Things to do on a Rainy Day - Diva Style

Darlings do you have your brolly?

Breakfast @ 'TIFFANY.S !

All my world IS THE STAGE!

                                                             Hello My Darlings:
                                          Home massage is coming to ME today.
                                                             'Service with a Smile'
                                                    Purrhaps a delicious treat or two! Woo Hoo.

Love and Light !

The Diva Meets Another At the Spa

Hello my darlings! Welcome!  We are going to the Spa ... Woo Hoo!

I slept with my ‘SPA' certificate under my pillow all night! Can you believe it? Just when I thought I'd bug my human companion by getting up extra early - she beat me too it (sigh). I was being obstreperous.  I performed whirling dervish impressions just to annoy her. I slipped for a moment into daydream until the clang clang of the cat carrier brought me back into reality. My chariot and driver had arrived awaiting my orders!

I wriggled inside my cat carrier as we neared the entrance way to the spa. The air coming through the window of the car smelled fishy. We must be near the lake, I thought. Peering through my window I could see the grand drive way. Sparkling white French doors welcomed us. 

Delicate wafts of pomegranate drifted in the air; my whiskers and nose caught this like a bee to honey. Several pretty bottles on the counter ...

I thought ah would this be for me? I began to bob around, shifting my weight from side to side. 

My human commanded, "steady on girl! You almost made me drop you!...,settle, settle…" I smirked.  I thought, ha ha, sometimes my enthusiasm gets the better of me.

Just then, a woman dressed in a smart white uniform, (smiling sweetly), escorted me to my very own room. 

It was crisp and clean. A white towel with pretty green stripes was neatly folded on the table.  Other objects resembled gifts: a lovely salt lamp, minerals and other fun items; I was getting very excited.

I wasn’t quite sure about the toothbrush...


The technician began the treatment:

Teeth cleaning: Well, what can I say? It wasn't what I expected ... It was just like being at the Vet's. For a moment, my memory took me to a distant place: the vet tech (their eyes looking at the ceiling and shaking their head): "Miss Diva, this won't hurt ... why is she so difficult? ... Thank goodness, our patients are not all like this."


Segue to the present reality: my face felt like silly putty -- even the director at the theatre gives me some leeway. My paws were picked up one  at a time. I will not splay my nails for cutting ... Hey! Hey! This is annoying! My gut grumbled and rumbled from the from the pit of my stomach. I will display my physical self -- to scare them. Rise up like a puffer fish! ZONK! What if I left them a "bank deposit" from the Diva bank? ... Oh, it wasn't that kind of rumble ... My ears flattened. My head resembled a bristle board. I glared at the pleb. I AM THE DIVA ... WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT!

Massage: My human companion touched me affectionately and gave me a little massage. She told me to be good. The human tech better warm hands – I don’t want to jump out of my skin! (Rolling eyes toward ceiling -paws pointing out in defiance)!


Ears: Everyone knows how sensitive Divas can be. Humans just don't get it, do they? I splayed by ears, wriggled and carried on to show them who is boss!


Pedicure:  Someone forgot to tell them that I'm very ticklish - especially my PAWS!

Excuse me, did you ask MY PERMISSION?

Wait ... I feel a HISS coming on

Where's my MOMMA -- I am NOT AMUSED!

Treats and other delights:  The towel shrouded me in soft petals, melting me into a dreamy state.  An aroma caught my attention, lifting me out of my slumber, sniff, sniff (my blood-hound nose detected turkey or chicken).  

I gobbled it down with as much force as a wind tunnel vacuum cleaner. This is too good to share ...

My eyes averted to the door that was slightly ajar. A statuesque woman sashayed by, dressed in a Grecian bath robe and wearing a towel on her head. The thought passed …I wonder who this woman is ... she looks posh...Is she a diva too? ... How can I get a pair of those neo-classic shades?

I drifted off again relaxing into my experience once more with dreams of filet mignon in Paris overlooking the Seine, feeding on a delicious view of a couple kissing.  

Au revoir, my darlings!    

The Diva Files

Hello, welcome to 'The Diva Files'. I have asked the assistance of my human companion with the task of writing; I haven't quite mastered holding the pen in my paws as yet.  Don't laugh you should try it :~)

Well, now about me.  I am a cute girl, who is 7 years old.  Like most young cats, I'm very active and interested in many things -- you might be too?

I love fine dining, and writing stories about my human friends. (paw pointing to nose - shush --) chicken and dare we say it 'f i s h'.  I'm also a bit of a Diva - in a nice way of course aren't most kitties?
I also live with a special friend of mine, Cat Teddy she has been featured and has a very special friend, do have a look won't you.:~)
http://toulouseletrek.com/

I sure would love to share stories with you..as I have a lot to say.  Do write back and feel free to comment.

Yawn, stretch, it's time for my dinner, have you had yours yet?  I'm dancing around in circles trying to get my parents attention (mewow, mewow...what else can I do to get her attention - tisk, tisk, a Diva needs to be fed!!  Then we can curl up later and watch a movie....oh it's sure is a 'cat's life'...

Talk to you soon......Miss Jenni (the Diva, of course!),
{purring, she points her right paw in front of the monitor waving to her fans as she exits stage left}