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, December 28, 2020

Guilty Party Selfie

Hi, Friends!!

Hope your Christmas was fun, filling (with super duper food) and fabulous! We had none of those...just kidding! Because of the pandemic, there was a cloud over things, but we can look forward to the New Year to change all that.

Last Christmas, we received an ottoman as a gift, just because. (Nothing received of note this year, mostly sardines, catnip and toys..ho-hum) Anyway, right after we got it, the housekeeper saw claw marks on it and went berserk. Now, my esteemed cat friend who-I have-no-choice-but-to-live-with-who-gives-me-unnecessary-baths was caught red-pawed, digging her claws in. Okay, it's not leather, but still, like a kind of vinyl that looks like leather. Well, apparently it passed the leather test with Bridget and she wanted to leave her mark(s).

So,  now we can't see the ottoman at all because it's covered in a blanket. And, the guilty party has set herself right on top of it as if nothing happened. 


 She is vile and disgusting. She claims all innocence but WE know better!!!

Leaving our happy home and turning now to the New Year ahead, we all wish you the very best in the coming months, good health and much happiness and...no clawmarks!!

Purrs,

Tom, Bridget & Penny xoxoxo

Monday, December 21, 2020

Humbug Day (Who Knew?)

 Hi, friends!

Okay, so somebody decided it would be Humbug Day today. I guess we need a day where we can be Grinchy, Crabby Appletons, and all around no-so-happy with the world, kinda like A Christmas Carol's Bah Humbug, right?

Not to worry..even my bah-humbugs are funny sometimes! 


"And, you were saying...??"

Anyway, it's the Christmas season, so we wanted to share not only our wishes for holiday blessings for all of you, our friends, but also to look back at some of the Christmas highlights of celebrations past.


                                                                  

And, finally, a poem about Christmas Eve


Penny spending her first Christmas with us!
                               


MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY CHANUKAH AND ALL THE REST OF THE CELEBRATIONS THAT LIFT OUR HEARTS THIS TIME OF YEAR!
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All our love,

TOM, BRIDGET, PENNY & HOUSEKEEPER MOM JULIE MACKENZIE




                                                                

Monday, December 14, 2020

Advent Calendar Blues

Hi, friends!

Question of the day: How do I make my gorgeousness fit into a tiny little doorway?




This is how, my friends. It's a tight squeeze, but here I am!!





Penny and Bridget are behind their own doors, not revealed just yet. That's all right with me. I have some peace and quiet on my very own Advent calendar. 

Hope you're enjoying your own calendar with a surprise every day!!

(Hmmm...I wonder which door they're behind..nah, I'm not going to look ahead!)

TOM



Monday, December 7, 2020

No Power

 Hi, friends!

I hope you who are spending winter with the rest of us are doing okay. What started out as 1-3 inches turned into a storm watch, then a storm warning..then, the storm! Snow, giant flakes of it, then turning to sleet after dark with high winds! I thought we'd blow away! Weather humans!! Mr. Doppler sure changed his tune in a matter of hours! Went from gentle classical to RAP..rap, get it??

After being without power which meant without heat since everything around here is electric, we're taking in some well-deserved sunshine this morning. But, we can't forget 49 degrees in the living room compared with 45 in the fridge! Anyway we found our way to all the cozy sleeping places and stayed warm and stayed lazy.

The sun is coming in nicely where Penny is sitting. She allowed me visiting privileges earlier, but I didn't stay long.

Hope there's some sunshine in your Monday to help you start the week along with our purrs.

Take care, all!


Tom, Bridget & Penny

Monday, November 30, 2020

Sssshhhh!! Don't Wake Her Up!

Hi, friends!

Why...it'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, 

TOM

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