Here I am wondering who all these anthros are and why they want to touch me!
Well, folks, just be glad I am HERE at all, after having been down in the hold of the ship to get the car and they hadn’t opened the door to the outside yet and the cars were all turning on their engines (is that idiotic or what?) and the air was thick with fumes and the temp was about 300, just kidding, it was probably around 90 but still…
They dragged me out of my safe place under a couch in our ship room to go fry?
So mama and papa IMMEDIATELY took me back to the upstairs waiting room where it was cool and lovely and mama covered me with her scarf so I wouldn’t be freaked out and I just did my Meditation for Travel as I always do when schlepped around the world and all was good.
Meditation for Travel–breathe, breathe, breathe and then pass out.
BUT, in the car home (two more hours of waiting to pee, oh, boy), I just conked out and went with the flow and we were here in no time and this is what mama found at midnight last night on the kitchen counter, picked by a friend minding the harvest.
In they went with a Tropea onion from Rome to make a quick, creamy sauce for pasta because we were ALL starved (I did NOT get spiced nuts in the car to stave off my tummy pains but what the heck) and mama put that cheese from Sicily, ricotta salata, on top and we all ate together and then we all passed out cold until this morning.
Mama’s sauce, starting up last night at midnight so we would not STARVE.
Mama’s garden is fairly okay–the weather has been awful and too hot, then too cold, then too windy, but you can see that those little tomato babies are doing just fine. Plus there was a two-foot long yellow zucchine resting on the counter along with them (tomorrow’s pic) and that will make a helluva sauce for pasta, too.
So all is well except there are several bags of god knows what all over the house and not unpacked yet and mama’s suitcase looks as if she’s going, not coming!
These anthros just don’t get things done the way WE do, right?
Me, working. But first, a siesta.
Loulou, you are the cutest thing alive. In my humble opinion there is nothing worse than the HOT HOT hold of a ship especially with all those fumes? What a heroine you are. So glad you are back at home safe and sound. Our mama and papa are taking us to the New Jersey shore pretty soon now in the car for two hours. One of us got car sick last time which was pretty dreadful so that one gets to ride in the front seat this time. We hates the trip but it is better than staying at home which our brother has to do with someone coming in once or twice a day to feed us – that is very lonesome. Mama leaves the tv on for me but that gets boring after about 10 minutes. Have a safe rest up and give them a nip if they snuggle and cuddle too much. loves ys from Jane and Lily.
Well, the leave the TV on for me, too, and I do the exact same thing. Especially when that soprano starts screeching!
Oh, Loulou – the life of a jet-set kitty can be unnerving!!! I hate it when my anthros put me in the car to go anywhere!!! And they think it’s gonna be fun next month driving all over Bretagne!? Just wait. You and I have to plot a coup or some kind of strike. We’re French, after all, non!? es bises………..
HEY, YOU’RE A DOGGY. DOGGIE TRAVEL with their silly little heads sticking out the window and that expression on their faces that says, Yeah, yeah, MORE WIND!!! You must be a sort of intelligent hybrid kitty/doggy, no? I hope mama and papa see you tonight and let me know you are still wiggling.
Your Mama is ambitious. I would need to rest for a few days before cooking after such a big trip. I am glad you are all safely home.
Hey, they had to eat and there was only hot sauce and tostaditos that a sweet friend had left for them. The sauce took 10 minutes.
Rght, Loulou, cool, calm and eat what is put before you so you can relax at home again.
Well, you don’t know how close I came to becoming kitty soufflé or cat-ssoulet!!!
MOL Oh LouLou sounds like you all made it in one piece. So at least there’s dat. You’re back home safe and sound and had a big ole plate of pasta. What a home comin’. You look adorable, specially with da hat over your head. MOL Hope ya’ll get rested up soon.
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
Rest? Rest? Relaxation? Are those new words I don’t know? They’re always snuggling and cuddling me lately so that I get NONE of those things.