I’m just ruminatin’ here, thinking up things I can pass on to my anthros when they need them… Well, Mya’s mama, Anne, sent this story to mama about a doggy in Germany and mama wanted to share it with all of you doggy-owners out there. Sometimes we really are taught wonderful things by our anthros, but what we teach THEM is pretty...
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Well, I think papa is checkin’ out my pattes (paws) to see if I can do this: My Kitty Whisperer sent this to mama and said, “Doesn’t this look just like Loulou?” And of course what mama probably thought right away is “HEY, LOULOU, I’ll bet YOU can do the catwalk, too, no?” To which I replied, “HA, HA ARE YOU...
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Well, I survived the voyage (en voiture–CAR!) to the very gentle and kind vet, meowing only softly all the way. Does that mean that drugs work? Maybe not, because the vet gave mama some new-fangled thing that is a powder (they think I don’t know, heh, heh) that mama will mix in with my food on the day before the LONG journey and all I can say...
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MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS! I wish THEY would do that… Well, today mama sneaked up behind me while I was contemplating cosmic things and as I appeared to be half-awake, she saw that it would be a very good time to scratch between my ears with affection. BUT…I am no dummy. She had been scratching me for a few seconds when I realized that she had...
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You want me to leave this nice warm place to look at WHAT? Well, I suppose you have noticed that the moon is on it way to being full and lovely. and there is something about moons that I love. I go out in the garden and just gaze and gaze and gaze at the moon and wonder why it’s not in the shape of a kitty! Then doggies would howl at the moon even...
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IT WAS HORRIFYING! Something really strange happened today. I started making little throat-clearing noises every few seconds, mama said as if I had a frog in my throat but I couldn’t figure out for the life of me how a FROG could get into my tiny windpipe! Still, THEY were alarmed ALOT and mama gave me malt paste to help whatever it was go down...
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I can’t watch. But at least I have my security ball… Oh, we are sad around here. La Roma, OUR soccer team, really took a bloodbath playing Liverpool. There was no keeping afloat against Liverpool, and of course they had Salah, previously our best player that we sold to LIVERPOOL. But heck, papa says he wanted to go and so there he went. And...
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Well, mama says that anthros get all weird about this time of year and she says they have a fever, but I have not seen any around here with thermometers sticking out of wherever it is anthros take their temperature. I do see some anthros I can name sort of slouching around in the garden, looking dreamily off into space, or suddenly forgetting what they are...
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OH, NO, you never know what will happen in your own garden! Some lullaby! Well, mama just put out the crackers (with seeds) for the birdies and there are a GAZILLION little mineaux, plus the tourterelles just out there a peckin’ and a cheepin’ and a poopin’ all over the terrace. Well, not that last one but they do occasionally leave...
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So I thought it might be interesting to show you what happens after dinner when I am preparing to fall over, clunk. First I look sort of stoned, into the distance, thinking about what comes next. In a nano second, CLUNK! I’m out like a light. And then mama draws me, knowing I won’t move for at least a week. So that was just a little aside to...
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YOU THINK I WANT TO CHASE THAT? What has come over you, mama? Well, mama bought me this strange thing on the end of a fishing line (unlike the feathery one) and when she moves it around a weird little red dot goes bonkers all over the floor and room and me and anything else in its way but I simply do NOT understand that kind of play or that kind of toy. ...
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Well, I’m sort of hard up right now for today’s blog so I thought you might like to see a few “portraits” of me that will be in mama’s show with Mya’s mama. Mama catches me when I’m just about to fall asleep–the perfect model, haha. These aren’t very good photos, mama. Maybe I should take over if you...
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No more Dan on the ivories…sigh… Well, I am very sad to report that my aunty and uncle will be off tomorrow, having a REALLY GOOD TIME WITHOUT ME! And without mama and papa, and instead, WITH MYA and her family, and so now that little bad doggy (my best friend, actually) will be getting ALL the petting and snuggles and oohs and aahs and coochy...
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I know how to PLAY ALONE when all desert me!!! Well, not exactly X-rated but I was X-cluded from the dinner tonight that my aunty and uncle offered to mama and papa, and off they went, all four of my favourite snugglers, to a restaurant here in town whose name has something to do with sin, (gluttony) and from the reports I got when mama and papa got home,...
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Who are these guys anyway, I ask myself? Well, of course, I know papa and I know my uncle, too, but is it normal for them to dote on me (whatever that means) ALL the time and watch my expressions and positions and insist on giving me tummy rubs at any time of the day or night whether I’m in the mood or not? I take that back. I’m always in the...
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Loulou, I just found out that it is National Art Day! Would you pose for me for a quick portrait? OF COURSE, mama. You know what a ham I am, and I have just the pose for you. Something like, er, “You talkin’ to ME?” (di Nero, Taxi Driver) Or, maybe better, “So you had better get this painted fast or I’m outta here. I...
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Well, this just says it all today. BON ANNIVERSAIRE, PAPA! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PAPA! Love from all of us and your friends! PS This was NOT papa’s cake, but it looked like something I would throw together. With emphasis on the “throw”,...
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Hey, I’m not actually asleep–I’m playing possum so my auntie and uncle will come rub my tummy. They are not wise to my tricks…yet. Well, my auntie Barbara and uncle Dan are here from wherever Sonoma is and tonight mama is making spaghetti alle vongole, pasta with clam sauce (I almost wrote calm sauce but it’s not that calm...
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OH, NO, mama’s on a TRAIN and took my IPAD WITH HER, the one I work on. So this will be short and sweet until she COMES BACK with my writing materials so that I can get this BLOG OUT!!! I think mama needs so memory stimulants or maybe she should resume her crosswords every morning…. So, nighty night for now. At least I GET A BREAK for a...
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Mama’s been telling me a lot of nice things about Barbara and Dan who are coming to visit. I can’t wait. Well, so mama and papa are supposed to go to Barcelona (their soccer team was WHACKED BY THE ROMA LAST NIGHT–just had to mention that again, heh, heh) to meet Barbara and Dan, the Music Man, and guess what? The train workers are on...
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