New to Nanaimo

Happy Caturday furiends. Time to catch up on what I’ve been doing for the last year…wow but as the humans say, time flies when you’re having fun! That and human mom has a bad habit of procrasinating but in her defense she does have a plateful of projects she took on. No need to get into any of that right now.

So picking up where we left off in June 2021, the next stop after visiting the human’s cousins on Salt Spring Island was the port in the City of Nanaimo on Vancouver Island. Our spot on the dock felt like we were the center of attention with locals, tourists, and shops lining the harbourside walkway surrounding us. To meow delight, about a boat length ahead of us, was a fish and chips restaurant. Yes it was very tasty!

My humans have friends on nearby Protection Island just a 5 minute dinghy ride away so on Canada Day they left me on Minstrel while they went to visit them. I was cool with that.

Then it was time to go home but a few weeks later we headed north for 2 weeks up the Sunshine Coast to Desolation Sound and surroundings again. Stay tuned!

Paw Paw for now =^,,^=

Throwback Thursday – Mini me on a Christmas Tree

What a crazy year 2020 has been but it’s all in our hindsight now, right where it belongs thank goodness. I know there’s been a lot of confusion around the amount of time the humans have been home compared to, well, ever. At times I had to hide from all their attention. It could get a little overwhelming but I tried to tell them not to take it purrsonally. On the other paw, they had me meowing out loud with some of the jokes and memes they shared about how others have been experiencing it. I think we bonded more from that and was relieved to know we weren’t the only ones. It’s good to find the humour in life.

Remember in my last few posts during our summer boat cruise I had mentioned that I had to go on a special diet? Yes I am still on it and I’m happy to report my situation has improved. I’m a little embarrassed to meow about it but my number 2 litter box business had become consistently runny. A trip to my vet revealed that I “could have” irritable bowel syndrome (IBS), or worse, pancreatitis, but the only way to know would be to get a cat scan. We don’t have pet insurance and that was going to be expensive, so the alternative was to change my food and see what happens. So now I’m eating a novel protein of duck and/or venison meat from specialty pet food stores. No more fancy feast fo meow, but I still get some prawns and crab now and then.

Also do you remember a post I made from a few years back about a painting of meow as a kitten? Well my human artist furiend Lorraine Yigit has done it again: my human commissioned her to put it on a 6″ ball. I am so happy to reveal my new Christmas tree ornament! It’s so good I’m going to get a second one of meow made for next year. Many of my furiends have one of themselves, and maybe you can get one too. What a great keepsake for the humans.

It’s getting closer to midnight now so that means it’s time for a catnap before the humans open their bubbly water and get noisy. I would like to wish you all a healthy & Happy Mew Year! Above all, remember to be safe, be calm, and be kind to each other.

Paw paw for now! =^,,^=

Friday Furiends – Meet Oliver

Each time we go cruising I get to meet some new furiends. Mostly dogs but on the odd occasion I hear about other cats lurking below the decks of their boat who rarely make it out on deck so we can get introduced. Today I’d like to introduce Oliver.

Oliver is a 10 month old Yorkshire Terrier. He is very vocal and protective of his boat so even when you look at him he starts yapping away incessantly. His redeeming quality is that he is so darn cute. Oliver’s humans have setup a pee pad on their back deck for him. To me that makes more sense than trying to find somewhere on shore several times a day, that isn’t covered in razor sharp oyster shells, and/or in the pouring rain. Instead the grass-like mat is simply rinsed off in the ocean and ready to use again. Easy peesy.

Oliver likes to chew things. He has a chicken chew toy named Henrietta but he’d rather chew on things that he shouldn’t like the ropes of the fenders or the lines to tie the boat to a dock, or the strap on the fire extinguisher or any of loose piece wood he can find inside the boat. Once he has managed to get a forbidden prize of some sort, off he runs around the deck of his 50 foot Grand Banks boat, with his human mom chasing after him. He is such a little dickens. My human mom chases me around the deck sometimes too but just for fun and a bit of exercise.

We are leaving Squirrel Cove and heading East over to Teakerne Arm this morning. My humans say that’s the best place for prawns… so hurry up and let’s get going!

Paw paw for now =^,,^=



Motion Monday – King of The World

Meoweeee, I’m the king of the world! I watched a  human do it in a movie once, and he was right! I love to sit on the anchor board, when we are going slow. Minstrel is not a fast boat for a power boat, with 9 knots being her normal cruising speed. I can always tell when we are coming into a marina or an anchorage when the roaring of Minstrel’s twin cat engines throttle down to a gentler purr. That’s my cue to leave my safe travel place down in the stateroom, and assume my vantage place on the bow as we glide in to tie up.

Are you wondering if I got many prawns yesterday? I shore did! 50 prawns and about that many shrimp. I may not be the king of the world, but I shore feel like one!


We are now heading to Grace Harbour to where Billy and the other humans went yesterday.

