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, November 30, 2020

Sssshhhh!! Don't Wake Her Up!

Hi, friends!'s Monday all over again! 

Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving holiday weekend. We had rain and fog, but then the sun came out yesterday. Boy, it was downright balmy for almost December up here in the piney woods!

Penny knows just how to keep warm. There's no place she likes better than to be in housekeeper Mom Julie's bed, snuggled up right between the pillows, a duvet, wool blankie and warm flannel to keep her warm!

You can hardly see her, but that's where she likes to be.

Here's another cute pic of little Penny. I just leave her be.

I know..such cuteness!!

*yawn* Excuse me while I take a little nap myself!

Have a good week!

Tom, Bridget and Penny xoxoxo 

Monday, November 23, 2020

What's That Up Ahead?

Hi, friends!

This is a Monday if there ever was one. It's raining, dreary and there's really not much to see..

The housekeeper loves the different expressions I have when I look out the window. Here's the one I've chosen for today:

I don't know what I was looking at at the time, but it must have been a doozy!

One thing to think about that's good at least, is coming up! TURKEY DAY!! I LOVE turkey! I try not to think about all the goodness of gravy and tender meat when I see the bird itself because then I get sad. I have to remember it's all part of a tradition we've had since, well, since we came over on a big ship and all we had to eat was salt pork!

So, my friends, whatever Monday brings, we'll take it in stride, knowing there are good things waiting for us at the end, and we get a chance to give thanks for what we have.

Blessings, friends!!

Tom, Bridget & Penny

Monday, November 16, 2020

From Sweet Nothings to Slobber

Hi, furriends!

Last week, Bridget was whispering in my ear. I think it was sweet nothings or just plain nothings, because I couldn't understand a word she said. She talked the whole time through ear fluff and I pretended to listen, having her think I was taking it all in.

I have to tell you, lately she's been in my face, cuddled up close so I can hardly breathe, or up my behind. It isn't just that, either. She launches into her licking, cleaning mode and I bear the brunt of it with my furs all messed up. This goes on for about 15 solid minutes. Ugh!

Then, there's after the bath when she turns around and sits on me!! Her fluffy, fat a$$, heavy as a tank crushes me to death!

And, if that isn't bad enough, she doesn't sit still. It's then she decides to give herself the scrubbing treatment, jiggling and wiggling and jerking around, jabbing me in the back with every movement.

Puleeze!! Help!! Get me away from this slobbering, scrub-fetish obsessed blimp so I can get my rest!!

That's all I have to say!

Scrubbed clean and mean, 




Monday, November 9, 2020

Sweet Nothings

 Happy Monday!!

Here we are, back again and how crazy the past week has been...holy moley!! Best described as one of those cement mixers that goes round and round...hehe!!

Enough of that.

I don't know where the expression "sweet nothings" came from, but it's appropriate for what Bridget does constantly. She'll sit next to me and begin whispering in my ear, half of it I don't even understand since it's spoken through ear floof. See what I mean?

Anyway, what I do is move away since her heavy breathing tickles my ears and I have better things to do, like NAP!!

Sssshhhh! I'm dreaming!! Can't tell you what it's about 'til I wake up...

Purrs and best wishes from the Dream Team - Me, Bridget & Penny xoxoxo!

Monday, November 2, 2020


 Hi, furriends!

I'm not going to get into politics other than to say a big day for humans in the US is going on tomorrow..

The housekeeper says it reminds her of Shakespeare's Macbeth.."Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day.." 

The creeping part is like Bridget when she stealths..sneaking up on the sound of a mouse. The only difference between her and the housekeeper and other humans is the political creeping that has been going on forever, filled with commercials everywhere, and the eventual catching of the mouse (voting) happening tomorrow, to end everything in chaos of a different kind.

Phew! I'm glad I'm a cat.

Bridget is glad she's a cat.

Penny's glad she couldn't care less.

Don't forget to vote tomorrow, my friends who are's importante!!