Silence is Golden but is it Golden Enough?

That's it. I've had it. Somebody blabbed to the housekeeper that I had given up stress for Lent.

I don't know how she found out but this is what she put on me today after a couple of old ladies in the parish condos starting beating each other up with their walkers. I happened to be in the hallway at the time and barely escaped with my life.

I ran to the rectory and she immediately whipped out this horrific example of what looks like a "thundershirt," muttering that it isn't just for thunderstorms but for anything that is stressful and it should help calm me down. Think again, my dear tea-towel-wringing witness to my agony..

I think it's an abomination. I think I look ridiculous and it's not doing anything for my stress.

I need a break. If anyone's looking for me, I'll be hiding and I won't say where.

Day 3 of Lent or Move Over Van Gogh

Third day of peaceful slumber, ignoring frequent outbursts coming from the parish I call home, as well as an asylum of sorts.

I don't know what Will and Jack (I drop the "Father" part 'cause it's just you and me) gave up for Lent. I'll have to closely observe since neither of them talked about it. They're just doing some extra praying I noticed, but that could be anything from thanks for one of Mary Lou's fish chowders--hey, I'll put my paws together for that--or pleading with the Lord to bring them a contractor who'll do things for free...who knows?

I've taken up painting. I draw the picture first, put in the numbers and then use my brush. Isn't that the way to do it? 

Being a cat, my creative genius includes the capturing of chirps, beez buzzing, streams rippling and trees who are pleading with me for leaves..


--Tom

Day Two of Lent-38 to Go

As you all know, I have given up stress for Lent. Hair-raising events have taken their toll on me and disrupt my prayer, blocking access to the Lord. Proper perspective, I heard, is a good thing.

So..unless Father Jack gets run over, Father Will runs away with the gypsy in the neighborhood, or the housekeeper decides to train spiders to dance, I want to be left in peace.

I've Got It! or When Ashes Get on my Paws

Hi, folks!

Lent, here I come! I received my ashes today, but now am concerned how to get them off my paws since I forgot and tried to wash my face after. You know I can't leave tracks around the rectory. The housekeeper will have my hide, even if I do my best Dr. Jekyll impression. Get it? Never mind. I am helplessly humorless.

I solved the problem of what to give up. I'm giving up STRESS! That's right. Bone-shattering, nerve-rattling, sleep-depriving stress. I plan to spend these next 40 days and nights cool as a cucumber, basking in the glory of the Almighty and let Him take the reins. It will be against my very nature not to spazz over every little thing, but the persistent effort in self control will be good for me and my spirituality, don't you think?

Anyway, if you're looking for me, I'll have my eyes closed against the world with not a worry in sight.Who's with me?

Lent or It's a Cruel, Cruel World

Hi, friends-

I know I've already said I'm giving up my plane for Lent, but that doesn't seem to me very practical. How will I get around? Walk? Unthinkable!

If I give up my plane, I'll have to give up my galas.
Give up my top hat, my tie and tails..or make that one tie and a tail.


Maybe I should just give up my race car. But, then I'll be letting down the team. We're headed for the Fishworthy 500 in a week or two and we're expected to win. Nope. Can't give that up.

Maybe I could give up my Jack Reacher reading for the next month and ten days. But, what would I read in the meantime? Oh, no! Not a Jacques Cousteau memoir about the sea and fish. No!!!!!

I'll have to think on this some more.

Purrz,
Tom

Our Christmas Card to You

For those of you not on other forms of social media (which can sometimes be unsociable, we know!) we wanted to be sure not to leave anyone out of our holiday wishes.

Here's our card. Lots of love to all!

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and All Celebrations in Between!

Hi, everybody!

A very special holiday is wished for all who read my bloggie. I'm determined to make the New Year better in every way..more mice for me and you! More catnip, too! And, blessings..we don't want to forget Who's in charge..

From mom Julie: In the spirit of Christmas, I just want to share that it's been hard for us to blog. (I'm adding this paragraph after Tom's signing below). All of the old blogs signed by Tom I looked at just these past few days. Call me a sentimental old fool, but realizing he was gone all over again brought me to tears. Even though he has become the character in my books, it still doesn't fill that emptiness that he left behind. Each one of us does whatever it takes to cope with our loves, our losses and what life throws at us day to day. My offering to you is my creativity and stories that feature his clerical, feline lusciousness :) . I hope you enjoy..especially since they're so inexpensive..Tom would never want to be referred to as "cheap." Enjoy..okay, Tom, back to you: 

Tom here: If you have a Kindle or might get one for Christmas, here are a couple of options for you..books I came out with this past year. Easy, fun reads and I'm in them almost on every page!!

Mom Julie put them on holiday special for 99 cents until after Christmas. Feather was first for the bargain price, so I think that ends Christmas Day..but Dog Tags runs a little longer.

Be good, good friends. Hope Santa brings you lots of treats and all good things for your human family. Know you are loved.

~Tom

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