Paw Paw for now! =^,,^=

Garden Bay Selfie


Ahoy from Garden Bay in Pender Harbour on the Sunshine Coast here in beautiful, British Columbia. We are now day 3 into our  two week vacation heading north again to our favourite playground on the Pacific Ocean.  According to the humans, the weather is going to be hot hot hot for most of it.  I’ll try to keep cool without making anymore big splashes, but after day 1 I’m now an official member of the humans “Little Dipper” club, an honourary title for all those that “fell” into the water, although it was actually my second time.

About a dozen boats in our fleet have joined our squadron’s group cruise, and about half left the marina this morning, including Nacho, to head over to the Princess Louisa Fjords and waterfalls.  The rest of us are heading to Desolation Sound tomorrow morning.

I didn’t want to confuse anyone but Nacho had a name change since last year. Now he’s called Diego. For the rest of our cruise, I think I only have one new furiend with our group to get to know during this cruise, a little gray Shih Tzu type of dog.

Today is already beginning to heat up, and after I finish this post I think I’ll hunker down in the state room and nap through the heat of the day. That’s also the best way to stay on the boat and out of trouble …and the water. Enjoy your Sunday and paw paw for now.


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Purrsea Came Back

Meowee furiends, it has been quite awhile since I’ve been around. I could blame it on my humans for all their problems: for them getting married, for him losing his job so she had to get a second job, then him eventually getting another job, to her becoming commander of our boating group and for all that demands of her, and for all the repairs needed around our land shelter and boat. Oh my, I let a lot of cats out of the bag according to to my humans. Instead, let’s just say, we had to put our boating and cute cat tricks aside until the humans landed back on their feet. Now that I’m back, I will update you on all that.

The worst problem was Minstrel’s fuel tank leak last summer that pretty much shut down our boating season. Yep they (the marina) put a boom around her to contain and soak up the escaped diesel fuel. Luckily insurance paid for the clean up. Let me tell you, repairing a leaky fuel tank is not easy. However I won’t tell you about it today as today I wanted to tell you that today we left the marina and set out on our 2 week adventure at sea. Like I said, Meowee!


Meow-woe is more like it. I had been down to our boat Minstrel several times this spring, either just staying at the dock overnight, or at a nearby bay about 30 mins away. So ya’d think me sea legs would be a bit sturdier, however, we had to stop to lend a mariner hand to a fellow boater about 2 hours into our travel time, which required us to stop. We may have stopped, but the ocean didn’t, and the waves tossed us up and about at random. That’s when I lost it, my lunch that is.

Truth be told, it wasn’t that bad actually. It was a beautifully hot and sunny day, and save for the wakes of a too close Sea-ray (boat), the waves were only  a reflection of the traffic on it and not the wind. Many boaters were taking advantage of the fair weather and vacationing  the waters of our shoreline in their floating RVs.

Our usual stopover at Garden Bay is a popular location for our members. This is the official kickoff to our squadron’s Northern Cruise, and my human Dave is the cruise co-ordinator for it this year. He’s supposed to pick the destinations and plan activities for the other members to enjoy. We’ll cover that over the next 2 weeks..

But back to today. Mildly entertaining, but do  you remember when I introduced you to Nacho, my furiend from Mexico? Well, Nacho’s human had him on her lap on the dock, so my human thought she’d like to do the same with me, close to them. Aside from a faint  growl and a hiss here and there later, the humans thought it was a successful meet n greet but soon after I  had had enough and  headed back to Minstrel.

I got to thinking that I may have been a bit rude to Nacho by leaving so abruptly, so later when I saw him across the dock on his boat, it seemed like a purrfect oppurrtunity to make amends. Off Minstrel and down the dock I went to jump onto his boat, Sea Haven. Don’t ask my why I changed my mind in mid jump, but I did and fell right down into the drink below. I wasn’t there long as I clawed my way up the wood siding of the dock and out of the wet, but wet I did get anyways. My human had noticed my actions and thought to follow and  get a photo or two, but  rescuing me and keeping my wet sorry self off their bed was her first priority, and I was promptly put in the shower for a fresh water rinse before a brisk towel dry. After that I was left to air dry on my own. Amends will have to wait for another time.

And so that ends our time today. What could possibly happen tomorrow?



Throwback Thursday: 2015 Review


The countdown is underway to the end of 2015 and I can’t believe it’s over already. Here is my list of my favourite activities in 2015 and a few new year goals  for 2016.

  • My 2015 posts started with my 2nd birthday in February.
  • Skipping a few months, our posts picked up speed in August with our 2 week boat cruise to Desolation Sound with the Port Moody Power Squadron.
  • From there, we participated in a couple of writing classes from September to November, trying to polish up our poetry prowess.
  • Stayed connected with furiends made in 2014.
  • Reached my 100th Post and 1000 Likes at the same time!
  • Found and made a few new water/boat loving furiends.
  • Like last year, we got a bit busy during the Christmas season and had little time to post in December. Life’s like that sometimes.
  • Felt my first earthquake two days ago on Dec 29th…thankfully it was only a 5 second 4.8… but still!

Goals for the new year 2016:

  • My 3rd birthday
  • Of course more boating adventures!
  • More about my new water/boat loving furiends
  • Try to reach my 200th Post and 2000 Likes….and 2000 subscribers!
  • Continue to challenge our writing, photography, and poetry skills.
  • Continue to stay connected to my friends and furiends.

