I started my regime last year after the vet told me to floss. And she’s the BOSS! Well, here’s something to get your teeth into. My tooth cleaning regime, unfortunately, has not seemed to help my poor little chompers. Hmm, wonder why? So I began to practice. And practice some more. And I thought I had nailed it! Mama, said, “Think again,...
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MAMA, when can I come out of this headstand? You know, these fill-ins are such fun, but sometimes I feel as if my brain is fried and can’t think up things easily. I think it can be attributed to too much tantric yoga. Who on earth thinks that standing on your head for an hour can help your brain broaden? More like brain bumble around here. Hey, you...
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MAMA, what’s “married”? Loulou, it’s what papa and I did – got hitched, tied the knot, found the soulmate, followed Destiny, hooked up, plighted our troths, got spliced, walked down the aisle, need I say more? Well, mama and papa’s grandson is getting MARRIED and THEY might actually GO to the wedding, if all goes well,...
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Well, today I wanted to share with you a 5-minute yoga program that will activate your anima, soothe your simmering soul and in general, fulfill your function as Kitty of Consciousness. First pose: Second pose: And final pose, an original I thought up specifically to condense all the other tantric exercises into a more spiritually relaxed and...
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Well, a snooze is always a spark for me and lifts my spirits enormousely, but that’s only if, of course, I CAN GET ONE GOING! A snooze, that is, because we can always get a spark going. I’m going to fox mama and papa. I’m being really quiet and still… I feel mama, as usual, sneaking up on me to rub my head or my tummy or whatever...
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Girls just want to have fun… Well, mama says she remembers Saturdays and Sundays as the days there was NO SCHOOL. HOORAY and she used to go on weekends with the neighbor’s kids to a 10-cent store (remember those?) and find little fun things to play with and nothing cost very much. Mama says they each had 50 cents…whoa…won’t go...
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Today I have to do this. I am putting in a link to our future. The future of all of us, Democrats, Republicans, Independents, Black, Brown, White, any color at all, rich and poor, especially poor. Please listen to this interview and give it thought. Mama was in tears over the prospect that our incredible country could be healed against inequality, hate,...
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I’m under my Think Blanket, where I can think about my Friday Fill-Ins…you have a problem with that? Just kidding, I just look as if I should say that. 1. I would rather smell a skunk than smell _a rat, haha. 2. Every March I look forward to _the day when mama and papa met! 3. I knew _I would live in this garden and house_ the moment that _mama...
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WOW, that’ll show him! Hurray for the governments who have decided to release reserves of oil to be used to bring down the price of gasoline, which Putain…er…Putin’s war caused to shoot up. We are thankful that so many coutries can work together to ensure peace on our planet against a formidable enemy, one who is bent on destroying...
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Forty kilometres of a slow Russian convoy? Hmmm…sitting ducks… Today we are thankful for the cooperation of so many countries to try and stop the destruction of cities and families, the pain, and widespreadsuffering that Putin is causing in Ukraine. I am going to be political today because I feel it’s necessary to know the truth. This is...
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Hey, listening to that drummer gave me good vibrations! Well, a very nice reader (known only so far as Frankyfuzz at Grateful Cat) sent this recently, and thanks to him. My long lost cousin, no doubt, drumming up business. It may be Wordless Wednesday, but music is welcome every day! I think I may have a new career in the future, if I can just find that...
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Well, it seems as if my little patty paws are loosening up with the warmer weather, or at least I scampered upstairs this morning instead of putting one paw in front of the other to pull my back parts up onto the next step. Papa, always says, “Scamper, scamper, Loulou,” when I meow before ascending into my upper dwelling, and I think “Are...
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