WHO ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE WE DON’T KNOW WHO ARE SAYING THEY ARE SOCIAL NETWORK FRIENDS? Okay, okay, mama didn’t have to be so strong in her words about that social network place that everyone and his mother is attached to, and yes, certainly it has great advantages for so many–not the least of which is finding out what one’s...
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Whoa–that’s a lot of sauerkraut!!! WOW!!!! I think mama may take up knitting or scrabble or bingo after seeing this guy’s produce. Boy, could a lot of babies be born under THOSE leaves! And I could certainly have a nicely hidden nap somewhere in there. Can you believe this? Mama’s zucchine looks like a pencil compared to what this...
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You know, mama has this humongous sage plant that bring bees to our garden, the kind that do NOT sting kitties (!), and I lie under the sage plant (substitute for the yellow bush hideout) in the cool shade of those fragrant leaves and I’m just happy as a clam. I’ve never known why clams are happy, but that’s what I am. Now mama is giving...
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Okay, okay, I’m sitting in arugula, not under a yellow bush, but I’m going to be… See!!! My yellow bush. Well, here’s a sweet little turn of affairs. There I am, daily in the garden under my yellow bush now that the sun has deigned to shine upon us for few more minutes of the summer, and softly, slowly I hear the lovely voice of an...
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HEY, I can make music!!! Well, that just about says it all, doesn’t it. “Fare well.” That’s what mama and papa want to say to their dear friend who will be moving to another life in Hawaii soon, and I, Loulou, am SURE that she WILL. This is an anthro who fares well wherever she goes, sort of like the poem, “Rings on her...
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A fig can go ANYWHERE when it pleases…just like kitties. Well, I thought mama had more scruples than this! Every year at this time when she takes her favorite walk up into the vineyards, she takes a little plastic box with a lid. Well, a not so little box, actually, because this is blackberry season and if the tourists have decided that take-out is...
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Would I make a good mas-kitty? Maybe I should have called this Mass-dogs, as you will discover… Well, I certainly have heard of animals who are adopted by groups of people during hardship, or any other time one’s heart and soul is not complete without a kitty (or doggy, okay, okay). Animals bring such solace to their adopted anthros–just...
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Well, mama has been reading Anna Karenina (after many years, I think) to me and I have to say, I sort of began to snooze off after a few chapters (and they’re SHORT) and have dreams of samovars and vodka and fancy dress balls and wonder where the kitties are in this scenario. Well, there is a Kitty. But she’s an anthro and one of the main...
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Hey, who’s going to make the pizza now that the little anthros are leaving? And who’s going to decorate me like a Christmas tree? Can you believe I let those little creatures DO this??? I’ll be back tomorrow with a bit of sorrow over their leaving, but I’ll be back. I couldn’t do yesterday’s blog because I was...
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Hey, what’s he so happy about? Hey, out there, have you been talking about nothing besides the weather situation on our illustrious planet? These grandkids are here for 3 weeks and about two and a half of them have been rainy, stormy, grey, cold, windy and all those things one does NOT want in a summer vacation. I’m gazing out the window now...
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Dreaming of Loulou… Oh, boy, mama says that if you want to have fun and get played with and wake up early in the morning and have a really cute little anthro wear you out before breakfast, then have your grandkids come for a sleepover! Those kids are something else and I tried to give it my best late last night when we played hide behind the curtain...
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Hey, those powder puffs are leaning that way for a REASON! Leave ’em alone! Mama was reminded again today (when she used papa’s bathroom area because someone was using hers) that ‘leave well enough’ alone became a useful phrase because it works. She kind of nudged a jar of sun cream over toward the wall so she could clean the...
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HEY, these aren’t even ALL of them!!! Well, okay, they have to go, but still… Mama is in a tizzy trying to email relatives and doctor’s offices and dentist consultants and what have you to be sure there will be appointments ready for her and papa when they hit that OTHER place they’re going and where her brother and sister-in-law...
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Hey, mama’s chicken is DONE. But that’s not enough for me…. HAH, there are TWO!!! YAY. Oh, boy, did I wake up from a DEEP sleep. Mama’s cooking roast chickens for the festival of St. Vincent that this little town holds every year for its patron saint. One of the donkeys told me that St. Vincent came toodling through eons ago...
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“Well, it’s cryin’ time again, you’re gonna leave me–I can see that faraway look in your eyes”…la la la Oh, boy, do I ever see that!!! You know, mama and papa plan things pretty far in advance, especially when there are myriad visits to various family members involved, and so the are looking a little sheepish...
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This is really funny. Read on… The Will Doug Smith is on his deathbed and knows the end is near. His nurse, wife, daughter and 2 sons are with him. Mr. Smith asks for two witnesses to be present and a camcorder be in place to record his last wishes. When all is ready he begins to speak: “My son, Bernie, I bequeath to you the...
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Oh, boy, papa made me laugh today when he told me that the restaurant owners and other concession owners in Rome are bringing a lawsuit against the weather forecasters because every day you read in the papers that it will be horrible weather and then the weather is beautiful and all the tourists stay away in droves. Well, here, on the other hand, the paper...
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Not in the cards today… Oh, boy, well, it was mama who had those clammy hands today! Five people for lunch, to whom she had promised (my favorite!) spaghetti alle vongole (spaghetti with clams) and for several weeks saw one of the guests anticipating this pasta, practically drooling, along with us, at the mention of it, did not get their lunch order...
Read MoreWell, this is funny. Mama is in our laundry room having just taken papa’s shirts out of the dryer where they tossed and turned for a few minutes only. They are still damp and she is stretching out the front where it buttons into a straight line and now she’s putting it up against the door jamp and pulling from right to left very fast to...
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Hey, any kitty could mistake this for you-know-what! Well, this is priceless! Papa takes it upon himself to speak for me often and he says things like, “Oh, mama you are so considerate to leave out those nice little steaks for me.” Things like that–you get the picture. So this time he says, “Oh, mama what a thoughtful mama you are...
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