Posted on 05/20/2002 11:51:12 PM PDT by acnielsen guy
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Palo, your Bill sure must be in heaven....he went caving the other day, and now it appears he is going caving again today...he is having himself a wonderful holiday with all his caving...
I thought Bill was going to try to relocate the cat family because Lulu and Happy get over enthusiastic with the kittens...but I see Bill just moved the family to a safer place in your yard...sounds like you are going to have more babies...maybe you all should think about fixing the females, otherwise you are going to wind up with a whole yard full of babies...and before you know it, once the baby girls get to be about 8 months or so, they will be able to get pregnant...you dont want to be eaten out of house and home, by too many kitties...
I think thats cute, Bill opening the windows on one of the cars, so the cats will have a place to go and sleep and get away from the doggies...
I really, really need to get to the store today...Dizzy is down to crumbs of his special treats, and wont be a happy boy, if later on this evening, he has no treats...I will hang out here for a while, and then make my way to the store...
I'll be in and out, so hope to catch up with you later.Have a good day, Palo L'Amour :-)
Your Bill is tenderhearted...he wants them to move on, but he wants them to move on with full tummies...
What is the famous Lulu doing? She has to be big sister to Happy, while Bill is away on his caving expedition...
I dont know what it is about Dizzy and his special treats....I buy him different varieties of kitty food in the big bags, and he eats them, without a fuss...seems to enjoy different varieties, and different flavors...
But for some odd reason, when it comes to special treats in the very small packs, he prefers only 'Tender Vittles', and then it must be the hard tartar control pieces, and only in the chicken flavor...any other brand, any other flavor, or any soft treats are refused by Dizzy...he will just turn his head away and refuse to eat them...but his special favorites, he gobbles up...hes so silly...
Now I am sure he misses the hubby...Dizzy has started caterwalling at about 4am in the morning, in an effort to wake me up for treats and pets....I think he is doing this because he misses the hubby...when the hubby returns from work in the wee hours of the morning, Dizzy always greets him, and the hubby gives him special time for treats and pets...so all I can figure is that dizzy is missing his early morn attention he gets from the hubby, so he figures he will wake me up, and make me feed him and pet him...He knows what he wants, and how to get it...
Well, I MUST stop yakking and get to that store...see ya later...(Hopefully I will be able to get some new plants, or some dollies, or something special to make my trip worthwhile)
I only now found your message about your trees ....
hello all ... I do not comment, here ... but enjoy your company in silence ...
'Tis good, christine! There's hope yet ... and, from the comments you made ... the damaged tree might be saved.
Now. Sadly ... you need to keep in the front of your mind that nothing lives forever ... that's a very old tree, you have ... still ... you might have the *blessing* of his company for a number of years to come. *grins*
Guide wandered far after his last assignment. He desperately hoped he wouldn't run into one of the others. Fighting an agent of the dark wasn't his idea of helping anyone. Such things usually hindered him from doing his assignment. The sun had set hours ago, and it was dark. The stars shone brightly overhead, but it was the darkness that was felt that bothered Guide. It lay across his path, and his assignment was on the other side.
A familiar sharp hiss of intaking breath told him that he had company. He turned to face his guest in as polite a way as possible, considering he had the authority to flatten them at a glance.
"Isabella. Nice to see you again." and he really did mean it, even if she did mean to try and destroy him. She shifted her hips in her leather pants, holes in the knees exposing run-holed nylons, thrust her chin up and langorously walked past him. Once, she'd been his friend....
"What brings you out this way, Guide? You mean to stop our fun? Bother us some more? Or have you come here for me?" the last one sounded like there was some hope in her voice. And she had some small hope, she was still alive, unlike others that Guide knew about.
"If I came here for you, it would be to take you away from here, this place. This life. And to try and get you on the path that would be beter for you. But only if you would come willingly with me." His eyes told her he was serious. He held out his hand. And for a moment, it was like old times, when they laughed together and told jokes. Back when things were good and life was fun. Unlike now. She hesitated, shook, was unsure. Then ran as if the very angels of fire were on her heels trying to tear her apart. Guide dropped his hands and sniffed. He had hoped she would leave this place, her life, the lie. She could have had a truly wonderful life. Now, watching her fade into the night, he felt that hope was quickly extinguishing for her.
He sighed, and reached his hand out again. This time, she stopped. Because he had a hold of her arm. She looked stunned. How had he gotten that close that quickly?
"I would like it if you would just talk with me before running like that. It's polite you know." she actually laughed slightly. He let go of her arm and walked onwards to his assignment. She would follow, maybe. Maybe not. She was one of the sevants of the dark, but she'd been his friend once. He'd heard of stranger things, where such people had actually been helped by those like him. He breathed a silent prayer.
"So, umm.. Can I come with you? See the sights? Do the things we used to do? Go with you, away from here?" he heard some desperation in her voice. And he hoped it wasn't a trick or a trap. He'd also heard of such things as well.
"Very well, just don't tell anyone. And don't try to stop anything I do. Come along. Come, come. It'll be just liek old times. I promise."
An hour later, they were both running for their very lives from other servants of the darkness. Isabella was actually laughing. It was like old times! And it was fun! Guide was wondering about the wisdom of all this as he ducked hurled objects and other things turned weapon...
Oh, you have fmail..
Just got this of Chloe.. LOL.. She looks like she belongs on our thread..
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