boo: Mmmmmmice!

Yeti: No – it’s just a saying, Boo. No mice. (sighs while Boo considers this, then…)

Boo: Do you think they’ll forgive us?

Yeti: Probably. We’re pretty cute.

Boo: Well, of course. I know that counts for a lot, but what if someone asks what happened to us?

Yeti (shrugging): Tell the truth: I’ve been ill, and we’ve had a lot of outside projects. So has Missus. She’s been busy.

Boo: Yes, big projects, then more travel, then more projects, then more travel. She seems to be regrouping now.

Yeti: I was glad for the hiatus. I worked hard on all those posts and photo shoots. I deserved a vacation.

Boo: For like, a year? C’mon, nobody is THAT good.

Yeti: You have your opinion; I have mine. It’s over now, so let’s not waste more time on that.

Boo: So, can we commit to more posts, more often? I mean, the bar’s not set real high, right now. (grimaces)

Yeti: Sure…let’s just not get overly optimistic. I was sick for a while. Let’s make sure I stay better. I’m so glad I’m off antibiotics!

Boo: You wouldn’t even share. They smelled good.

Yeti: I’d have gladly shared, if they weren’t the key to breathing, and if it wouldn’t have been bad for you since you weren’t even sick. I don’t know how you didn’t catch it too.

Boo: I think you snotting up everything pretty much built me a stronger immune system. Gross.

Yeti: I couldn’t help it. It was miserable. But, I have to admit…I’m not all against going to the vet anymore. They actually know what they’re doing!

Boo (shudders): What was in that stuff, mind-control drugs???

Yeti: Banana flavoring, if I recall.

Boo: Bananas?! That’s bananas! We’re CATS! What genius thought banana flavoring would be of any interest to any cat – well, any cat but me?

Yeti: Maybe they use the same antibiotics for cats as for dogs. They, like you, will eat anything.

Boo (side-eyeing Yeti): You’re not gonna start…barking, or…something, are you?

Yeti (a sly smile creeping on her face): wwWWWWOOOOFff!

Boo (scuttling away in surprise, then creeping back toward Yeti): Yikes! Hey…that wasn’t…nice. That wasn’t even like you. But…wow, I have to admit it was pretty good!

Yeti: Flattered you’re impressed. Missus always encourages being multi-lingual. Thought I’d give another one a shot.

Boo: How many languages do you speak?

Yeti: Well of course we both speak human and cat. I won’t tell you any more. You’re only getting informed on a need-to-know basis.

Boo: How come your strategery is always against me?

Yeti: You just answered your own question there.

Boo: And are we going to answer our audience’s question about where we’ve been?

Yeti (pointing at screen): We already did.

Boo (face-pawing): You have got to tell me when you’re doing that. I might say something I shouldn’t!

Yeti: You mean there are actually things you think that don’t come out of your mouth? I tremble to imagine what.

Boo: You’re not always the best at filtering your own thoughts, there.

Yeti: But I do it on purpose.

Boo: Aha! See how mean you are?

Yeti: No, it’s for the benefit of your own education. Everything on this site is educational…yes, that’s it.

Boo: Oh boy. The audience is in for a nap.

Yeti: No…we’re just going to have to wake them up now!

Yeti: Boo, maybe someday you’ll need a vet. Hmm. Ah…there’s a hook: I’ll report that VCA is an awesome vet – both of the ones we’ve been to, anyway. Now I can use the “reporting” tag. That’s called SEO. I’ll stick “awesome veterinarian” in the keywords too. Missus would be so proud!

Boo: Ugh, I’m feeling nauseous right now.

 

 

HideNSeek

Yeti: I wonder if anyone’s out there…

Boo: (in a harsh whisper) Sshhh! They’ll see you! Get down!

Yeti: Stop being paranoid…see? Nothing.

Boo: But you didn’t know that. You shouldn’t take such risks.

Yeti: Risk, schmisk.

Boo: Even I don’t think that’s a word.

Yeti: (flippantly) Don’t care. Still, you never know. Let’s wait and see.

Boo: Periscope down, Captain.

Yeti: That’s Admiral to you, grunt.

Boo: (grunts)

COVID Cat Cleaner

Missus here. The cats and I have been indulging other hobbies for a while, but I thought I’d post about her efforts to contribute to the quarantine. Few cats will go to such an extreme for the public good, as Mister demonstrates:

If I can do this, you can wash your paws, people!

Yeti’s Spring Cleaning from Eilee George on Vimeo.

The kitties have been extra comfort during this Stay-At-Home, and as we’ve tweeted, they have differing perspectives on the whole thing:

“Um…Bored.”
One must master the art of the schmooze….

I think they like Twitter so much because of the bird logo….

–Missus

Finding Inspurration

Yeti’s changing gears. Here’s her update:

It’s been a long while since I posted…there have been changes around here. Boo didn’t want to be online, and I understand that. She’s actually much shyer than I am; she fought hard to hide it, but she was really tired of pretending to be someone she wasn’t. But it’s really shaken me up. We had a really great chemistry, I thought! And it was fun running around trying to keep from getting caught talking and mlogging by Missus. I got used to it. It was comfy. Then she retired, and I didn’t know what to do.

I thought I might not want to mlog anymore.

Who wants to hear, “Yeti goes solo”? I don’t really know. Do you? Maybe?

But eventually I remembered that way back when we started, I kind of resented Boo coming onto the Meow-Blog in the first place. I still have plenty of feline wisdom and observations to share, and now I can tell her secrets without her pouncing! She said she might make some cameo appearances but not as frequent as we started out for certain. She actually said she trusted me with the site! (Don’t tell her but I found that very flattering–coming from her!)

So here I am…and I think I’m liking the idea that…I have TOTAL CONTROL.

Well, maybe I should qualify that: Missus has some control–and was onto us after all–but that’s another mlog for another day.

Speaking of Missus, she has been a good example to me. She doesn’t give up, even when she doesn’t feel like it. The old girl is slowing down, but far from stopping! (Don’t tell her I said that either!) After all, I’m getting older too, and I must admit I don’t play like a kitten as often as I used to. Anyway, I decided to take a page from her playbook and just start mlogging, and then just see what happens. It’s no Pulitzer-Prize winning novel, but it’s something; a new start; something to build on. If you’re going to be creative, you have to put the work in!