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KC:
The Beatles changed the United States. They changed a whole generation, and not for the good. makes me want to look into Ed Sullivan a bit deeper.
T:
[I agree. Even as creative as their music is, it is possible they really did more damage than I think is presently understood. Interesting idea about looking into Ed!]

Does anyone really think the DS just sprang up yesterday? If the DS has been around for ages, so has the conspiracy, in all its forms. I had a coincidence experience today that seemed to be a sign that yes, (or no) there are no coincidences.
[Quite right. No coincidences. Good point about the DS. DS been here an unspeakably long time.]

And just where is the fresh catnip? I’ve checked the South windowsills, and the gardens (the roses are lovely!) and it can’t be found. Guess I’ll mosey on over to the Steinway and look at the vase sitting on top.

*texokie checks ALL the windowsills... and window boxes. Uh oh.... it got depleted in the last feline frenzy! *

Come with me, KittenClaws. I know a really good patch. The vase on the Steinweigh only contains some of those roses!

*KittenClaws jumps down off the Steinweigh and follows texokie back through the Qanteen Qitchen and out the back door to the garden area.*

Oh KittyClaws! You’re right! The roses are perfect!

*There is a light breeze coming off the lake, the sun is hidden by light fluffy clouds. The quaint smells of fresh donuts and roses waft up to them. We hear laughter coming from the Qanteen as the owls in the Qlock hoot for some FReeQs who had not seen it yet. The counting bongs are loud, even outside.

They make their way past the screened off dumpster and Lysol Tree. (That right there is a miracle- no one should really ask about how THAT happens - but it comes in handy!) There is a garden path with herb patches and veggie patches laid out. But they don’t stop.

They keep walking beyond the greenhouse with the fish tank in it with all of greeneye’s experimental pots lined up neatly on the shelves. They go in briefly to gather a trowel and sack for the catnip with dirt and roots. They leave and admire the grounds. Greeneyes has laid the gardens out so beautifully!

Past the greenhouse and walkways with garden nooks and crannies is a series of garden sheds and small buildings. Then, past those, is a large grassy meadow. They walk through the lush green mountain grass. There are a few forget-me-nots nestled here and there among the grasses. The air is so fresh and invigorating. In the middle of the lush grass meadow, there is an old pine tree. Surrounding the pine tree is a carpet of moss and then a large patch of clover. The clover is a vivid emerald green. It seems to be very attractive to KittyClaws, even though it is not catnip!*

If you don’t mind, texokie, I’ll just stay right here for a minute.

*KittyClaws stretches out on her side and watches as a gorgeous butterfly lands on her nose. The neighbor children are at the Qanteen dock and making happy children noises. She completely relaxes and even as texokie turns to go find the fresh catnip, KittyClaws goes boneless, and just goes fast to sleep.

*Texokie smiles, shrugs her shoulders, gives KittyClaws an ear scratch, and continues on to the creek. At the lip of the creek near some Aspen, is the rather extensive patch of catnip. She remembers the day when the FReeQs all played in the creek and came up with that Cherry beverage which Cboldt introduced to them.... But no time to play in the creek today! Texokie gathers up some catnip with the garden trowel (not TXnMA’s!) and digs up enough catnip to put into the window boxes. She makes a note to visit with greeneyes to see if we can start another patch of catnip somewhere. Our Qanteen Qatz really like it a lot!

texokie makes her way back to the sleeping KittyClaws, and because she does not burn out in the sun like texokie would, she leaves a little handful of the fresh catnip next to the sleeping Qat for when KittyClaws awakens from her nap. Texokie returns alone to the Qanteen*