Luv…an fayth…an menee waturz – gest post by Laska th Luv Kittee

by Craig on November 2, 2011

see litel wyt lynz in dark - neer mi bak - iz waturz jumpingz on mee

evreething owtside wuz with shyn and pritee
I did not no wuz beekuz uv having menee waturz frum sky

kreg sez – no wawk laska – iz rayning

but iz pritee – I am havingz uv menee meeowz

kreg sez – u wil not lyk –  u wil get wet

I think – wut iz wet? sowndz nise
wet shud beelong tu laska like awl treez an gray toyz with fuzz taylz

gray toy with fuzzy tayl

we gow owtsyd an iz lyk normul – but iz havingz uv dark – an menee waturz
I am feelingz uv menee things tuching hayrz of me

iz no problem
I am having wawkingz fyn – and runingz fyn an jumpingz fine
but waturz iz having stikingz on pawz

I wawk on blak flat thing – iz lyk floor but is havingz uv menee lynz an carz
an now iz havingz uv menee waturz tu

iz blury beekuz kreg sez menee waturz iz bad for kamra - so he haz hurreez

I m shakingz uv pawz bekuz menee waters iz not leting go

I am runnigz with fast away frum menee waturz
but menee waturz folow laska

wy menee waturz iz evreewayr?
wy menee waturz not letz go uv furz?
wy menee waturz folowz laska?

an wy laska not hav trustingz uv kreg wen he sez I wil not lyk owtsyd tuday?

I du not want wet aneemore – wet iz not gud thing to hav fore laska

soon I m havingz uv kold – and waturz iz holding all furz

I mayk lookingz at kreg

I no kreg wil sayv laska frum bad menee waturz

kreg iz puttingz uv laska insyde jaket ware are no waturz – an is havingz uv warm – an kreg is holdingz uv laska an iz sayingz – awl iz ok now

kreg bringz laska home

wen insyde I luk for playsiz to mayk menee waturz leev

in tunil

see how i m having shaykingz of legz tu mayk waturz get off!! stooopid menee waturz!!!

undur tabl

I lik menee waturz with tung – iz not fore tu helpingz

awl iz bad

but kreg rubz laska with towil
now menee waturz iz howldz onto towil an not laska

I think wen iz havingz uv menee waturz u need person tu have helpingz uv u
person havingz uv strongz for tu protektingz u

iz gud tu hav vary big persun to beeleev in

beekuz in menee waturz iz hard for to keepingz uv fayth

I hope – if now iz havingz uv menee waturz on yore furz
u have sumwun big fore tu be pikingz u up
an karee u
an sayv u

sumwun with strongz hu iz alwayz thayr fore u

sumwun tu help u for to gettingz meneee waturz frum owt uv eerz

luv laska

{ 16 comments… read them below or add one }

Victoria Jenkins November 2, 2011 at 9:44 am

When I clicked on this page it took an extra second or two for the picture to show up and when it did, there was Laska. I smiled.
Thanx Laska 4 sherring 1 uv yur adventurz.


Craig November 2, 2011 at 10:32 am

I’m not sure Laska knows how much he’s hearted. I tell him all the time – his “fame” seems to have left him untarnished ツ

and from Laska:

thaynk u menee tymz fore the reedingz uv my venchurz – i m hapee tu shayr – u r nise


Dawn November 2, 2011 at 10:03 am

Dear Laska,

My blog is about dogs today. Did you know dog is God spelled backwards? That might mean something. Anyway, your post levels the playing field. Oh, and it is dry here in Pennsylvania. The muttlies love jumping in the leaves, except for Sebastian. He is very old.

Good post about having someone bigger care for you,


Craig November 2, 2011 at 10:36 am

from Laska:

i wil mayk kreg go t yore playse an reed tu me storee uv muttleez – u r nise dawn

From Craig:

Dawn, I don’t know where I’d be without SOMEONE – someone immensely big, infinitely strong, absolutely loving, to care for me. You know? Nevermind – I know you do ツ God bless you my friend


A. November 2, 2011 at 12:19 pm

Awww, Laska! Luv the way your fur looks all punked and gel-spiked when u get wet!!!! But, I know, it does not feel gud in the ears and such places as that, and other such places. And in your last photo, you look kind of Frenchy, sort of Frere Jacque with that one ear down! Love your pics! Heart your wisdom, too.

