I’ve so missed my friends on WordPress, but I simply can’t seem to come up with post ideas these days.  So, I’ve decided to rerun the Collaborated Posts series, which started off with just 2 bloggers for each post and ended with 4 writers all enjoying the same adventure.  I don’t believe I’ve ever seen other jointly created blog posts, and personally, I think there’s no finer example of how the blogging community comes together.

Here’s the very first collaborated post.  Enjoy!


 (Joint Post by Anne Belov & Cordelia’s Mom)

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Well, apparently Anne Belov’s cat, Mehitabel, and my dog, Cody, have been getting into some serious shenanigans, even though they live at opposite ends of the good old USA. I came home from one of my Remicade treatments and caught my Cody in the act of hijacking this website!  The post that was about to be published at that moment is simply too inflammatory to appear in the light of day, so it’s been destroyed – but here is the evidence of the collaboration via email prior to the defining moment:


IMGP4855Dear Cody,

OK, first of all, I can’t believe I’m writing to a DOG. If my friends down at the Fluff ’N’ Stuff ever got wind of this, I would be drummed out of the Union of Elevated Order of the Felines for SURE! But I’m at the end of my yarn, so to speak, and I thought it was time to call in the reserves. (that’s you)

It was one thing when “She Who Supplies the Cat Treats” would draw cartoons of me, but then She started drawing pandas all the time, and now there are pandas all over the house. They are even crowding my special water glass that I insist on having to drink from. (only losers drink out of bowls!) I tried throwing some of the pandas on the floor, with plans to take them out to my “special place” and give them what for, but She found them before I got very far. Now She’s shut me out of part of the house just because I…um…made a “comment.”

Not that dogs actually have any ideas, but if you find one laying around, maybe you could send it my way.

Yours in cattitude,



Cody051114aHi, Mehitabel (may I call you M-Cat or something else instead? I can never remember your full name!) —

Until recently I didn’t even know what a cat was because there aren’t any around my house, and at the SPCA the cats were in a different room.  I’m sorry you seem to have issues with dogs, but gee, I’m just a puppy.  I have no reason to dislike cats.

Anyway, I have an idea.  I’ve been watching Mom doing her computer thingy, and she always looks so stressed.  Maybe you and I could help her out?  She turns the computer off when she goes to work, but sometimes if she’s just going to the doctor or something, she leaves it on.  I think I can figure out how to get into it.  I bet she’d be real happy one day if she came home and found her post for that day had already been written and published.

I’m not old enough to know very much, but you sound like you have a pretty good handle on things, and it seems like you’re as eager as I am to get into the blogging world.  Would you be interested in maybe writing something and sending it to me, and then I could sneak it onto Mom’s computer when she’s not looking?

I’m so happy to have found a friend like you who’s so willing to jump in and help out.  I’m sorry that your own Mom didn’t understand you were just trying to organize the pandas – I’m sure once she realizes how good you really are, she will give you extra treats.  I know my Mom gives me lots of hugs and treats when I’m extra good.

Can’t wait to see how happy my Mom is when she sees that post on her computer, and I’ll bet your Mom will be excited, too – you might want to ignore the pandas for awhile so that you can concentrate on what we need to do.

Your Faithful Tail-Wagging Friend, Cody


sm.mehitabelYo, Dog Breath,

It’s obvious that I need to take you in paw and clue you in to the way of the cat. I can’t believe you have led such a deprived existence…not knowing any cats! How do you get the will to live? I’m glad you have access to the computer. I have to use mom’s iPad and sometimes I hit the wrong letter thingie, because the keys (such as they are) aren’t the right size for my paws.

Yeah, I bet our mom’s will be really excited when they see what we’ve done.  Much better than a regurgitated mouse on the carpet, I’m thinking.

Maybe I should send you some of the pandas and you can …um…chew on them.

Cats rule,


And you can call me “Boss-Cat”


CodyToyBack at ‘ya, Boss Cat.

I would love to have some of those pandas.  I’m running out of my own stuffed toys, and Mom gets upset when she finds me chewing on the squeakers.  And then there was that singing whale toy – I thought she’d be happy when I shut it up, but all she did was take the little sound box away from me.  I had to be content with just tearing the stuffing out instead.

What kind of sound do pandas make? And what kind of stuffing do they have – I like the cottony stuff better than the plastic-y stuff.  I do like the toys with all those little plastic beads that I can scatter everywhere, but Mom makes them disappear with that loud sucky machine – I’m a-scared of that thing.

I bet you’re not a-scared of it, even when it sucks up your own fur from the carpet.  I’m always afraid it will suck up my tail, which is still attached to me!

