Friday, June 14, 2024

Unboxing May's CatLadyBox

The theme of May's CatLadyBox was Cat Mom's what was inside!

Featured Cat Lady Artist:
Jamie Shelman, The Dancing Cat

Cat Mom Shirt:
Cat mom, always and forever! Love the mint green color.

Cats Sign:
I have wooden black cat silhouettes in various poses over many doorways in my house so this is a wonderful addition to my collection. I have it perched over my kitchen door.

Cat Craze Dish Towel:
This is hanging in the bathroom as a decorative towel for now :) 

I Love My Cat Magnet:
This magnet is outdoor safe to use on the car, but it's on my fridge with loads of other cat magnets.

Happy Hedgie & Meowy Side Up Catnip Toys:
Both of these toys are SO adorable. We posted pictures of Mudpie checking them out on Wednesday. Lots of bloopers to come too!

Cats love hanging out in their CatLadyBox (Mudpie sure does!) and this scratch pad fits inside purrfectly. Brilliant idea!

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Wednesday, June 12, 2024

Checking Out My CatLadyBox Loot


Mine. All Mine!

Hello Mr. Hedgehog...

This catnip egg was delish.

It made Mommy's t-shirt smell wonderful too!

I might've inhaled. Getting very sleepy...

Face plant! Mudpie, over and out...

Sunday, June 9, 2024

Turn the Sun Back On #SundaySelfie

Meows from Mudpie!

I was enjoying a sunbath in the back door and all of a sudden it started raining! You can see how displeased I was.


 We're joining our friends at The Cat On My Head for the Sunday Selfies blog hop! 

Saturday, June 8, 2024

Caturday Art

Visit more artsy kitties at Athena's Caturday Art blog hop!

And now our weekly answers (all answered by Mommy this week) for the Friendly Fill-Ins challenge, hosted by 15andmeowing and Four-Legged Furballs!

1. If I were a cat, I would hiss at everyone. In so many situations I have to force myself to be pleasant, whereas if I were a cat I could be my true self! 

2. The Country Christmas Loft is a hidden gem in my part of the country. Just a few miles down the road from me, it's a 14 room Christmas shop wrapped around a replica New England village. (This is a photo I took the last time I was there.)

3. Dad's rehab facility went downhill after dogs were banned. Remember Rosebud from dad's original stay at rehab? When he went back last week there was a "No Dogs Allowed" sign on the front door. Apparently Rosebud growled at another dog when the elevator doors opened and she and her owner were escorted out the building. Her owner is filing a complaint over how condescending, unnecessary, and unprofessional the whole situation was, and I support her 100%! It was purely a discriminatory overreaction by staff because Rosebud is a pittie. So now no dogs are allowed in the building.

4. Cat shirts and jeans are the most worn item in my wardrobe.

Friday, June 7, 2024

Feline Friday Flashback: A Decade of Donuts

Meows from Mudpie!

This afternoon before Mommy visits Grandpa at rehab she'll be stopping at Dunkin' Donuts for her freebie just as she's always done on National Donut Day.

Mommy's favorite memory of this day came 10 years ago when Angel Truffles was quite perturbed to sneak a peek inside the bag to find that not even a taste of custard had been left for her from the Boston cream donut.

Her look said it all...Shame on you, Mommy.

Now that I think about it...I've never been offered a taste of custard (or donut) either! I might not like it, but how will I know for sure if I'm never asked? Does it come in squeezie flavor???

Feline Friday is simple to join. All you have to do is:

Post a picture, drawing, cartoon or video of a cat (They may be silly or cute).

Wednesday, June 5, 2024

Book Review: The Little Book Of Extraordinary Cats by Anita Kelsey

Discover the captivating world of fabulous felines in The Little Book Of Extraordinary Cats. Join Anita Kelsey on a journey through fifteen remarkable tales celebrating the courage, resilience, and affection of our beloved feline companions, from pioneering space traveller Félicette to therapy cat London Meow. Whether you’re a cat lover or seeking heart-warming stories of human-animal connections, this book is a must-read.

This sweet little book is a must read for any and all cat lovers. The cover alone is as adorable as can be, and the stories inside are just as delightful. Some are humorous, others are heartbreaking, but each one shows how truly extraordinary our feline friends are.

