Today I am really hungry, so I am passing the time until what they call lunch and reading The Night Circus on the Ipad that mama leaves around, forgetting to turn it off and I am loving this book. It is the kind of book that flows like water and then suddenly swoops up and turns like one of those feathered items out peckin’ in the garden that do the...
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In my last post, I said I’d talk about clothes, but actually, I don’t have that much to say about clothes, other than that I love sleeping on papa’s old sweater, and just last night, that dumb human got up to pee and passed by my nice comfortable feather bed where I recline most of the day—at night I like to sleep between mama’s...
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THIS IS NOT I! I WOULD NEVER ALLOW A PHOTO OF ME ON THE NET IF I WERE THIS BIG! I took mama’s hair in my teeth at crow fart this morning and pulled just a little right after I walked carefully (I do everything carefully, especially when it’s something bad) across her stomach putting all my weight down the way people do when you try to pick them...
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You can see that weather affects me. Today the winds are taking over southern France and blowing like crazy, just like in the drawings by our friend, Olivier Renou, at the open market, who is a brilliant graphic artist and who puts his dreams on tee-shirts and sells like crazy to the tourists. A sad aside here is that he recently lost his love of his life...
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And when I say cool I mean that my mama and papa have a pretty nice relationship with one another and appear to really like where they are with respect to their being a couple, even if they aren’t spring chickens any longer and really could give up all that lovey-dovey stuff at this age but oh, no, that’s not for them. They’re always...
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Here’s a doozy!!! Every morning mama weighs herself, as I might have mentioned, and then she picks me up when I least suspect it and then weighs the two of us. For a couple of days now, she has been shocked, puzzled and then horrified to learn that this Cat Watcher’s torturous minimal disgusting diet, on which they have put me (note the...
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I sit a lot and think and they just assume I’m sleeping but I’m working out all sorts of answers to problems that most kitties don’t even consider. Right now, for example, mama is typing away on some cookbook she’s re-writing, well, at least I think she is, but she’s probably righting about me and thinks I’m snoozing,...
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All those depressed people out there muttering about a dog’s life this and a dog’s life that are right about dogs. But my life as a kitty is just about the most perfect life any cat could have, short of having more things to tear the throat out of, but I’m a sort of in and out cat, in for the food, sleep, snuggles, all that mooshy stuff,...
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