To: Darksheare
You have such wonderful descriptions of life with your feline, Darksheare. Are you sure you aren't *Get Fuzzy's* cartoon creator? :o)
To: homeschool mama; bondserv
Nope. I'd admit it if I was the originator of a cartoon strip.
But I've seen some things I've joked about in a few strips. Makes me wonder if some of those guys troll through teh threads here at FR for material.
Kearen is such a hoot, too. All 24 pounds of her, and quite the princess. "Catya" was a stray kitten that we took in. She was being cute and stretching behind me, and I called her by her name at that time 'Cat'. Well, she turned and stretched but this time applied claw to my backside in such a way to 'stretch more effectively'. After that she was "Catya" (Cat-YAAAAH!).
Short haired mackeral tabby with white she was. (Had to take her to the animal shelter. She was adopted and now lives a pampered life. Hopefully no backside punctures there.)
Kearen pretty much sits like a catskin rug and stares at me. Once in awhile she'll look at me like I've either been smoking crack, or I'm melting. She looks SO insulted about something. Then she refuses to let me near her to find out what's up.
Makes me wonder if God created cats just to confuse us, or spy on us.
Ever notice that when you're having an important conversation, the cat is watching as if listening?
91 posted on
02/03/2003 7:28:55 AM PST by
Darksheare
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