Some kitties in the book have social media pages that I went on to follow. Others I was familiar with, such as Scarlett who saved her kittens from a fire (I actually remember this very well from when it happened), and Felicette who was sent to space. The tragic fate of some cats in the book serve as an important reminder of why they need to be kept inside. I enjoyed reading the Honorable Mentions at the end of each chapter too.

If you adore cats this book needs a spot on your bookshelf!

Saturday, June 1, 2024

Caturday Art

Visit more artsy kitties at Athena's Caturday Art blog hop!

And now our weekly answers (all answered by Mommy this week) for the Friendly Fill-Ins challenge, hosted by 15andmeowing and Four-Legged Furballs!

1. I feel scared and overwhelmed when I think of the future. Both for the world and personally.

2. Being an excellent cat mom is my greatest achievement.

3. I haven’t had much luck with anything lately.

4. Afternoon and evening is the time of day when I feel the most productive.

Friday, May 31, 2024

That's Not My Dinner #PetPhotoFails

Meows from Mudpie!

Thank you for joining us for this month's edition of the Pet Photo Fails blog hop! This entire month has felt like a great big blooper, and it's not over yet. My Grandpa was home for only 6 days when he took another tumble on Wednesday, hurt himself again, and will be headed back to rehab today for a refresher course. 

Mommy is absolutely at her wit's end. I don't know how much more of this either of them can take. 

In the midst of all this chaos Mommy has been trying to track down some of the new Garfield movie collectibles. She even treated herself to an Olive Garden meal in order to get a plastic cup. That's the setting for today's blooper. I had been checking out the cup when Mommy snapped the picture. She wasn't fast enough and just caught me walking away. Can you even see my back legs? I guess I wasn't impressed.

That's my blooper. Let's see yours!

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Wednesday, May 29, 2024

Mommy is a Perv

Meows from Mudpie!

I wonder if our feral friend Mo realizes Mommy watches and records him as he sunbathes and just plain bathes in our driveway? She can be such a perv.

Okay, I was kinda watching too...


Sunday, May 26, 2024

Memorial Day 2024

And now our weekly answers for the Friendly Fill-Ins challenge, hosted by 15andmeowing and Four-Legged Furballs!

1. My plans for the long weekend include planting my garden.

2. Dad is the messiest person I know. Especially when there's food involved.

3. I can't thank Burlington Health & Rehab enough for getting dad back on his feet.

4. I don't understand why so many people aren't content staying home. I feel like I could easily become a recluse and I'm not sorry!

Saturday, May 25, 2024

Ghost Cat at the Mystery Hotel by Mollie Hunt - Blog Tour with Character Guest Post and Giveaway


The game is murder at the Mystery Beach Hotel.

When Camelia Collins meets her old college friend Anne Pine for a murder mystery weekend at the coast, death becomes more than a game. 

Accompanied by her ghost cat companion Soji, Camelia begins to discover clues that have nothing to do with the role-playing storyline. A lurking stranger spies on Camelia from the house next door. A vengeful spirit haunts the hotel. A winter storm rages outside, threatening the old building, while a murderer roams the halls, threatening those within. 

Will Camelia's keen senses and Soji's feline wiles be enough to catch the killer before they kill again?

Character Guest Post - Bruce, Ghost Cat of the Mystery Beach Hotel 

I don’t know what I can tell you. I’m a cat; I don’t dwell in the past. I was alive, then I was dead; then I was back again, but different. They tell me that now I am a ghost. 

For many seasons, I was a hotel cat who lived in comfort with three squares and snacks each day. I had my pick of numerous chairs, sofas, and beds in the grand old building. Since the place included a big room called a lobby, another where the humans ate that always smelled of dinner, and many, many sleeping areas, I had quite a choice. 

Most of the humans came and went so I never got to know them well, but I was a gregarious cat and made friends easily. As long as they had a good scent, I gave them a chance. Anyone who “smelled” bad to me, I avoided like the vacuum cleaner. 

Then there were the humans who were there all the time, females of an older age, all pleasant and indulgent of my many whims. The one called Isla seemed to be in charge, seeing to her subserviates like a mama cat. Another rolled around in a chair of her own, and sometimes I would sit on her lap and roll with her—that was fun! Still another, my closest ally, was quiet and kept to herself, especially when there were other humans about. That was when I would hunker down in the bed on her office desk. Someone else occupies that bed now that I am a ghost, a substantial orange boy named Winston, but it’s fine with me, since in my spirit form, I can go where I please and no walls can hold me. 

