MISS PEACH'S COZY COTTAGE

Welcome to the COZY COTTAGE. This is the furever home of the memory of Miss Peach, our 18 year old Devon Rex angel kitty. I am Miss Hunny Bunny, she asked me to pour you a cuppa catmint tea as you read our old fashion mewsings about this and that. Please come by often...one lump or two? Now our precious Hunny Bunny is also an angel cat...please let me be your hostess at the cozy cottage...my name is Miss Hope.



Remember...only in our tomorrows will we realize what we had in our yesterdays.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Saturday, January 26, 2013

AN AMAZING STORY...NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!

For six years Kitty perched on a windowsill, awaiting a miracle. His story illustrates the amazing, sustaining power of love and hope which transcend time! __________ Waiting To Go Home
Reprinted from "Expect Miracles" by Mary Ellen Miracle Gift Books - Autographed by Mary Ellen - http://angelscribe.com/miraclebooks
 It was 35 years ago that Sister Mary Julia first recounted this touching cat story, recounting it word-for-word again 15 years later. After reading it, you will understand why she never did, or will, forget it.
"An elderly couple arrived at our animal shelter on Vancouver Island holding an orange tabby cat. They seemed hesitant, and somewhat sheepishly the woman said to Mother Superior, 'Our daughter died after an auto accident and her cat refuses to settle into our home without her. Will you please find a home for it?' The couple did not know the cat's age, but Mother Superior accepted it into the shelter. Our shelter had a 'no kill' policy and any animals that were not adopted were welcome to spend the remainder of their lives there. (The shelter has since closed.) After the couple left, Mother Superior asked one of the Sisters to come to the main building and take the cat to the cattery. Our Irish Sister, Mary Brenda, arrived and hand-carried the orange furball to his new home. Usually a new arrival is placed in a protective cage or run for the first 24 hours to settle down and adjust to the atmosphere of free-roving pets. But, as Sister Mary Brenda carried the newly-abandoned cat into the room, it jumped from her arms and leapt onto a window ledge. It sat there, looking down the long driveway. The cat had a look about it that haunted her...it was as if it was searching for something, or someone. From that moment on, the cat stayed in that spot...all the time--for the next six years! The cats had an outside run, but no one saw the orange cat leave its perch to go outside. No one adopted the kitty because of one major problem: He would only let Sister Mary Brenda, who had a gentle way with cats, go near him. Over six years we moved the shelter three times, to three different cities, taking the marmalade-colored cat, which Sister Mary Brenda nicknamed Kitty, along with us. The cattery was a movable trailer unit, and we always relocated the catteries near the driveway entrances to entice prospective pet parents with easier access and availability. Once we moved the cats back into the trailer, Kitty would take his usual position up on the windowsill, resuming his 'driveway watch', and continuing to refuse anyone's touch but Sister Mary Brenda's. Finally, we moved our shelter to a wonderful, large, wooded property. During the day, the cats had free run of 56 acres. At night, they would return to the trailer's shelter to eat. Kitty, once again, never left his window perch! He stayed seated on the windowsill looking out, down the driveway. So heart-wrenching! One afternoon as Mother Superior looked out the office window she saw a car pull into the Shelter's driveway, stop, then the door slowly opened. One wooden crutch emerged followed by another. The woman controlling them ventured out of her car onto the gravel driveway, taking great care with each movement. She moved slowly towards and up the steps to the office. 'I missed my cat over the years,' she said to Mother Superior, 'and I have heard good news about your shelter. I've come to see if I can adopt a cat.' Considering the crutches, Mother Superior asked her if she was capable to look after a cat. The woman explained, 'I was involved in a bad car accident a few years earlier and have had multiple surgeries. Each surgery was followed by extended stays in the hospital. The doctors can't do anything more for me,' she added, 'and I would like a cat to replace the one I had prior to the accident. I loved that cat so much, but it died in my parents' care during one of my long hospital stays.' Mother Superior walked slowly toward the cat shelter with the caring young woman, and the woman carefully stepped inside." At this point in her story Sister Mary Julia paused, visibly moved at reliving the next moment. Her voice cracked as she continued, "Suddenly, with no warning, Kitty flew from his windowsill perch pouncing onto the woman's chest, knocking her backwards to the floor. Mother Superior was horrified at the attack! The young woman was lying on the floor with the orange cat - the same cat she had loved before her accident - on her chest. Her parents had lied to her; it had not died. And they had lied to Mother Superior; their daughter had not died...they just wanted to get rid of the cat! The woman wrapped her arms around her cat, crying and hugging it for dear life. And the cat seemed to be doing the same. He was standing on her, kneading his paws, bumping her face. It was as if the purring cat was trying to love both their hurting spirits back. Watching the ecstatic reunion was so moving that I forgot to get either of their names. Kitty's name will always be a mystery, but I will never ever forget him and his patience and purpose for waiting on that window sill. There was no doubt who this dedicated cat was waiting for. His long wait was now over!" Another amazing aspect of this story is that the young woman could have adopted a cat from many different pet stores or humane societies, but she drove 40 miles out of town to the one shelter where her kitty's heart was calling to her.

