Dere are some thingies dat makes our mommaz reely, reely, reely hissing, spitting and mad...ta da point where she wantz ta bring out her clawz and use 'em like the dickens (what are dickens?).
Yesterday momma waz doing a little blog-surfin,' as she likes ta callz it, and she saw some picky-tures of little kittiez so she went ta see thinkin' dat it was a rescue dat needed help or somethin' likez dat.
Den, as our momma was readin' we saw da hairz go up on da back of her neck and da nails at da endz of her fingers get all pointy and sparklie and momma made some awful noises right from her froat dat didn't sound nice.
We looked over at da 'puter screen and den we knew why our momma was so, so upset. She was readin' a bloggy from a lady who waz tallkin' 'bout da fact dat she had sickie furry babies an' wanted 'beans ta feel sorry fur her. You would thinkie dat our momma would feel sorry, but nope, she was fumin', hissing and spitting mad. You see, dat lady had let her two housecatz outside and dey had little kittens and den she let one of her dogz outside and he got hit by a truck and den da other doggie she had gotz da heart-worm! So, da picky-ture of all da kittenz were cuz da lady didn't know if she could find homez fur dem all and wanted sympathy.
Now, our momma isn't stupid. She knowz dat dere are 'beans out in da world who are 'sponsible 'beans who showz dere doggies and kittiez in da showz and letz dem hab babiez ta makez more babiez of da breed and dat dey find good homez fur dose babies. But momma gets reely hissing when peoplez letz dere regular, sweet fur babiez hab babiez when da shelterz are already full of babiez dat need homez.
Momma was so hissy cuz all of dat sadness in da animals could have been purr-vented wif spay and neuter fur da kittiez and heart-worm pills fur da doggies and not lettin' da other doggie run in da road. And to make momma even more hissy, the doggie wif da broken leg didn't go ta da dog-tor fur two days...not until his leg waz all swollen and painful. What is wif dat lady?
Our momma sayz dat if you don't want ta take care of youz babies, don't getz no babies...babies of all kinds. And den, momma neerly fell off her kitchen chair, wif us on her lappie, when she saw dat other 'beans were tellin' da bloggy lady how sorry dey were for her cuz she was spendin' all her green paperz on her furry babiez. One 'bean ebben gave dat cat lady an 'ward ta make her feel betterz. Momma was fur-ious.
We just had ta write to tell youz 'bout all a' diz cuz our momma iz still hissing 'bout how unthinkin' some 'beans are 'bout da sufferin' of da life 'round dem. We think dat maybe if our momma seez dat we care maybe she will calm down and feel better...an' let uz back on her lappie.
We iz sendin' good cuddle thoughtz out ta all da doggiez and kittiez dat live with 'beans who don't tink dat dere furry babiez haz feelin's, too, an' dat dere is sumpin' magical 'bout a litter of babiez wif no lovin' homez.