Every so often, the place fills up with humans who put on fancy clothing and hang out together telling scary stories. Isla tells most of the stories, guiding the others to participate. It’s called a Murder Mystery Weekend. They pretend someone is killed and then do their best to figure out who did it. It’s a silly game from a feline point of view. Why any sentient being would kill another dead is beyond my comprehension. Granted, cats fight each other over such things as territory or mating rights, but kill? Why? What would it accomplish? Ridiculous and cruel if you ask me, which you didn’t. Still, the humans seem to enjoy the game, because they keep playing it over and over, switching it up with different plots and themes. 

But then something weird happened—two somethings, actually. The weekend started out the same as always, with the arrival of the houseguests. A housewife, a couple of old females, a mother and her kit—I mean son, a family, etc. No one really stood out until this one lady arrived—Camelia she was called. She seemed to be in her seventh decade and possibly her third or fourth life. She had come to reunite with her friend who was about the same age, though that one seemed to have used up more of her lives than the other. That was all well and good. Winston took a liking to her. Winston is a tabby of discerning character, so I didn’t give her another thought. 

Then I had the surprising realization that the Camelia person was not alone. I’m not talking about her human friend either. Camelia had been accompanied by a spirit, another ghost cat like me! 

All cats become spirits once they conclude their final life, and after bidding farewell to their families, most continue across the Rainbow Bridge to await their reunion with those they hold dear. Some, however, linger on this earthly plateau even though our humans can no longer see us. I am one of those. I love this place, this hotel with its vast rooms and scrumptious smells. The cozy fire that burns in the winter and the fresh ocean breeze through the windows when the weather warms—I’m not ready to leave, so I remain. 

Then, out of the blue, there was another. Her name was Soji, and she was the seventh black kitten of a seventh black kitten. She told me that was why her Camelia could see and hear her. Suddenly I wondered if Camelia would be able to sense me as well. 

Turns out she could, much to her shock and surprise. But she was nice about it, accepting me as one of her own. 

Soji and her sighted cohabitor were surprise number one. Number two was the murder of one of the guests. Unlike the fake killings that are part of the events, this was a real murder with blood and death and everything. It created quite a stir among the humans and seemed totally unexpected. Still, what did they think would happen when they played at murder with unabashed glee? 

Things fell to pieces after that. Though I wasn’t concerned—I hadn’t cared for the victim and felt no pain at their demise—Soji was afraid for her Camelia. She enlisted my help to watch over her, and I did my best between naps and prowling. Then another thing occurred to set the hotel guests aflutter. It was the manifestation of a third ghost, except this one wasn’t a cat. This one was human. 

It wasn’t news to me that the old hotel was haunted by a human ghost. Of course I knew, as did Winston. Soji sensed it from the moment she slipped across the threshold. Spirits sense spirits. That’s just how it is. Humans, on the other hand, spend lifetimes trying to convince themselves that nothing exists beyond what they can perceive with their own limited senses. There are a few rare exceptions. Soji’s Camelia was one. 

So, living cats, ghost cats, ghost humans, and a dead body. The story continues, but to say more would ruin it for those who like to start at the start. Thankfully my author wrote it all down. Read the book to find out what happens next.

About Mollie Hunt:

Cat Writer Mollie Hunt is the award-winning author of two cozy series, the Crazy Cat Lady Mysteries and the Tenth Life Mysteries. Her Cat Seasons Sci-Fantasy Tetralogy features extraordinary cats saving the world. Mollie also released a cat-themed COVID memoir. In her spare time, she pens a bit of cat poetry as well.

Mollie is a member of the Oregon Writers’ Colony, Sisters in Crime, the Cat Writers’ Association, Willamette Writers, and Northwest Independent Writers Association (NIWA). She lives in Portland, Oregon with her husband and a varying number of cats.

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Wednesday, May 22, 2024

Mostly Wordless Wednesday: The Leg Dangle

Meows from Mudpie!

Whenever Mommy holds the door open for me, she always cracks up at how I dangle my leg(s) out the door, just like someone dipping their toes into the water at the pool...

