Posted by on Dec 9, 2018 | 18 comments

 

…there be dragons…

Well, there is no sun today here in Rome, that’s for sure.  Plus mama couldn’t go to her grandson’s soccer match because it’s too cold and she is still battling the residual cough.  Thanks for peppermint oil idea, Dezi.

But enough of this oh, poor me, mama–it is supposed to be beautiful all week and there are so many lovely things to do, not the least of which is see the holiday lights all over the city.  I, of course, am excluded from that tour, but mama read a very good article about teaching your kitties to embrace a leash early on.  I mean, can’t you just see me tripping down the via Condotti in all my feline finery?

I can’t!  Yet.  I think a kitty has to get used to those big metal things that whiz by and squawk, not to mention all those STRANGE anthros crowding around (to see the Tuxie on a leash, haha) and the NOISE of so many things I don’t understand like giant white soaring birds who make a tremendous racket each morning.

So, let’s face it.  I am a house kitty, it seems, except when I have my beloved garden.  Still, in winter, the best place for me is a snoozy duvet on a suitcase hidden under the bed.  Heaven!

But wait–you say there is a fish market that throws tidbits to the kitties?

Maybe one day I’ll face the learning curve, whatever that is, and take my first stroll.  Where is that market again?

 

 

 

 

 

 

What is that strappy-looking thing in your hand, mama? Argggggh…