Be Careful What You Wish For

I would really appreciate It If you wouldn't take ALL the ornaments off the tree and leave them all over the floor. I mean I bought you so many toys to play with and you hardly touched them. Also Can you please not flip over all the boxes of pizzas and leave the pieces all over the kitchen floor half eaten, and tear holes In the bag of treats and eat them all.

Thank you!
I love you snuggle button
  Mommy <3

Greetings!
This is a reminder that the next Norwescon 33 Convention Committee Monthly Planning Meeting will be held:

DATE: Saturday, January 9, 2009
TIME:
Executive Team Meeting: 11:00 a.m. - 12:30 p.m.
General ConCom Meeting: 1:30 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.
Post Meeting Social: 5:00 p.m. - 9:00 p.m.
PLACE:
Doubletree Hotel Seattle Airport
18740 Pacific Highway South
SeaTac, WA 98188
206-246-8600

(NOTE there is a discounted charge of $8.00 for parking.)
For directions and a map, please see
http://doubletree1.hilton.com/en_US/dt/hotel/CTAC-DT-Doubletree-Hotel-Seattle-Airport-Washington/index.do

FUTURE CONCOM MEETINGS:
February Saturday, February 20, 2010
March Saturday, March 20, 2010 (PLEASE NOTE: this is a REVISED meeting date)
Stuffing Party Sunday, March 28, 2010
Convention Thursday, April 1 through Sunday, April 4, 2010
Post-Con Meeting Saturday, May 08, 2010
Volunteer Picnic Summer 2010

Varying versions of this announcement are being posted to:
Norwescon general Google Group
Norwescon ConCom Google Group
Norwescon Announcement Google Group
NWSFS Google Group
nwconleague Yahoo mailing list
Norwescon 33 Org Chart Contacts
Norwescon LiveJournal
Norwescon Forums

We apologize if you receive multiple copies.

Shannon Hillinger
Assistant Secretary, Norwescon 33
info@norwescon.org

We have gotten to know it each other quite well, through the visits you have made to our kitty food outside. In fact, you are the reason I started that. Well, today, you got into the house. Fun. We couldn't find you, so we thought you got back out, you didn't. We were able to get you into a carrier, which you were very good for. I know living in our bathroom for a short time is not ideal, but unfortunately, we already have 3 cats, so you can't roam around :( You seem so starved for attention, I dearly want to pet you, but I can't, you have lived outside for too long, and I can't put my own kitties at risk. But, tomorrow, we are going to get you to a no-kill shelter, you are VERY adoptable, and you will find a good home. Unfortunately, it just can't be ours.

I am sorry!

xoxo,
ashley

 RootBeer,

Please. I love you. STOP GOING OUTSIDE IN THE FREAKING MIDDLE OF WINTER AND RUNNING BACK IN! ...It is cold. You should have realized this after the first 3 or 4 times you went outside. The current temperature is 12 F. That is cold. You won't like it. I know you won't. Neither will I when I realize you've gotten out again because of your amazing paw ability to open doors, which isn't natural by the way, and I have to go and bring you inside again when you realize its cold but can't open the door to get back in so you are their crying.
XOXO

Lolo

Dear Morgan,

Ever since I adopted you in 2005, you've been a wonderful feline. You've been well behaved, never caused trouble, friendly with everyone, and kept me sane as I lived in this apartment building that I hate for the past five years. I thank you for being there for me.

Now that you're 10 years old, I'm starting to worry about you and your obsession with scratching your neck, belly, under arms, and face. Mostly the neck and face though. I've taken you to the vet countless times to help you, but you never gave yourself a chance to heal and you wouldn't let me use the otomax on your skin. Little did I realize that I had a mold problem. If that was the cause of your allergies, I'm deeply sorry. I've been cleaning the apartment heavily for you and soon I'll have the carpets cleaned and purchase a new rug for the bathroom. I hope that will help your skin heal then. Now that i know the cause, I don't have to be so frustrated anymore. I understand. I hope you'll feel better soon.

Love,
Mommy.

Dear Cashmere,

I'm still not sure if we're keeping that name. You are an adorable cat, and you have seemed a lot more calm than I would expect a kitty just brought home from the shelter (we brought her home yesterday). There was nothing mentioned about you having any issues that would make you not use the litterbox, so I'm assuming you're still adjusting. I bought litter closer to what you had in the shelter, so can you please use your litterbox soon? The only thing I've seen about you going to the bathroom at all is you peeing on my bed this morning. I'm glad you're not pooping in my closet that you seem so fond of, but please reassure me that you're ok by using the litterbox soon.

Love,
Your new human

PS. Note to catters, any idea how much time I should give her to adjust? She's about eight years old. Her litterbox is in the same room as the closet she's been spending most of her time in (although she has been venturing into our living room and will come out of the closet if I go into the bedroom). I had bought a different litter than the shelter, so I'm hoping she just hadn't realized the thing in the room was her potty, hence the buying more litter that's closer to what the shelter used (I don't know the specific brand they had). She's not eating tons, but she does seem to be eating and drinking, and she did pee on my bed (I'm guessing out of adjustment issues rather than anything else). Any ideas?

