Posted by on Apr 26, 2020 | 12 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mama, is this my knee?

So, deja vu, whatever that is.

All I know is that I have been here, done this!  It’s POURING RAIN again, but mama says it’s good for the earth she uncovered when she pulled out the broad beans, so I’ll take her word for it.

And sorry to cut this short, but mama has to make pizza dough, and I have to  primp for a Skype with grand-anthros, whatever Skype is.  All I know is that mama said,  “Loulou, brush your pelt and smooth your whiskers out.”

Sounds like the hit from that musical,  Chicago!  Whatever that is.

SO…I’m off to primp and turn my stockings down, haha.

Don’t know about rouging the knees.  Did they do that in the ’20s?

Cool…

Mama, where’s your rouge?

Oh, pooh, it’ll just wash off in this RAIN!

See!