Sunday, August 26, 2007
Sometimes I want to play, but I don't want to get up off the couch. For this we felines come specially prepared. We have tails. I love my tail. The end twitches and I see the movement out of the corner of my eye. I look. It twitches again to tempt me. It twitches faster to torment me. I try to raise it a bit. I grab it with my front paws. I hug it to me its not getting away. I contemplate my victory, and I let go. It springs away. I jump up. I run to chase it. Its getting away. I sit on it. I fall backwards. It got away again...
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
I'm getting ready for halloween already. Halloween is my favorite holliday. How could it not be? Plastic spiders to kick around the floor, that neat web stuff to pull down and spread around the house, pumpkins to hide in (I even like cleaning that stick junk off my coat). Plus all the fun crinkly candy wrappers I get to steel out out the garbage. L'artiste seems happier too, I think its the chocolate!