Dogs ARE period (once yearly off topic mod post)

 It was about a year ago this time when someone put you in a garbage bag in a dumpster on a cold night (if I ever find this person---ugh. yeah). Thankfully, someone heard you crying and got you out of there. A few weeks later I found you at the shelter. I was just looking, really...I had just lost my big fluffy orange kitty, after 14 years of owning him,  and did not think I was emotionally ready for another cat. But there was your little kitten self, being such a ham, and we had to take you home. 

Since then, you have made me smile every single day. Your crazy antics never fail to amuse me (even when you break stuff) and I love watching you get all psychotic for no reason and doing gonzo runs throughout the house. I also love how you purr and pull yourself across the carpet with your claws when I give you tummy rubs. 

I'm so thankful you are in my life, and that you learned to trust people even after what some horrible person did to you. Thank you for filling a void left by the loss of my kitty. Although you're not his replacement, I love you both.  I will honor his memory by giving you the very best home I can. 

Love you, wild thing.

-Momma

My precious little Lynxie doll,

What happened to the little cuddle bug that you used to be? I know that I am not often around the house anymore and you didn't know I would be moving out. To be perfectly honest I did not think I would be spending so much time at the apartment so quickly either. I miss you and your brother (I know, you think that's disgusting and he has kitteh cooties). I honestly do. And I love that you -usually- allow me to pet you when I return. I know that living in that house sucks: ( the suckage of living in that house )
Still, your snubbing me hurts. I know you let me pet you a little before you walked away, but I know you don't get the attention you want because of the big stinky dog creature. I want to give you attention when I'm there! Please let me love you baby girl. Would it make you feel any better if I brought all my bills there and paid them from the kitchen table since that used to be our special time? You can lie on the pile of unpaid bills while I skritch you with my left hand and furiously write checks with the right? Or vice versa. I'm ambidextrous... enough. Heck, I'll give you the pen and you can write the bills if you like. However you want it baby girl! I'll even give you the boyfriends credit card to run up and buy as many catnip mice and cat beds as your little tabby-heart desires. Anything, just to win your affections back.

Love,
Your Human Slave

Hello all,

I have been to Pennsic several times now. I am planning on heading to Gulf Wars in March, to try something new. I'm especially curious about the weather, as, being from the Northeast, I have no idea what to expect from Mississippi in March.

I'm also curious as to "What are the big differences?"

So, please, share your thoughts. :)

Dear Echo,

I know it's been a stressful month, going from our old home to dozens of hotels and now to Matt's house. You've been an amazingly good kitty for the past month.

But you did not have to demonstrate your elite spider-kitty skills our first night here and break one of Matt's beer steins. I know there were birdies on top of the chimney and you just were trying to figure out where they were. The mantle is a ridiculously high jump and a blind leap too.

We're all just very lucky Matt is so easy-going. Another guy would have been pissed off, rather than just saying almost cheerfully that he'll just have to go back to Germany for another.

So please, please, please be a good kitty! If you want to demonstrate your spider-kitty skills, shock us by standing on top of a door like you usually do.

Your loving owner,

- Sally

My Dearest Goldie:

My precious, I understand that it is just us for long periods of time.  This does not mean that you may hiss at Daddy any time he is home from active duty.  Daddy has had a hard enough time dodging bullets and finding pretty presents for Mommy, and does not deserve the hissing, the growling, the snarling, or even the snorting.

Just out of curiousity, stinky, how does one tiny black cat snort like a Rotweiler?

When he is home, it is natural that Mommy is going to want to spend time with him.  That he is going to sleep in the bed.  And yes, even that he is going to sit on your side of the couch.  This does not mean that I love you any less, or that there will be any less pettings or openings of gooshyfood.  In fact, it will mean more pettings and more gooshyfood, because oblivious, surprised Daddy has been trying to make friends with you for three weeks, when you used to run to him the second you got home.

Another thing.  It is completely inappropriate for you to hunker down under the couch whilst Mommy and Daddy are talking and growl at us both because you were not invited.  Sometimes, it is none of your business whether we are going out for our anniversary or not.  As hard as it is for you to comprehend.

This does not mean Mommy loves you any less, nor does it mean that Daddy love you any less.  But Daddy is getting very tired of it, and he has faced more threatening enemies than you, oh fuzzy one without claws.  So just remember, there is always a corner of the bed for you, even if it is not near my head.

Love,
Mommy

 I know you like to crawl into the cupboard when I open it. I did not know, however, that you were able to access the kitchen drawer via said cupboard. I know you're a ninja and all, but when I open the kitchen drawer expecting a dish towel, and I see an orange cat in there instead, it kind of gives me a heart attack. Please refrain from such behavior in the future. You're too big for that drawer, anyway. Please go hang out on your cat post which Mommy did not get for you to ignore. 

