Naaahhh. Give'm another ten or fifteen minutes in there.
I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul. Jean Cocteau
I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
A Folk Tale
From American Folklore, via The Pet Museum.
The Talking Mule
S. E. Schlosser
A farmer owned a mule which he used for work all week. But being a Church-going man, he let the mule rest on Sunday.
One Sunday, the farmer had to go to a funeral. So he sent his son to saddle the mule.
"Since when do I have to work on Sunday?" asked the mule.
The boy dropped the saddle and ran to the house.
"Paw, the mule talked!" he shouted.
"Can't you even saddle the mule?" asked the farmer.
"But Paw, the mule don't want to work on Sunday," the boy protested.
The farmer sent the boy to his room for talking crazy and went out to saddle the mule.
"Move over," he said to the mule.
"Where's my supper?" asked the mule.
The farmer dropped the saddle in the same spot as his boy and ran out of the barn, followed by the dog.
"I ain't never heard a mule talk before," he gasped.
"Me neither," said the dog.
The man bolted for the house and slammed the door.
"The mule talked!" he told his wife.
"What!" said his wife.
"And when I exclaimed: 'I ain't never heard a mule talk before', the dog said: 'Me neither'."
"That's crazy," said his wife.
"What's so crazy about that?" asked the cat. "Haven't you ever heard of a talking mule?"
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Healthy Karmic Thoughts For DMM's Grandad
Then we realized that this what what most people would be doing.
So we dug this out of the files.
Hang in there, DMM's grandad. Sending healing thoughts to all concerned.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
A schmoozing award
Hey. TT (the Table Troll) nominated us for a schmoozing award. We're not sure if we really qualify, but we're honored. Indeed, we spend so much time reading and commenting other kitties blogs we like never get around to posting for ourselves.
"As it goes, schmoozing is the natural ability 'to converse casually, especially in order to gain an advantage or make a social connection.' Good schmoozers effortlessly weave their way in and out of the blogosphere, leaving friendly trails and smiles, happily making new friends along the way. They don’t limit their visits to only the rich and successful, but spend some time to say hello to new blogs as well. They are the ones who engage others in meaningful conversations, refusing to let it end at a mere hello - all the while fostering a sense of closeness and friendship."
Here are the rules:
Each award winner is to display the badge on the sidebar of his blog with a link to the post which contains the explanation of the award, then nominate five bloggers to receive the award.
We'll focus on blogs we've been reading regularly recently. We nominate:
Mozart is a relatively new blogger, but he has been telling an impressive tale of his efforts to get into his furrever home.
The Ginger Darlings. If we could write like them, we could all die happy. The Old One's tales are epic.
Just Sharlene and her oh so floofy Spice Cats. If they weren't something like a squillion miles away we'd go visit them. (heck, the Food Source would be stalking Garlic)
Pimp C and Lil Z mostly just because we like their picture.