Saturday’s Roam in Rome
Mama loves this trumpeter blowing his horn of hope. I hope it reaches to Nice. A lovely old-fashioned barber. I hope he doesn’t want to give ME a trim! Fresh porcini for...
A French kitty comments on just about everything.
Mama loves this trumpeter blowing his horn of hope. I hope it reaches to Nice. A lovely old-fashioned barber. I hope he doesn’t want to give ME a trim! Fresh porcini for...
What I saw outside of our porthole! I’m not feeling much like a light story of a moment in my kitty life. I’m not feeling like writing at all, what with the horrors...
Oh, Nice, beautiful, vibrant Mediterranean city, where many different people appeared to live peacefully together, where hidden in your depths was insanity that cannot be...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NAN! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PHOEBE, TOO. Well, I’m mixing a couple of languages there and I have to admit to borrowing this wonderful photo from France...
I’m going to write all my friends out there one by one, Swiss kitties, bunnies, 15 meowing kitties, the whole Funny Farm, my aunties, Mya, that bad doggy down the street...
Mya in her new stroller! She is so, so happy because her little legs give out too soon on walks and now she has a little cart to sit in, plus I’ll bet there are LOTS of...
Thank heaven they are not in my couch…yet. Hey, out there, brilliant solvers-of-problems-that-you-are. Does anyone know of a biological pest cure for termites? Surely...
Police officers murdered by Micah Xavier Johnson How terrible these shootings that continue in our country. How terrible that the police do, in fact, single out blacks over...
The acrobats up close, about to turn flips and heads in three different piazza. Well, I was flipping through more photos and I just had to put these in even though you all may be...
Well, mama took this without even ASKING me if I wanted it in my blog instead of a photo of ME to start things off, but here it is and it does sort of start of another little...
While mama dreams, I am thinking up my poem, but her sleep is catching…I’m almost dreaming myself! Well, I’m using D because of Sammy’s Poetry Day and he...
You want me MOVE? ME? Are you nuts? Well, voracious, that’s for sure. Maybe it’s the heat here in Rome even if the house is pretty cool with this...
Well, hello! Here is a little funny tour of my Roma roaming because it’s just too hot to write! But here is mama’s video of the singer in the Pantheon piazza. He is...
My friend, Ellie, with her 4th of July flags, and getting ready for the juicy barbeque, no doubt! I hope I can find my way OUT of here in time for our barbeque party! HEY, is...
“Marcus Agrippa, son of Lucius, consul for the third time, built this.” Well, tonight mama and papa went out for a little drink at the Pantheon, and there they...
Some prepared bites at Ferocci, a snazzy meat market that we try to avoid. Unfortunately, for me! I know, I know, I’m calling this Rome Bites but first I have to mention a...
Tody, letting it ALL hang out. How polite is THAT? Well, there’s that bad Tody who lives down the street here at a jewelry shop and mama is always stopping by to go...
Quote from the Bansky show of graffiti in Rome. A wonderful artist. Well, papa read me a sweet little article today about how people from small towns and villes and even just...
Well, mama has got it in her head after having done those two quickie line drawings of me (yesterday’s blog) that she wants to start doing sketches in Haiku mode: 17 lines...
Hot, sweaty, and snoozy, that’s me. Well, is this all there is? Am I going to have to recline on this couch for the next few weeks just wishing for a garden or somewhere...
Ha, ha, ha–soccer tarte, get it? (I didn’t, but what the heck.) Well, that’s what mama is calling herself, but not...
Three generations rarely together. Today papa’s son and family and papa’s daughter’s ex husband and...
(I really look involved in all this Brexit stuff, right?) Well, being a French kitty with Italian and American ties like a maypole, I...
(THEY ae going to see a Picasso museum because we couldn’t leave when planned, yesterday, but I sort of like the...
YAY! Well, not a big change but a better one, I think, because it means I can get out of this n0-pets place and onto the monster...
More posts in two days. Thanks for your patience while we navigate the seas of life. BUT GUESS WHAT?...
Well, mama is running around, as usual, nervous like a sack full of turkeys, as papa’s grandpa used to say, but actually, she’s trying to catch white butterflies...
I hope they remember to take my Urinary Care and my KIBBLE!!! Maybe I’ll pack that on my own. Mama speaking here: We move around a lot and I received this from a website...
Well, here is a pair of wonderful glasses that mama saw in an amazing toy store in Montpelier, France while she was looking for something for those no-good grandkids that take up...
BEFORE (Lottsa luck) DARK AND FREEZING RAINED-ON TABLE And I don’t mean raking leaves and woodsmoke smells and trees turning Technicolor and a bare garden. Although we...