Spoke with the Landed Gentry in their new digs this evening. They seemed a bit drained.
The cat came and sat on Landed while were talking. I hope Gentry got the picture...
Today's earrings: bulls, teapots
Bedtime reading: Christmas at Candleshoe, Michael Innes
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After 12 years, 7 months and 23 days* of being the Sole Provider, I am more than happy, nay, ecstatic, that the joys of unconditional love ** are shared. More than happy.
ReplyDelete* I have accounted for leap years.
** For example (Translations supplied by A. L.):
2am: If you loved me, you would stop sleeping and pet me!
4am: I need FOOD! Give me FOOD! Hey! Can a cat get some FREAKIN' FOOD around here??!!???
6:30am: OK, get up. It's my turn to own the bed. C'mon, shove a cheek fer cryin out loud!
7:07am: Yo! Peeps! A little butt-scratchin is in order here. Before you LEAVE FOR THE WHOLE DAY! Don't worry about me though, I'll be fine, lying here. Abandoned. I am dust and ashes.
3pm: Make the sun move! The sunbeams are in the wrong spot!
7pm: Must...have...food. Expiring...from...neglect. Don't... blame... you.....
farewell.
9pm: >>>>>BARF!!!<<<<<
11pm: Hey! Why ya going to bed?!!?? It's time to PAR-TAY!!!
>crash< >thunk< >rend<
Which is to say, yes, he got the picture. I'll post it later ... if I ever find the camera again!
ReplyDeleteAnd Numfar says he is doing the dance of joy.
:) C.C.