Ahhh, that sun feels sooooo good!!! 

Monday, May 20, 2024

Purrfectly Framed: A Mobile Cat Groomer Mystery by Ruth J. Hartman - Spotlight & Giveaway


When mobile cat groomer Molly Stewart asks her friend Evan to photograph her new feline clients, they both get more than they bargained for when the body of Evan’s old art teacher is found bludgeoned to death in his photography studio darkroom. After one of Evan’s photos catches suspicious activity in the background, Molly is ready to call the authorities with the newest piece of information. However, an anonymous phone call, which threatens not only her but Evan and their pets, convinces Molly to clam up and find the murderer herself. Will the tenuous situation end up being picture-perfect or a photo bomb?

About the Author:

Ruth J. Hartman spends her days herding cats and her nights spinning mysterious tales. She, her husband, and their cats love to spend time curled up in their recliners watching old Cary Grant movies. Well, the cats sit in the people’s recliners. Not that the cats couldn’t get their own furniture. They just choose to shed on someone else’s.

Ruth, a left-handed, cat-herding, farmhouse-dwelling writer uses her sense of humor as she writes tales of lovable, klutzy women who seem to find trouble without even trying.

Ruth’s husband and best friend, Garry, reads her manuscripts, rolls his eyes at her weird story ideas, and loves her despite her insistence all of her books have at least one cat in them. See updates about her cozy mysteries at

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Sunday, May 19, 2024

Rosebud the Mommy Stealer Guest Sunday Selfie

Meows from Mudpie!

Good news! My grandpa will be coming home from rehab on Thursday! (Now could someone kindly remind him that cats belong on the floor, not grandpas, so we don't have to go through this again?)

Today I'm reluctantly sharing a guest selfie. This is Rosebud. She belongs to the daughter of another rehab patient, and she gets to visit her grandpa there every day! 

Needless to say, everyone at the rehab facility has fallen in love with Rosebud, most notably, Mommy, and the feeling is mutual! Rosebud adores Mommy, and even flops down in front of her for - gasp - tummy rubs!!!

Yep, there's a serious love affair going on behind my back and Mommy is giving tummy rubs to a DOG!!! 

I guess she is kinda cute, and Mommy says she's as sweet as can be. She's a brindle pittie mix, so her coloring is very similar to my tortie colors. 

Mommy and Rosebud sure are going to miss each other when grandpa comes home, but Mommy belongs to ME!!! 

 We're joining our friends at The Cat On My Head for the Sunday Selfies blog hop! 

Saturday, May 18, 2024

The Purrtiest Flower #CaturdayArt

Visit more artsy kitties at Athena's Caturday Art blog hop!

And now our weekly answers (all answered by Mommy this week) for the Friendly Fill-Ins challenge, hosted by 15andmeowing and Four-Legged Furballs!

1. Back in the day, we didn't have the Internet. How did we live?!?!?!

2. A meerkat is an unconventional pet I would like to have.

3. Though owning my own pet sitting business is my dream job, I'd also settle for working as a pet sitter for someone else.

4. I'd like to get ???'s autograph. I honestly can't think of any modern-day celebrity that I care enough about to want an autograph. And everyone I admire from the past is already dead.

Monday, May 13, 2024

Monday Mischief: The Tortie Tirade

Meows from Mudpie!

It's no secret that I demand to be an only child because I loathe other cats. After all, even at the shelter I had to be sequestered in an office because I didn't get along with the other residents! 

The other day Mommy was holding the door open for me to get some smells, when up the driveway comes one of our neighbor kitties. (Not Mo, I actually don't mind him, which gives Mommy some hope.) Anyways, I've told this neighbor kitty exactly what I think of him before, so Mommy was prepared for what was to come. While holding the door tight (just in case) she whipped out her phone and started recording.

(If you have any kittens around, you may want to cover their sensitive ears. I don't want to be blamed for being a bad influence on the next generation.)

Yep, all of that hissing and foul language is coming from yours truly. The neighbor kitty didn't make a peep! He just stared at me like I had a problem. I did...him on my property! 

Mommy went into the kitchen to play back the video, and the sound startled even me! Laughing, she informed me that it was me on the video. I just don't know where I learned such language! I appear to be the sweetest, most innocent tortie in the world...fooled ya!