I looked at Mom’s hanging picture, the one where she writes down in the little boxes what she’s doing every day, and it looks like she will be gone at the end of next month for one of those treatments that always wear her out.  I think that would be an especially good day to help her since she’s going to be so tired.  Wanna do it with me?

Your Faithful Tail-Wagging Friend, Cody

PS:  I do not have dog breath.


IMGP4855Oh Ye of Little Dignity,

I’ve written a scathing post for you to sneak onto your mom’s blog. It’s a sizzling expose` of the abuse that I, as feline royalty must endure under the reign of the cruel oppressor overlord that um…doesn’t let me do stuff I want to do. Make sure your mom doesn’t read it before you post it. She’ll lock the computer up when she’s not home for sure, if she gets her paws on it.

I’m sending you by mail several of those rotten pandas. If you like them, I’ll send more later. She Who Supplies the Cat Treats might notice (dim though she is compared to me) if I sent them all at once. Go ahead…rip their smug little heads off. They are full of nice fluffy stuffing.

Thanks again (sheesh! did I just thank a DOG????) for launching my manifesto on feline superiority.

Remember, mum’s the word!

Boss Cat Mehitabel.


Cody090914Dear Boss Cat –

I’m so happy that I can help both you and my Mom, at the same time! How cool is that?

The pandas are so tasty, and just the right amount of stuffing, and they make such cute little noises – thank you very much for sending them.

Mom stopped buying stuffed toys for me because she said there was no sense spending money on something I would destroy in the first 5 minutes. I don’t understand what she means – aren’t dogs supposed to destroy stuffed animals?  I mean, they’re really not fun otherwise.

And so far, I haven’t managed to catch one of those fluffy white-tailed things in the back yard (I think they’re called bunnies?), so the pandas are especially appreciated.

As soon as Mom leaves tomorrow, I will sneak onto her computer. I’ll let you know when I’m done so you can go on your Mom’s i-Pad and see how it turned out.

BTW, what is a manifesto?

Your Tail-Wagging Buddy, Cody


Cody051514I’m So Sorry, Boss Cat —

I overslept after Mom left today, and by the time I got to her computer, she came back and caught me! At the very moment that I was about to hit “Publish.”!

I don’t like being called “Bad Dog.”

Mom was very angry. She sat right down and started pounding the keyboard, and I saw that post just disappear.  Then she started clicking more keys, and the next thing I knew she was yelling at me about our emails.

She didn’t know where the pandas came from yesterday – I think she thought Dad gave them to me. But she knows now, and she’s not happy.  She said she’s going to tell your Mom on us.

Gotta go now. Mom just called me, and by golly, I better come right away!  People don’t forget bad behavior as quickly as dogs and cats do, and it’s going to take me awhile to make Mom love me again.  Lots of groveling and rolling onto my back and everything.

Hope things are better at your house.

In a few weeks, you and I will find a way to talk to each other again. Right now, I’m banned from the area around the computer.

With Tail-Between-Legs, Your Very Sorry Cody.


And so ends the tale of the intended blog-jacking. A word of caution to all you pet owners out there:

Just because you don’t find your house destroyed when you return home, it does not mean your cat or dog has been sleeping peacefully the whole time.  Pets can be devious, and you need to be alert.

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The foregoing post is the joint work of Anne Belov and Cordelia’s Mom.  We sincerely hope you enjoyed it.

[Editor’s Note:  Anne made me do it.  She threatened to withhold cuppycakes if I refused.]


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The Wedding

It was the wedding of the century!

Well, in my small world anyway.

But it was a beautiful wedding for two wonderful people – my youngest daughter and the love of her life.

I didn’t feel it was appropriate to pull my camera out during the ceremony, and there were two professional photographers and a videographer present for that.

(In the past, the bride was enthralled with that TV program, Say Yes to the Dress, and always wanted a spectacular wedding someday.  Fortunately, as she says, parents are no longer obligated to pay for everything, or apparently anything – she and her groom took care of everything; all we had to do  was show up.  She got the wedding of her dreams, and Dad and I didn’t have to pay for it.  Win- win!)

Anyway, I did try to take photos during dinner and the dances, but as you all know I’m not that great a photographer, even with things that don’t move, like the floral arrangements:


The groom’s mom did all the flowers, even the bouquets.  What an awesome lady.

I’m the worst photographer ever for pictures of moving subjects, like people dancing, but I tried.

The bride and groom’s first dance was so sweet:

Then came the father-bride dance.   Everyone watched politely as it  began with the usual old person/young person shuffle, but then it became an actual dance routine with twirls and extensions perfectly timed to The Beatles’ song, “Here Comes the Sun”:

There were exlamations of “Whoa!” and some guests whistlted and cheered.  They had no way of knowing that the bride and her dad had practiced for hours ahead of time.

Best father-daughter dance ever!  I can’t wait to see the professional’s video.

