a) Gross
b) A Sneaky Kitty Snack
c) Dissappointing
d) Used to be a Crispy Crunch Chocolate Bar
e) Almost Entirely Void of Chocolate
or,
f) All Of The Above.
EXHIBIT 'A'
The answer is F) All Of The Above.
Oh, those sneaky kittens... I'm not even sure that there is much carbohydrate value in a Crispy Crunch Chocolate Bar...
Trick Or Treat/
Kitty Feet/
Give us something tasty to eat!/
If you don't we don't care...
...'Cuz we're likely to take it anyways (especially if it contains carbohydrates)...
Happy Belated Hallowe'en everyone!
Most of you already know how I feel about animals in clothing (i don't approve), but i have made an exception in celebration of All Hallows' Eve/Samhain 2014. Also, I couldn't resist the idea of Ronan wearing a pirate hat....
TOOOOOOTALLLLLLLLYYYY satisfied.....!
(note the kitty slobber on the blanket below his mouth.)
Last night, I made myself a foot bath with oatmeal and honey in very warm water to soothe the extremely itchy mosquito bites on my feet (received during my recent trip to Saskatoon for my sister's wedding).
Guess who thought it looked good enough to eat...
NOTE: I do not have any photographic evidence of the sneaky snack that took place as I was far too busy trying to keep not one, but TWO kittens away from the basin.
My most excellent Acting Instructor is also a part-time novelist. The second installment in his Junction Chronicles trilogy is called A Murder of Crows and I shared it recently with the kittens. This is how it went...
Ronan looks as if he is quite stunned by a passage he just read...!
Pandora isn't sure if she approves of that cliff-hanger chapter ending.
".... Whoa..."
Princess Pandora has found a new favourite book :)
I like to think that Pandora is the Master of Ideas and Ronan her willing henchman. Usually, he will try - and fail - at things 10 or 20 times, while she will sit and observe him (judging, if you will), then try - and often succeed! - just once.
I think the Duvet downfall is Ronan's alone, however. I have woken on many a morning with him buried inside the duvet cover, helplessly trapped and still squealing for breakfast.
I came home this evening to find Pandora at the door, but Ronan nowhere to be found. Usually, he will make his timely appearance after the second or third time I call his name. Tonight, I heard him call back, but show not even a whisker. I went looking in the bedroom and found this:
(*** yes, it looks like there's no video, but trust me, it works)
Lord knows how long he was hanging around and waiting for my return! I feel grateful he has such strong feelings about proper bathroom behaviour and did not relieve himself in the duvet...
Joseph Oliver Moneen, or "Joe", was my first feline friend. After he passed away from cancer two years ago, I wrote a song for him called "Beautiful Joe".
Imagine my emotion when I found a young adult novel recently titled "Beautiful Joe". Written by Canadian author Margaret Marshall Saunders in 1982, and based on a true story, the book follows a cruelly abused and mutilated dog named Joe as he learns to love and trust again. Despite his horrible disfiguration, the other characters in the book understand that Joe is truly beautiful -- inside and outside -- regardless. And the best part: It is narrated by the Joe the dog himself.
I am going to be reading -- and bawling about -- this book, and shall therefore do you the honour of blogging (and bawling) about it over the weeks to come. It's going to be dreadfully emotional. I can already tell...