Friday, January 25, 2013

WHAT???

What do you mean...I need my ears cleaned out?  Do you see how clean these ears are...they do not need any Q tipping or washing....thank you for your concern mommy...

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

WRINKLY WEBFOOT WEDNESDAY

This is what my little bitty feet look like...sorry I did not wash them first....I have web feet!
my web feet will come in handy when I help mommy find things on the web...
Mommy thinks I have adorable wrinkles...I am a very different looking little kitty girl...thank you all for the warm welcome to the Cat Blogosphere...I know I am going to like it here very much.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

HELLO......CAN WE PLEASE BE FRIENDS?

This is the closest Miss Hope and Hunny Bunny have come...no hissing, no growling, Hope just gave her some polite little meows...we feel good about this and think it will be a good relationship with time.  Nice girls, good kitties!!!!!

Friday, January 18, 2013

IN MEMORY OF BEAUTIFUL LUNA....

LUNA...in memory
It is so hard to understand why our beloved kitties have to run off to the rainbow bridge...out of our lives, away from our arms... Such an empty spot is left behind in our hearts.  Beautiful beloved Maine Coon Luna has gone away after a short illness...surgery could not save her and she slipped up into the heavens to get her wings.  I know she is with Miss Peach now and her doggie Patch.  Luna belonged to my special friend Stefanie in Germany...we have been blogging friends since we first began in 2006...that makes us family and we are deeply sad and heartbroken over precious Luna going way too soon.  Luna was bridesmaid at Miss Peachs wedding to Mickey...we have such wonderful memories saved up in our hearts...

MISS HOPE vs. THE CHAPSTICK!

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

I AM A LAPDADDY GIRL!!!!

I never ever leave his side...we are a purrrrfect match!

Sunday, January 13, 2013

MY PRECIOUS FUR...

Miss HOPE is settling in quite nice to the cozy cottage...she is so very happy that you have welcomed her into the CB with open paws!  She is still a bit shy and sleeps a lot.  Her appetite is good and she has purrrfect litter girls room habits.  She is a China doll of a kitty, sleek and elegant and we adore her.  At four years old she matches her weight of four pounds and is by nature very very tiny...she is even smaller than our precious Miss Peach was.  Lapdaddy and I think she is purrrrrrfect in every way a kitty can be!  It has turn wintry cold here overnight so I gave HOPE one of my old mink stoles to snuggle into while we watch TV together...I think she wears it well.  We wish you a warm wonderfurless Sunday...

Friday, January 11, 2013

A SNEAK PEEK...

sorry to have kept you all waiting to see who was in the PTU that arrived with her mommy from Texas...  Still under some jetlag that first day.  Please allow me to introduce you to Miss HOPE!  She is Lapdaddy's sweet tiny kidden whom we have been waiting for all the past long year!  We HOPE this will be the beautiful beginning of a wonderfurless adventure...and we HOPE you will stay tuned for more pictures and the rest of the story...

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

SOMETHING SPECIAL THIS WAY COMES....

Arrival in Washington gate three from Texas...
Such a very long plane ride...must get some rest now....stay tuned....

Sunday, January 6, 2013

I LIKE COLE SO MUCH...AND HE LIKES ME!

THANK YOU MOM JULIE AND POPPY Q
for the work around the problem:) until they fix gets done!
well darn it all...blogger will not let me upload any pictures!  GRRRRRRR does anyone else have this problem?  this time it is not a Picassa storage problem...that one just resolved itself like magic...no upload icon appears when I click insert image.  Oh well...not a good start to the blogging year....and we have such important mews to share with you that will delight you all.  I am mighty crabilated right now!

Thursday, January 3, 2013

ALWAYS BE A LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS...

 Wishing you all a most wonderful MEW YEAR from the cozy cottage...
 mommy likes to collect stray winter themed glass ware she finds at flea markets...they look so lovely with tea lights in them on a dark night...isn't the snow pretty?  It fell lightly all Christmas day...nothing could have been more lovely.