Sunday, January 21, 2007

Meezer Monday!

So, here I am, doing what any good meezer does, check out everything in the house to give approval. This is Mom's fiddle case. She plays Celtic fiddle, mainly Irish and Scottish stuff. I don't know what that is, but I like it. She often plays in the livin' room on this big, oversized chair, and she sits on the edge, so she clears the chair's arms, so her arms don't hit them. This give me lots of room to 1) chase my tail behind her (my favorite), 2) sit beside her and try to catch her arm as it moves this stick thing across these funny metal strings, 3) sit on top of the back of the chair and ajudicate (I think that means judge), or 4) sit quietly on her lap and listen to the wonderful sounds coming out of that funny shaped wooden box.

Mom loves playing her fiddle. But she love me more. The night she and Dad first picked me up, Mom had a rehearsal for a big Christmas show. But they had to go way out in the country to get me, and Mom was a good hour late! Dad took care of me that first night (why I love Dad, although I don't show it too well sometimes). Sometimes I think I'm part Manx (did you know they are Irish? Well, Isle of Man should be considered part of Ireland) or Scottish fold, since I like listen to Mom play. Once, when I was still really little, Dad took me down to this place were Mom was playing (called a pub, sounds like pup, but there were no woofies, and they drank this funny brown liquid stuff). He tucked me in his jacket, and when he sat down at the table with all Mom and Dad's friends, I poked my little head out and said hi. Of course, everyone said how cute I was!

Checking out Mom's fiddle case helped me forget what is coming up on Tuesday. My "operation". No food for 24 hours, how will I survive?


Dragonheart, Merlin, Devi, and Chloe said...

You look very cute in that fiddle case, Tara. :) That is so cool that your dad took you to a pub!

I had to go without food last Monday. It was hard, but I was given lots of stinky goodness and attention afterwards, so it was okay. You'll be okay too. Although my mom says if you have the typical Meezer voice, it might be harder on your mom and dad than on you!

Susie said...

Mommakitty loves Celtic music - shes part Scottish & Daddykitty's part Irish! That's a fine place for a meezer princess to hang out!

What kind of surgery? A lady-garden-ectomy?

Sendin' purrrrs your way :)

LZ said...

That looks like a really fun place to hang out! You got to go to a pub, that sounds really cool. I bet I'd like to watch my mom playing music but she doesn't.

Good luck on your surgery! Be careful with those sutures, we meezers are famous for suture removal- hence my 2 cones. You might want to take an e-collar home with you, just in case.

I'll be singing for you!


Victor Tabbycat said...

Our boy does sumfing like that... violince? He's not too good an wise cats leaf the room insteada asplorin the case. You's a good girl to listen an help yur mom practicing.

Mom lurves Irish an Celtic music. Do you know Irish Drinking Songs for Cat Lovers? It's available on

Daisy said...

Good luck with yer surgery tomorrow. I will be thinkin' about you.

Tiki, Kirby, and StanLee said...

Good luck & don't bitey your stitches.

Angel Junior, Orion and Sammy said...

That looks like a very interesting place. Did you find anything out of the ordinary during your inspection?

Good luck with your operation. We will keep you in our purrayers!

Madness, Trouble, Squish and Milkbone said...

Good luck with the operation.

Forty Paws said...

We ist glad u leaving fur in yur Mom's case. Efurryting dat beans has should be fur cofered.
We be tinkin ov u tomorrow. U'll be fine. Dunt eat yur stitches!
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