Purrchance To Dream

Greetings to readers of Purrchance To Dream,

I am Spooker, the formerly beloved of Not The Mama, whom those vile usurpers call Auntie Spooker. Let me just set the record straight right here: I am NOT their aunt.
I was the Center Of The Known Universe until they came along. Now, I am portrayed as the villain to their mischievous little cutieness, when in fact I am the victim of their invasion.
Let me tell you my story...

Not The Mama and Lee discovered me at an animal shelter in Dayton, Ohio. I had been left in a shoe box on the shelter's door, and the shelter people took me in from the cold. They told Not The Mama that I was probably a runt of a litter from a breeder of Russian Blue cats.
During the time of my stay at the shelter, I was called Grady.
Not The Mama and Lee came in search of an adult female cat to adopt, but were asked to wait in a small room while appropriate cats were sought. In the meantime, they handed Not The Mama a little grey ball of mewling fur (that would be me), and instant love sprang up all around.
By the time Not The Mama signed the adoption papers, they called me Spooker.

For over ten years, I have been the Only Child, a role that I relished.
I got to sleep anywhere I wanted, eat whenever I wanted, and I certainly never had to share a litterbox!
My favorite time of the day was at bedtime, when I got to climb up on Not The Mama's chest while he read in bed -- I got the best ear-scratches then!
My entire world, as well as most of my sanity, came crashing down that fateful day this spring --- when they were brought into my home.

Now, attention and love in the house is divided. While Not The Mama tries to divide his affections equally, I see him holding the one known as Chloe and I see that loopy purr-happy grin on her face as she sucks away his attention from me like an evil little succubus. Lee doesn't even try to hide his new-found love for the usurpers, boldly declaring (right in front of me!) that "Daphne is my favorite." The nerve! The next urp on the carpet in the guest room is for you, mister!
So, gentle readers, can you see how a formerly contented cat has been turned into a bitter, hissing victim in her dotage?

And I refuse to listen when Not The Mama tries to reason with me by saying, "If you'd only try to get along with them, you might enjoy their company..."
Reason? Enjoy? I hisssss at the thought!

Please know, I wasn't always this bitter and resentful.

Remember me in my glory,
I was once The Center Of The Known Universe!
Oh, those were the days....
Respectfully yours,
Spooker

Hello Fur-friends,

Yesterday, Not The Mama came home early and joined me and Chloe for a mid-day nap. I had a dream...

I was a kitten again, and I was being chased through a field by a pair of Carob-Tofu Brownies. Ick.
I mean, if you can't have real chocolate, why bother, right?

Meow for now ~ Daphne

Hello Fur-friends!

1. Being told NO!
2. The vacuum cleaner running anywhere in the house.
3. The phone ringing.
4. The robot lady's voice on the answering machine.
5. Auntie Spooker hisssssing at me.
6. The opening sequence of Buffy DVDs --- why does it have to be so loud & scary?
7. An empty food dish.
8. Sounds coming up from the basement, especially a staple gun.
   
9. Stinky incense.
   
10. Missing the landing on one of my more spectacular leaps.
    
11. Having my tummy rubbed.
    
12. Getting blamed for things I tried to frame Chloe for...
13. The bedroom wastepaper basket standing upright --- how am I supposed to have access to used dryer sheets, wadded up receipts, and empty tea light cups if this basket is standing upright? Why can't it stay knocked over like I like it? I really want to know!

Meow for now ~ Daphne


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Hello fur-friends!
Yesterday, Christine asked:
"Daphne, what's the funniest thing you or Chloe have done, thus far?"

Well, funny you should ask...
Last night, when Not The Mama and Lee were watching TV, I stood up on my back legs and pawed at the hanging plate of an old-fashioned brass scale (see the photo below).
Lee said, "Daphne, what'd you want to be weighed? Your little pea-brain?"
I tapped at the scale a few more times, and he said, "We don't have a counterweight for something that tiny, silly!"
Well, did you ever!

The best part about living with Not The Mama is that me & Chloe make him laugh every day. It's the most common of our everyday antics, like jumping out at toes from under the bed, that make him laugh. He gives good ear-scratches in return for making him laugh.
Thanks, Christine, for asking a good question! Christine is a friend of Not The Mama's from way-way-way back, and you can see pictures of her furry kids here.
If you have a question for me, about me or Chloe or even old Auntie Spooker -- just leave me a comment and Ask Daphne!

