Henry Helton's Cherish Meme

Auntie Stinkie gets a kiss from Delilah


Henry Helton’s cherish meme

1. Tell us what is the most sweetest warm thing you will do to your mommy (what is the sweetest thing that your kitty will do to you)
2. And, hug your mommy, tightly... (and, hug your kitty....tightly...)
3. Tag your good friend...
4. Leave your computer, and continue to hug each other.

We got tagged by Henry a couple of days ago fur dis Cherish Meme, in honor of Miss Peach. So all of da catz in dis house are goin’ to play today:

1. Tell us what is the most sweetest warm thing you will do to your mommy:

Dr Tweety: Oh, dis iz easy!!! I will follow da momee out to da garden in da spring, summer & da fall, & sit wit her in da twy-lite. We watchez da veggy-tablez grow-up togedder. Den da momee makes me a special fire in da fire-bowl (dis iz not like a tuna bowl—dere iz no food in da fire bowl!) & I hang out wit da momee until da starz in da sky come out.

Maximillian da mad-Burr-man: I wait fur momee to come from work & den I comez out to da car to greet her & den I arch my back & sniff da car & straighten my tail & den I leadz her up da stairz & leaps onto da rail & walks down da rail to lead her across da porch to da front door. Momee could not get into the house if it were not fur me bein’ a good guard dawg. I am a husky. I know dis, ‘cuz she tellz me so.

Delilah: Oh goodie! I like this meme. I get up evfurry morning and help my momee to put her make-up on. Sometimes I like to bite my momee’s nose, and other times, I like to bite her toes. But best of all, I play the rat game almost evfurry night with momee. I crawl into my rat cave that my momee makes from the throw on the big chair and then I crawl in till you can’t see me, and then I peek out at her. But if she calls me by my name, I growl at her, because I really am a RAT when I am in my cave!

Iris: I just love momee’s hair. I like to play the piano in momee’s hair. And when she is sitting on her porcelain cat-box, I come in and jump onto her shoulder. I leap from the floor and never, never put my claws into her. When she goes to bed, I go to bed too, and snuggle right next to her hair. I purr and purr and she sings to me. I love it when my momee sings my special lullaby. I am in kitty heaven.

Auntie Stinkie: When momee gets up, I tell her “Waah, Waah!” This iz my signal for eggz. If it is play-day (the weekend), I sit on momee’s lap on my special knitted lap throw, and allow her to massage my face, shoulder blades and my little paws. Momee does a good toe massage. I simply cannot help myself from slipping into nirvana. I also meet momee when she comes home from work, and I plant myself right in front of her car so that she has to stop. I tell her, “Waah! Waah!” So then momee has to put on the emergen-cee brake, get out of her car and pick me up and drive the rest of the way into the driveway with me in the back or on her lap. This is to teach her to not go to work.

Now we iz goin’ to tag our frendz Kellie da Orange Cat, Mini (my sweetie!) and da ever luverly Samantha & Tigger!