Cat post > kitchen drawer. Maybe not to you, but to me.

Dear Lou:

Thank you for being such a cuddleball yesterday.  I was feeling emotionally and physically worn out, and having you climb into my lap, put your paws up on my shoulders and "hug" me, rub your kitty-cheeks on my chin and dissolve into a purring, fuzzy lump was really all I needed.

Sometimes, all I need is a wordless reassurance - and you knew that.

Thanks, little buddy.

Now, if you could just learn to jump into my lap and not scale my legs like a tree trunk, we'll be all set.  :)

-Suz

*~*~*~*~*

Dear Finnie:

I can appreciate the fact that you missed me... I missed you, too, seriously!  But please stop trying to weave through my legs while I'm going up and down stairs with lots of laundry.  I really don't want either of us to end up hurt!  (Besides, if you get hurt, that means Puck moves up as "top cat" - and you don't want that, do you??)

Thanks, fuzzbutt.

-Suz

I don't know which one of you has been protesting by turning over one of your food bowls and spilling all the dry food onto the floor, but if you continue, then I'm sorry, but the bowl is going and you can eat it without. Yes. We're THAT not impressed.  Yeah, so fine, we've been giving you some gooshy food (and a little organic chicken that we had going spare) for Christmas dinner, and we're happy to give you a few more meals like that, but seriously we got snowed in and couldn't go to the big pet store to buy you your bestest and most loved dry stuff. I struggled back from the corner shop with the best I could get at the time. And there's more snow on the way, so you'd better get used to it...

And while we're at it, what's with dumping the dry food and carpet fluff into your waterbowls? And that issue of dragging a pair of my panties half way down the stairs?!

Mystic, at least you've played the get out clause, your trying to find all those little moving figures by looking behind my pc monitor is too sweet for words, and never fails to make us smile. Though sometimes sticking your tail up my nostril mid run is perhaps a little too much. I want to see who I should be healing, rather than cat butt.....

Love
She with whom you graciously condescend to share your bed

I get that by hissing at Sassy you're trying to prove that you're a big, tough li'l girl.

However, trying to squirm out of my arms and run away right after you hiss at your big sister really doesn't do much to establish your "big-n-tuff" cred.

Just sayin'.


Sissy

Ever since your sister 'Scilla has had seizures (gone now with meds), you have become my kitty.  I have loved this.  Ever since you were adopted, I have thought you to be the coolest girl ever.  I know that you have felt the same about me.  We are two of a kind, that is for sure!  We love all things girly. 

You were there for me like no other when my Mom died.  You let me cry into your silky soft fur and gave me leg rubs all through my grieving.  It made me love you even more.

But, sweetie, please understand that 'Scilla is my girl, too.  You can't get all worked up and jealous when I give her attention.  You can't just go and bop her because of it.  It's not nice and I don't want to stress her out.  Just get along and learn to share me, okay?  And, while we are on the subject, when you are having these jealousy fits, don't wake me up every hour on the hour to get pets because you feel I betrayed you.  I swear, I didn't!!!

I hope you had a great Christmas, love!  I know you have more toys and yum-yums than you know what to do with, but you are so worth it!  Thank you for the Foo Fighters CD!  I desperately wanted that.  It was the best gift I received!

I do love you so much!  You make me laugh with your funny faces.  It makes me want to do things to make you make them!

I love you, my Daphne-Do!  You are forever my Do!

Mommy

You are one of the prettiest kitties I've met. Dilute calico is full of win, and you are the coolest cat. I am so sorry you have lived at the shelter since August. If I could have a fourth cat, I would take you home, as you love other kitties, and are very sweet. You're so quiet that no one seems to notice you, even if I point you out to them! I even got you on the radio a few weeks ago, and the radio staff loved you, but still no one has come for you.

For that I am sorry.

I tried to get you a foster home, even just for the holidays when adoptions weren't happening, anyway, but no dice.

I hope someone perfect comes for you soon, but until that day comes, I will keep giving you random pats and kitty treats, and time out to play with the other kitties.

Life at the shelter is no ball of yarn, I know, but at least you are not out on the streets fending for your life and dinner, so at least there is that.

Love to you from me,
Random SPCA Staff Member.

 Thank you for being such a ham at the vet's today. I was amused at how much you purred and flopped all over the place. I'm not sure the vet tech appreciated you randomly attacking his leg, but it was still cute. I'm glad you don't hate going to the vet, even though they poke you and prod you. It was really cute how you head-butted the vet.

That said, please get better soon! Mommy already spent all of her Christmas money on you and your meds, and she'd rather spend it on wine. 

Love you baby.

The next Steamcon organizational meeting is:

Sunday, January 10th
at 3:00 P.M. - 4:45 P.M.
at the Capitol Hill branch of the Seattle
Public Library.
425 Harvard Ave. E. Seattle WA

The parking in the library garage is free, but it does fill
up.