So, I know I’m supposed to be UP and JUMPIN’ and RUNNING around like a crazed weasel after reading the morning news, but right now, what I’m feeling more than anything and more than ever are the blahs.
Maybe because it’s winter. Blahs happen then, or at least to me. But it’s okay, because it builds character, whatever that is, to be able to bust your blahs and reach a higher plane of consciousness in order to blossom into a well-balanced mindful, caring kitty…blah, blah, blah.
So does this ever happen to you? Well, you have company. Maybe that helps a bit.
They say exercise helps chase away the blahs. Okay here we go on the waistline…
ONE, TWO, ONE, TWO, TWIST, STRETCH, STRETCH!
We got the winter blahs too. We wish it was warmer so we could have the windows open.
Oh, yes, open windows, so much nicer.
You got the blahs too? Yesterday, I went to the vet, got a shot and a thermometer stuck up my rear, was told i was fat and had to go on a diet and given a pack of de-worming pills. Feel better now? Good grief. All was going so well. Must be winter. You must help me with my exercise regime.
Here’s what you do, Mya. Run and run and run when those weirdos throw things. Then shake, shake, shake your bootie (whilst tearing apart something or other) and then flop down and look baleful and miserable and they’ll give you FOOD. But only eat half. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Merci, Loulou the Wise – I knew I could count on you!!! But how to only eat half?! My mouth moves faster than my brain…..
Like mama’s. OOOPs, here she comes….I’m outta here.
You waistline is perfect just like the rest of you.
Well, I still work on my obliques, whatever they are.
You’re such a good girl. Everything makes you think of exercise. Or a nap. But you do exercise well.
Sometimes I run like hades around the garden and no one can figure out why.
Well, you can always just have a NAP ! That’s what we like to do.
N-A-P rahrah..N-A-P rahrahrah. Let’s hear it for NAP!