MOL...Mommy wishes I would tell off the people who come to our door the same way! 

Saturday, May 11, 2024

Mother's Day #CaturdayArt #SundaySelfie

Meows from Mudpie!

Since I'd like to have a little extra quality time with Mommy for Mother's Day, I asked her if we could do just one blog post this weekend, combining our Caturday Art project with my Mother's Day message/Sunday Selfie

Happy Mother's Day to all the pawsome cat moms out there!!!

And now our weekly answers for the Friendly Fill-Ins challenge, hosted by 15andmeowing and Four-Legged Furballs!

1. Life is too short to tolerate others trying to dictate how you live.

2. People who dedicate their lives to rescuing animals give me hope.

3. I've been feeling overwhelmed because LIFE.

4. I'm well aware that my year round Christmas blog header is a bit odd. I have a general header, as well as a Halloween header, but a few years ago when Blogger made some changes I heard people saying they were having trouble getting their headers to show up as the proper size, so I've been scared to change it.

Thursday, May 9, 2024

An Escape Goat by Janna Rollins - Blog Tour with Character Guest Post and Giveaway

After finding long-lost family through a DNA test, Callie heads to Bobwhite Hollow, New Hampshire, to meet a great-uncle she never knew existed. Charmed by the village and more than half in love with her new family, she decides to stay and open a goat yoga studio and retreat space.

When retreat guest Angilene Claudson turns up dead with a wine glass shattered at her side and Callie’s favorite goat lapping up the spill, the death is written off as an accidental overdose. But when the goat gets sick, Callie’s gut tells her it wasn’t an accident at all. With her new business on the line and a possible murderer staying in the guesthouse, Callie sets to work to uncover the truth and keep her family safe.

Character Guest Post by Bugsy the Goat:

Hello Melissa and Mudpie! Thanks so much for having me here today. My name is Bugsy and I live on Haybeck Farm a few miles outside of Bobwhite Hollow, New Hampshire. While I’m a goat, there are a few orange marmalade cats who live here on the farm. I love it when one of the barn cats curls up next to me while I’m taking a nap. That rumbling they make is super peaceful.

My favorite human is Callie Haybeck. She came to the farm where I was born to buy some does and kids for her goat yoga business, The Zen Goat, but fell in love with me, (how could she not!), and brought me home with her. I’m so grateful because I’d heard the farmer talking and it sounded like my days were numbered. Callie rescued me from turning into goat roast!

Most days now, I don’t have to worry about anything. I spend a lot of time munching on clover in the field with my friends, but when Callie comes to get the kids for yoga, I can’t help but be a little jealous. They get to play with all those people, running and jumping on their backs and being held in their laps. Callie says I’m too big. That I would hurt people, but I really want to try so sometimes I yell really loud while she’s teaching yoga so she’ll remember I’m here and maybe come and get me to play. So far, it hasn’t worked.

Callie calls me her escape goat, because if I want to be somewhere other than in the field, I just go. I haven’t met a fence yet that I can’t jump over. Callie shouldn’t worry so much. I never go far. Usually, I’m just trying to find her. It’s a good thing, because recently I sensed she was in danger and went to help her out. When I found that blonde lady sleeping behind the haystack, I stopped to take a drink of the sour grape juice left in her glass. How was I supposed to know it would make me so sleepy? Callie was super upset, but I’m kind of glad it happened. Without me falling into that deep sleep, who knows when she would have met that nice veterinarian?

Even after I woke up, things were really tense for awhile. Hopefully next time, Callie will think twice before she invites a murderer to stay in the guest cottage here at Haybeck Farm.

Well, I’d better run. I don’t want to take up too much of your time, and I’ve got some grazing to do. There’s a whole lot more to the story about the lady behind the haystack, and, not to brag, but I played a very important part in bringing the killer down. You can read all about it in An Escape Goat by Janna Rollins.

About the Author: 

When Janna Rollins isn’t writing, she likes to thumb through New England-based magazines and drool over the pictures. She has a love for red barns, goats, and genealogy. Janna can be found showing her socially awkward side on Facebook or sharing pictures of her tiny one-acre farm on Instagram. She is a member of Sister In Crime, and also writes the Hometown Hardware Mystery series as Paula Charles. Janna lives in Southwestern Washington with her husband and a whole menagerie of furry and feathered critters.

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