Guess Who’s Helping Mimi to Have Her Kittens?

Hi cats.  Guess who got stuck helping Mimi have her kittens?  Me, that’s who.  So, I haven’t been able to post because I’ve been busy getting Mimi ready for the Big Day when she will become a mother.  I’m even letting her use the storage space by my apartment as the place where she will have them.

I know—I said that there was no way that I was going to do that in my last post.  After I posted, though, Mimi came to my window and said, “Grace, if you don’t help me, no one will.  And, I’m scared that I’ll do something wrong and hurt my kittens!”

I sighed.  Then I told her, “Mimi, God made you so that you know how to have kittens.  So, there is no way that you can ‘do something wrong and hurt your kittens’!”

“Oh yes I can,” she yowled back.

I knew that she was wrong, but I saw that she was scared and wouldn’t listen to me.  So, after letting out a deep yowl, I said, “Oh, all right.  I’ll help you.  I’ll even be your birth coach!”

Mimi was so happy when I said that that she jumped up on my window and tried to kiss me.  I dodged her, and hissed, “Mimi, you don’t have to kiss me.  And, I am telling you that I may have to help you a little, but when the time comes, you will know what to do.”

So, my time has been filled with baby-sitting Mimi, and talking to my friends in the neighborhood.  Also, as always, I’m keeping that Mom of mine in line.  I’ll talk to you more about that in my next—”

“GRACE!  HELP!  IT’S TIME FOR ME TO HAVE MY BABIES!”

Oh no, not again.  Let me go check on her . . .

<A little bit later . . .>

Errr—I have to go cats.  It really is time to for Mimi to have her kittens!  Pray for me, cats.  It’s going to be a long day—”

“GRACE! Quit typing on that blog of yours and come help me to have my kittens!”

Great! I’ve got a drama cat that’s giving birth on my claws.  Cats, please pray that I don’t kill her until after her kittens are born.  Thanks!

Help! Mimi Is Driving Me Crazy!

Hi cats.  How are you?  I hope that all is well with you, and that you have your human/s under control.

This post is to update you on everything that is going on in my neighborhood.   First, Herb is missing! We haven’t seen him since he got into a big fight with Mimi about two weeks ago.  I didn’t hear the whole fight, but I did see him run away from Mimi after she screamed, “Herb, I don’t care if male cats don’t help with the kittens. You are helping me to raise these babies!”  I think that he’s hiding from her, but I’m worried that something bad may have happened to him.  Simone the Stealth Cat and some of her mysterious friends have been looking for him, but so far they haven’t found him.

Second, Mimi is driving me crazy!  Now in case you haven’t been reading my latest posts, Mimi is the cat I used to call, “That Hussy”.  I was very angry when I found out that she was having Herb’s kittens since I thought that Herb had fallen in love with me. I ended up feeling sorry for her after I remembered what it was like when I was pregnant and alone.  So, I am trying to help her.

This is not an easy thing to do, though.  That cat is constantly asking me questions about what will happen when she has her kittens.  I’ve already told her everything that she needs to know, but it’s like she forgets what I said and asks me the same questions over and over again.  And, Mimi is eating everything in sight!  Now, I know that’s normal since she’s eating for both herself and her kittens.  However, I wonder if there will be a bird or squirrel left alive in our neighborhood by the time her pregnancy ends in about ten days!

Worst of all, I have to put up with her mood swings.  That cat goes from thanking me for all I’m doing for her to screaming at me for not answering her pregnancy questions fast enough.  I’ll be so glad when this is over—

Oh!  Angelina and Simone are at the window.  I’m glad that they are here.  Maybe they can help me deal with this crazy cat.  Before I go, though, I’d like to ask all of you to pray for my Mom’s friend’s cat, Timmy.  He is in the hospital.  I know that I’ll pray for him because he’s a good looking boy-cat.  And, if you wish, please pray that I don’t kill that Mimi.  Thanks!