The mother-groom dance was a bit more sedate, but brought tears to some eyes, including mine:


Oh, I forgot.  Before dinner, the cake was cut.  The groom had explicit instructions not to mash cake into the bride’s face (which he wouldn’t have done anyway because he’s not that kind of guy).  Being such an amateur photogrrapher, I failed to notice that the real photographer was shooting with that super bright light (oh well):

But at least I caught the moment, more or less.

The little flower girl was adorable:

But as I took these photos, she was getting tired and was ready to go home and to bed, and I understand the poor thing had formed blisters on her feet from the cute little shoes she wore for the ceremony:

Actually, at that point Dad and I were ready to  go home and go to bed, too.  While I didn’t have blisters, my feet were definitely screaming – despite the fact  that I had opted for sparkly slippers instead of dress shoes.  So glad I did, I never would have made it through the evening with dress shoes on my arthritc, bunioned feet.

But the best part of the evening, for me, aside from the ceremony itself of course, was when Cordelia gave her after-dinner toast to the new couple.  Her speech included her acknowledgment that as children she and her sisters didn’t get along all that well, and after many scuffles I would tell them that some day they would be happy to have sisters to share life with as I never had a sister and always wished for one.  My girls would scoff and say things like, “No I won’t.  I hate them.  I wish I was an only child!“)   Cordelia went on to relay that as they got older, the three girls became friends, ending with “So, Mom, you were right.

I never thought I’d hear that in my lifetime.  And the cheers from a few of the wedding guests made my evening.  Guess they had children, too.

As an aside, the bride convinced Dad and me to visit the Photo Booth.  We agreed once we learned we didn’t have to pay for it.  Not a bad picture, and for all I know it could be the last photo ever taken of the two of us together (please, God, let that not be a premonition!) (or, knock on wood, for us non-religious folks):

So ends a long, stressful six months, even for those of us who actually had very little involvement in the planning.  (Well, I did go for two dress fittings, and there were a few Bridezilla moments that required a mother’s wisdom and strength, but we all got through it.)

Hugs to the new Mr. & Mrs.  May they have a long, happy life together!


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Summer Fun (by Puppy Cody)

It was the bestest summer day ever!

My city cousins, Rocket and Astro, came to visit so they could play in my big backyard.  Living in the city, they get walks but not a lot of off-leash time, so their mom, Cordelia, thought it would be fun for all of us.

And it was!

I had met Astro a couple of weeks ago:

(These photos of Astro were taken awhile ago; he wouldn’t stay still long enough to photograph outdoors yesterday.)

But this was my first time seeing Rocket:


It was a little awkward at first.  Rocket had been rescued from a puppy mill, where he might have been used for breeding.  It seemed he may have had some residual memories of his earlier youth because several times Cordelia had to reprimand him for, um, inappropriate sniffing.  Since I’ve never been around boy dogs, I had no idea what was going on; I just knew I didn’t like it.

Once past that, however, we all enjoyed our outdoor time.  At one point a squirrel ran down the fence into the yard, and all three of us chased it!  That was so awesome!  That squirrel was nearly as big as my cousins, but that didn’t stop either one of them from chasing it right back up the fence to the other side.

Later, Rocket and I patriolled, while Astro relaxed on Cordelia’s lap:

Finally, we were all a little tired, and it was time for the humans to have dinner, so we went inside.

Dad was a little worried about having three dogs in the house, but Mom assured him we’d all behave.

And we did.  Mostly.

I even allowed my cousins (and Cordelia) to use my couch:

Cordelia was a little surprised when I decided to join her and Astro while Rocket went exploring:

All in all, it was a very good day.  Today I am tired and a little sore in my muscles – after all I am 9 years old and considered a senior dog (even though I still feel and act like a puppy sometimes).

But it was worth it.  Every little muscle twinge reminds me of the great time I had with my cousins, and I hope we can do it again soon.


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Just Some Awesome Photos Today

Can’t think of much to say today, so enjoy these recent photos.

Yesterday’s double rainbow over Western New York (unfortunately, the camera lens misted up so there’s a slight smudge in the first photo – bad camera!):

Puppy Cody enjoying the Dog Days of Summer, a few days ago:

And finally, some views from Chestnut Ridge Park, Orchard Park, New York, taken today:

The Buffalo skyline, taken from the top of the tobaggan slope (approximately 18 miles away):

The front view of the Lodge:

And there was a storm coming in from Lake Erie over Buffalo and the southtowns.  10 minutes later it had passed – was that good timing for me, or what? You may or may not agree, but I think it’s an awesome shot :

Yes, I seem to be renewing my interest in photography, at least a little bit – or at least when inspired by certain views or events.  We’ll see how long it lasts this time.

Hugs, all.


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