Post 1439: an early greeting…!

Today’s not the big day for my Canadian friends, but I need to celebrate a day earlier because I have a personal celebration for tomorrow!

That said, July 1st, tomorrow, is Canada Day for my Canadian friends! I hope they have a safe, great celebration of the founding of their much beloved and respected country. There is a reason Americans abroad wear Canadian flag patches…! Ha!

The history of the Canadian flag is very interesting. Most people reading this may not realize it only became the official flag of Canada in 1965. But you can read about it all here:

HAPPY CANADA DAY, Canadian friends~

[…yeah, I know it’s almost here, but not today…don’t come back tomorrow for Canadian-themed greetings because this is “it”…no, I won’t give you a beer, now go away…(well, maybe tomorrow, but it’ll be American domestic!)…yeah, I know it’s tomorrow, dang it…SHOO, you Canadian pest!]



Andy doesn’t understand why he and his brother Dougy aren’t the “big thing” today!

(I tried to sing “O! Canada!” but quickly realized I don’t know the words!)

Post 451: Happy Canada Day…and Happy Birthday Andy and Dougy!

Let’s get this straight: Canada came into being before my cats, so, technically, it’s Canada’s “birthday” first. Happy Canada Day to my Canadian friends! Pop a few, though, in celebration of the other significant July 1st event, my Persian cats Andy and Dougy’s third birthday!

My Seattle sister sent this greetings, which, I hope doesn’t self-destruct after a time:

There aren’t any wild plans for the boys’ birthday — they’re cats for goodness sake! — but I will try to be extra nice to them, to overlook Dougy’s bad habit of scratching on furniture when there’s a scratching post one cat length away, and to remember Andy’s sometimes moodiness hides a sweet kitty heart.

Happy Birthday, Andy and Dougy! You captured my heart when you were kittens and are a continued joy every day! This is your day! (In “people years”, Andy and Dougy now are the equivalent of 28 years old.)

The birthday boys!

The birthday boys!

Happy Canada Day!

Though today is the second birthday of my two cats, Andy and Dougy, it also is Canada Day, July 1st, something millions to the north celebrate today. Happy Canada Day to all my Canadian friends and to those Americans who wear a Maple Leaf flag patch on their rucksacks when they travel abroad! This is your day to get wild and crazy!

Lyrics O Canada (English version)

O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.

With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!

From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.


Lyrics O Canada (French version)

« O Canada! Terre de nos aïeux,
Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux!

Car ton bras sait porter l’épée,
Il sait porter la croix!

Ton histoire est une épopée
Des plus brillants exploits.

Et ta valeur, de foi trempée,
Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.
Protégera nos foyers et nos droits. »

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Few national anthems are as sweet and beautiful as the Canadian National Anthem. I tear up when I hear it, and I’m an American! There is an informative website called Canadian Heritage where you can read more about “O Canada” and other matters Canadian. It’s worth bookmarking.

O Canada! Would you like two cats?

Face it. There are times cats just aren’t fun. Like when Andy and Dougy were babies and had diarrhea from an intestinal amoebic parasite. First they’d poop outside the litter box. (Little kitten legs couldn’t carry them there fast enough – I forgave them that!) Then I’d have to give them “poop baths”, as I called them, to put a joke on top of a crappy situation. Ever bathe a cat!? Two cats!? More than once or twice or three times a week!? I shudder to recall it!

Or, they aren’t much fun when you have to catch not one, but two cats to take them anywhere. They learn from each other’s mistakes, so you can’t let one see how you trapped the other or you will be late for your veterinarian or groomer appointment. Oh yes! Even if one don’t see you catch the other, there is an art to cat trapping. Maybe I’ll write about that some day. I’ve a fair amount of experience.

Or, you pick one cat up and he’s happy for five seconds of loving before he wants down again, so you pick up the other and find out he’s not only not in the mood for five seconds of loving, he’s having a hissy because you interrupted something he really, really wanted to do instead. You know, like nothing! Claws time.

Then there’s the fun side of cats, the “most of the time” side, where they purr when they see you. Or bump a tiny nose to your extended finger in a cat greeting. Or when you blinky-eye them your love, and they blinky-eye you back, forgiving you all those baths and other intrusions in their otherwise perfect existence.

Or waking up in the middle of the night because one of your cats is kneading bread all over your body in a little love fest of kitty massage. Oooh! It feels good, though I make sure all skin is covered because kneaded bare skin is not fun. My boys have their claws!

Or there’s cat play, a manifestation of pure joy we all should emulate before we turn into cranky old coots.

But enough of this! Tomorrow, Andy and Dougy will be the Big 2. Coincidentally, our great next door neighbor to the north, Canada, will be the Big 146! I’m a day early – I’m too excited! – but Happy Birthday, Andy, Dougy, and Canada! You all are the cat’s meow, purrfect, pussycats, and the cat’s pajamas! You all make me feel warm and fuzzy!