I have been reading Henri Nouwen lately and he reminds me of our belovedness and how we do have a Big Papa in the spirit sky who helps us with our wet fur and other things, and all because we are beloved (deeply hearted) by Him. That makes me feel held and comforted when I am not actually being held by a humin. But when I forget, then I feel all wet and cold again. Then I need to seek His embrace, again. I can picture that better now that I can picture Kreg’s jacketed arms wrapped around you, pulling you into the safety and warmth of his jacket.

And when I feel deeply hearted by Spirit Papa, then I can most readily feel forgiven by him, more quickly, too.


Craig November 2, 2011 at 12:31 pm

i du luk lyk punk kittee. u r smart A. an yore naym iz eezee tu spel.

an i m glad u get mee – i am workingz always hard tu rite gud thingz an teech evreewun – i m glad i teeched u.

u r nise A


Cora November 2, 2011 at 12:52 pm

Laska! this iz buster, cora’s dawg ryting this. Yu ar wunderful and no manee thyngs. tu bad yu ar a kittee beecuz we cud bee furends utherwyze. i du not lyke wet stuf awtsyde eether. I hav tu skwint and shayk and I get yelled at wen my feet ar muddee. I caynt help it, but my mommee duz not lyke it if thayre are foot pikchurs on the rug. An thayer iz no theeng i can saye cuz thay look lyke mi feet. I am lerning to trust mi peepel tu. Thay no stuf that I dont no. Amazing! Go an reed mi stooree i rote tuday. Its moor skaree than yurs.


Craig November 2, 2011 at 4:13 pm

i red yore post – an left comment – cora wil help u with mi laskish if u need. an yore storee wuz ful uv skaree. u r nise dogz.


A. November 2, 2011 at 1:46 pm

all these katz and dogz and their links and so much smart aminal talk. such good laughing and wisdom medicine for me! thank you cora and craig and dawn!!!!


Craig November 2, 2011 at 4:14 pm



Layla Payton November 3, 2011 at 9:34 am

I think wen iz havingz uv menee waturz u need person tu have helpingz uv u
person havingz uv strongz for tu protektingz u

beekuz menee waturz iz not gud fore to hope



Craig November 3, 2011 at 12:49 pm

iz tru layla – iz tru – menee waturz iz fore makingz hard for hopingz – i hope yore waterz are less – u r nise – an i saw th pikchers uv yore katz – they r nise tu. luv laska


Felecia November 3, 2011 at 10:51 am

I can’t speak – Laska is too much. (I’m butting my head up against hers.)
She reminds me that it is good to have someone bigger than you to listen to (if only we would listen) and protect you. Now if I could just fit inside someone’s coat. :)
Heart this post, you, and Laska …


Craig November 3, 2011 at 12:53 pm

oh, and as one Person to another – I know just what that head but means – thank you. Felicia, I found that HE has a really big coat – and he just waits sometimes for us to “lookingz at him,” thank you – I hearted your comment – and I heart that you read me – God bless you my friend.


Nacole@sixinthesticks November 9, 2011 at 3:38 pm

hey Craig,

this was so good, but Laska’s language makes my head hurt. haha–i know you get that a lot. it is like a brain exercise to read these posts–really!!

i heart that you and Cora, (and Dawn too?) enjoy this bantering back and forth so much. you all make the heart so light. i just loved reading Cora’s comment–my highlight of the day! thanks for this post, Craig. so, so cute. and sorry that i dont speak laskish. but i still love Laska–he makes my day! i just found it so intriguing and very, very cute that he still wanted to go outside even when it’s raining and was jumping around! silly cat! :)

here is my post for today:

and here is the one that came before that–they are a sort of series

there is a place for you to find the beginning on my post, if you never read and want to. (i cant remember that far back. haha).
blessings, dear friend!



Craig November 13, 2011 at 9:56 am

first of all, I’m sorry I’m so late replying to this comment – Nacole, you got caught in my spam blocker for some reason – and I didn’t rescue you until today. Sorry. thank you as always for your comment – and I do heart Laska – I go beyond hearting him – I love him. And he’s like a kid still – he won’t be two until February – so he’s about eight years old in human years – and would a little rain stop any of us from going out and playing in it at eight years old? Now let me shoot over and read your two posts – because you know I heart your words. God bless you, Nacole.


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