Posted by Loulou on Sep 10, 2018 | 12 comments

Goodbye to Bionic Basil.  A terrible loss for us all....

Posted by Loulou on Sep 9, 2018 | 18 comments

Well, the only reason I thought to do this is because Sunday is a sort of loll around and look lazy day and since mama takes so many pics of me being…er…not the suave, cosmopolitan kitty I feel to be deep inside but instead gets me in the weirdest poses with the dumbest looks imaginable and I CAN’T STOP HER, I’m allowing myself to...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 8, 2018 | 16 comments

Well, I’m just hanging out here in the lettuce patch waiting for a lizard or ANYTHING that moves to show up.  I want to prove to mama that I am NOT a slugabed who only wants to loll around all day and yawn and only show up at meals…that sort of thing.  My behaviour is that of an eight-year-old kitty and I think, personally, that I am behaving...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 7, 2018 | 11 comments

A yoga stretch in bed–this is just before THEY bring your breakfast to you on a neat little tray with café au lait and a croissant. Oh, and a rose, too, stripped of thorns, haha. Well, today I’d like to feature Robert Hudson’s Pet Radio Show, (THANK YOU, MR. HUDSON!) which also happens to have an interview with me that, well, I’m...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 6, 2018 | 14 comments

                Uh, oh, I think SUN is creeping through my window! Darn it, I was almost out cold. Well, today I had to use an Italian word, tempio, which means ‘weather’ and boy are we having ups and downs and ins and outs with whoever runs the show.  Whomever.  Well, the weather anthro, who probably just...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 5, 2018 | 12 comments

Some days, my little pea brain just doesn’t seem to work well, but maybe it’s also because I spent the whole day writing something for a guest blog and I’m just pooped. Oops, didn’t mean to use that word. That ever happen to you?  Blank brain, I mean, not...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 4, 2018 | 14 comments

A typical snuggling frenzy, one of many. As opposed to, well, zombie jamboree.  No zombies around this burg! Well, I am going to be expecting LOTS of snuggles and more when mama and papa have an apéro dinatoire (sort of cocktail-y thingy, not a dinner, but with things to drink AND eat), called in Italy an apericena, a little drinky, eaty sort of thing...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 3, 2018 | 12 comments

That guy FIXED IT?  WOW! Well, after long weeks of not being able to access certain areas of Photoshop Elements 18, mama spent TWO HOURS with a man on the phone from India and he solved all the problems.  Mama was about to cry after that ordeal, but haha, now she can make videos of ME and learn how to edit, whatever that is. Oh, and because a new computer...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 2, 2018 | 12 comments

Are THOSE people down there?  Trying to get me to have my breakfast (which for some reason they call ‘dinner’ no matter when it is–as in “LOULOU, come get your DINNER” and it’s really petit dejeuner! Duh). Because if THEY are down there, I am NOT going to go down and make them think I am all happy-go-lucky and thrilled...

Posted by Loulou on Sep 2, 2018 | 8 comments

Well, I might have mentioned or maybe I didn’t that while I was lolling on the gravel in the sun with my nip leaves, mama was attacked, well, sort of, by her rose bush (she was looking underneath it for grass for me), and it was a teensy, teensy prick and not even very deep and the thorn stayed on the rose (thank heaven) but this is what happened to...