Meow for now ~ Daphne

Hello fur-friends,
While Not The Mama is fond of saying that I am always the first one to the food dish (gotta be first!), here is photographic proof that my sister Chloe likes a good breakfast, too.
She likes to give herself a good lick-over after she eats, and I help by washing her ears for her. Sometimes she gets to distracted by my tail to wash my ears all the way, but I do a good job cleaning up myself, thank you very much.
Chloe, as you can see, is a calico. While tabbies are simply gorgeous with their symmetrical stripes, some people think calicoes are okay to look at, too. I love my sister, even if she is a big old mix of fur-colors and patterns.
Chloe loves to be held by Not The Mama, especially when he typing on the home computer. She purrs like crazy and goes all limp and gooey in his arms. She also loves to watch the computer screen --- at Rosie.com, she really likes to watch the picture of Rosie & Kelli pop up in the sidebar. Little things like that really amuse my Chloe.
During the day, she and I usually curl up for a nap together, but at night she likes to sleep with Not The Mama or Lee. Sometimes, I'll join in, but nighttime is so much fun to explore and run and chase shadows -- who has time for all that cuddling?
Chloe has also become a "lap cat" -- when Not The Mama watches DVDs, Chloe likes to curl up on his lap. Not me, I prefer my own cushion on the ottoman.
Every morning, Chloe loves to play chase the shoestring with Not The Mama. She loves to get a good wrestle in with his hand & wrist, too. In the evening when Not The Mama comes home from work, Chloe runs to greet him. Auntie Spooker and I are more dignified, and make him come to us to bestow greetings.
So, I hope this fills in a bit of information for you about my sister, Chloe.
If you ever have any questions about our life with Not The Mama and Lee and Auntie Spooker, just Ask Daphne, okay?

Meow for now ~ Daphne

Hello furr-friends,
Kathleen's visit on Saturday night was interesting.
She and Not The Mama and Lee did something called a House Blessing. Not The Mama burned incense that made my nostrils twitch, and Chloe hid under the bed. You'd think that just having two adorable kids like me and Chloe in the house would be blessing enough!
But we got an update on our siblings: Galahad, Makara, Charlie Girl, and Shanti. That was nice to know that they're all doing fine.
Not The Mama said he was proud of me & Chloe for being "goood grrrrrls" while Kathleen visited. I made up for it this morning by tearing around the place, while Not The Mama was getting ready to go to work, racing around like a "holy terror!"

On Sunday afternoon, Lee and Not The Mama were measuring stuff in the Game Room. They wouldn't let us play with the tape measure --- no fair! So, Chloe and I curled up on the bed for a nap. Wouldn't you know it, no sooner had we settled in, then there was Not The Mama with that durn camera! He tried to get the flash out of our eyes in this picture, but I don't think he did a very good job! He says, "Maybe someone will get me PhotoShop software for Christmas."
Whatever that means...

Me, I'm too busy being fascinated by the ceiling fan over the bed.... it's soooooooo spinnny.....

Hello!
This morning, I almost tripped Not The Mama as he came down the stairs. Doesn't he know that I always have to be FIRST when it comes to racing down the stairs, or racing up the stairs???

He told me, "Kathleen is coming over tonight for a visit, so you'd better get your she-nanni-grins outta your system this afternoon. I want you on your best bee-haver tonight."

Whatever. I'll win her over with my cute she-nanni-grins, I'm sure!

The picture above is of my last day at Kathleen's house. This was the day that Not The Mama took me and Chloe to live with him and Lee and Auntie Spooker.
Auntie Spooker still doesn't like me & Chloe -- she still hisssses at us.
Why can't we win her over with our she-nanni-grins???
~ Daphne

Hello,
Not The Mama would like for me to tell you that one of the unforseen things that happened with the switch to Beta was that my blog was assimilated into his dashboard.
We're not quite sure how this happened. So, for now, I have to write through him.
My paws aren't exactly adapted for the qwert keyboard anyway. It usually comes across as l;kjjjjjjjjjjjjlkukrl]]]]]]]]]]]]]] when I try to type. Last night, my sister Chloe really messssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssed up a word that Not The Mama was trying to type! You should have heard what came out of his mouth!
I blushed for him.
And nothing really makes me blush, I'm so bold.
So, above we have one of the first pictures that Not The Mama ever took of me.
That's my mom, Mari, with Galahad, Chloe, and Me having dinner.
There were six of us kids. Five girls and Sir Galahad.
Mom and my four other siblings still live with Not The Mama's friend, Kathleen. She's the one who took in mom last winter.
We ♥ Kathleen.
Well, it's a rainy day here in Michigan. I think I'll go snuggle up with Chloe in Not The Mama's chair. He left his fuzzy lap blanket there for us today.
Meow ~ Daphne