Thanking you all for visiting my blog and for all the interesting and pawsome posts
and comments that you’ve shared.

Wishing you all the very best in 2016!




True Catfessions: Where I Write

whereIwriteComing to you live, from the entertainment capital of my house, is today’s post!  Yes, shockingly (or not) most of my writing is done in the TV room. During the day when the humans are at work, it’s actually a very peaceful den. Let me take you on a quick tour, and then please fill out a short poll at the end.

Dark red walls (darker than in this photo), were inspired by the colors of Vancouver Canucks hockey team, and compliments the light brown wall-to-wall carpet,  butter yellow couches, and the mottle of a reddish-brown brick fireplace. A mix of nautical and sports themed pictures and keepsakes adorn the walls, mantle, and matching black coffee and side tables. Those wide-slatted wooden horizontal blinds, covering the large ground level front window, diffuses the bright light by day and adds privacy by night. The extra-wide window ledge, overlooking a small garden bed, is purrfect for full-body lounging when I need to take a break. From there I can watch any street activities, or furiends looking for a drink from the garden’s stone-edged water feature.

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A Tweet For Volunteers

I was having a such a peaceful little cat nap when I was rudely woken by a little birdie tweeting loudly in my ear. Seems my human left the laptop open and I fell asleep on the keyboard after a little internet surfing that ended on Twitter. Glancing sideways at the screen unamused, my ears perked to attention when I recognized the above quote was tweeted by the Canadian Power & Sail Squadrons (CPS).

My humans are members of CPS; volunteers themselves for the past eight years now. They know full well the countless unpaid hours that they and the other dedicated volunteers have put into increasing awareness and knowledge of safe boating. Untold time and energy is invested into educating and training members and the general public, fostering fellowship among members, and establishing partnerships and alliances with organizations and agencies harbouring boating interests.

I rarely volunteer any of my tricks without receiving some kind of treat for doing them, but for humans, if not for the money, why do they do it? Apparently humans have deeper needs so they volunteer for an endless variety of reasons such as to:

  • gain experience,
  • acquire new skills,
  • meet new humans,
  • expand their network of contacts as a way to get a new job or start a career,
  • give back to their community,
  • help a friend,
  • promote a worthwhile activity,
  • feel good.


Last week our squadron hosted a local shoreline cleanup event registered with the Great Canadian Shoreline Cleanup which is one of the largest environmental activities in Canada, and third largest in the world. Leading by example, my humans along with many other CPS members making up the over 50,000 Canadian volunteers, removed in a combined effort approximately 140,000 kgs of shoreline litter before it could get into the water. Meowee, aquatic life everywhere thanks you!

Whether discarded accidentally or deliberately, all shoreline litter is the result of human activities. Have you ever visited a beach the day after a public event such as a fireworks show? It’s disgusting! The amount of garbage left behind is staggering, and some of it ends up in the water by wind or wave before any cleanup efforts can get underway. Shoreline litter can significantly alter the sensitive balance of ecosystems and is particularly dangerous for marine life by way of entanglement and ingestion, which can lead to restricted movement, injuries, and even death by drowning, suffocation or starvation. Marine debris is a problem for all of us. It affects everything from the environment to the economy; from fishing and navigation to human health and safety; from microscopic plankton to giant blue whales.

It’s seems quite strange to me that garbage is made up of items humans consider worthless. However, according to a survey from a litter study in 2009, it costs over 11 billion dollars in cleanup and abatements…every year! That’s just in the United States of America alone, and Canada can’t really be all that different, never mind all the other countries in the world wherever humans live. I’ve also learned that the oceans have toilet bowls the size of Texas containing confetti size plastic bits and other debris that just won’t flush. Yes plural because there are apparently about five or six of them around the globe. I really don’t think there’s enough money in the world to pay for it’s clean up let alone the cost of repairs the damage it’s presence is causing. Now more than ever, all humans need to voluntarily clean up their act, and that my furiends would truly be priceless.


Writing 101 Day 5: One of the goals of Writing 101 is to tap into new and unexpected places for post ideas. Today, let’s look to Twitter for inspiration. Today, write a response to a tweet. Shape your post in any way you choose — agree or disagree with the tweet, or use it as a starting point for a story, personal essay, poem, or something else. Visit and enter #quotes in the search field, which will display tweets with this hashtag. Find a tweet that intrigues you.

100th Postiversary – List of Things I’ve Learned


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Meowee furiends, today is my 100th postiverary. According to, I’ve written 100 blog posts that have received over 4,000 views from 1600 visitors in over 50 different countries! I even have 1700 plus followers. Am I famous? Well, not yet. Even if no one had visited and read my posts, I have learned a lot about writing, blogging, and photography since my first post just over a year ago, back on July 10, 2014. If you’re looking for my first year blogiversary post, there isn’t one. My human forgot the date. It’s so hard to get good help nowadays. At least she didn’t forget my birthday back in February.

To commemorate this centennial milestone day I thought I’d make a list of 100 things I’ve learned thus far along with, surprise surprise, a selfie of meow….(after all it’s Selfie Sunday today):

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