Notes from a parish cat and his author Julie Mackenzie

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I am Father Tom Fish, esteemed member of the religious team at Temptation of Christ Parish in the novels by author Julie Mackenzie. As to my background, I was invited into the rectory as a stray, laid on the charm, and was invited to stay, even honorarily ordained and no less spiritual than my sidekick Father Will. He dotes on me to high heaven and forgives all of my street cat proclivities, whatever the hell that means.

Monday, June 24, 2019

Nocturnal Can Mean Creepy

Hi, gang!

The housekeeper had to paint today so i had absolutely no help with my blog, so I was stuck. It wasn't until now, the end of the day that we - and I use that term loosely - are getting it done.

I - maybe I did put her off with this subject - am nocturnal. That doesn't mean I'm adept at composing classical music like a nocturne or anything like that. It means I roam around and get into stuff when everybody's asleep.

I have free reign with nobody to stop me, tell me to get off the counters, off the top of the armoire, finish my food, and it's quiet except for night sounds. Yep, nighttime is a whole 'nother world. I catch glimpses from the window of animals I don't see around during the day. As long as I don't see two-legged ones looking back at me!

I am totally aware of everything around me. I don't miss a thing, day or night.

Want to fill me in on what goes on at your house when everyone's asleep?

Through a house darkly,

Monday, June 17, 2019

Window Dressing or Drama?

Hi, effurybody!!

Another day
Another week
I'm so lucky
With my ability to speak!! Hahaha!!

Get a load of this..

Peace on the windowsill

Ladidadidah....ho hum..::sigh::

And then!!!

Was it a bird..or a plane..or, er..nothing??

Conclusion: Excitement can happen in an instant! (and last just as long, haha)

Have an excitin' week, my furriends and grab those instants for all they're worth!!

Adrenalinly yours,

Monday, June 10, 2019

Sniff an Angel Good Morning

Hi, everybody!

If it weren't for services on Sundays, I wouldn't know it was Monday. Even then, I get forgetful.
Here I am, after lunch - my lunch of turkey and salmon and it just occurred to me I hadn't done my post for today.

So, here goes.

Even though I didn't do a post, doesn't mean I haven't been thinking. Yes, indeed, we cats do think, ponder, reflect, even empty our brains meditate.

I was thinking about angels the other day. There's a whole slew of them in the church and I didn't really notice them until my friend Bridget brought up the subject. Only thing is, she doesn't know how to behave around them.

You don't sit on their heads and sniff.
I listened in horror as she admitted to doing that and here's proof. She says they smell like bumblebees and baby lotion. At least this one did. I didn't even notice.

I prefer to cuddle and snooze.

I have to know - are there any angels in your life?

Angelic at all times,

Monday, June 3, 2019

Innard Relief

Hey, kitties!

Do you ever find yourself obsessing about one thing, not realizing it until you look back?

It was that way with me all last week, obsessing about what I put into my innards to make everything work better. To show you what I mean, here's an example:

Grass is good for the digestion and, just to let you know, I gummed my way through this right after the photo was taken!!

Then, there's soft butter with yogurt which I have a dab of every morning to grease my innards.

Good thing. The cat box isn't exactly the most fun place to hang out!

Hope your week has you smooth sailing!