tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44252332849868172102024-03-12T17:21:17.780-07:00Gigi's Calico Corner<b>The Musings <br>of a Calico Girl <br>and Buddy <br>the Giant Tabby, <br> as well as the <br>Permanent Record <br>of Spitty the Kitty</b>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.comBlogger2899125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-9216372868500040882022-02-27T15:47:00.001-08:002022-02-27T15:49:19.469-08:00Sunday Selfie: Taking Back What's Mine<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Now listen: I like Buddy well enough (<i>most of the time</i>) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">but I have </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">had it</span></b><span style="font-family: georgia;"> with his usurpation of The Sunday Selfie post on my blog--</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">especially</span></i><span style="font-family: georgia;"> since it seems that mostly it's </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">the </span><b style="font-family: georgia;">only</b><span style="font-family: georgia;"> post we get these days.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">So I feel you should get to see not </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><i>one</i></b><span style="font-family: georgia;">, not </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><i>two</i></b><span style="font-family: georgia;">, but </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><i>three</i></b><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: georgia;">*</span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">photos of <b><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">me-beautiful-me </span></b>taken this very morning!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwUM51YQqF9nRzEyuqknlsFQ_XrC6Ltm964-Y9QIQGU33Io8YzboeMBFFesr9KCTNy9pOa7-Ry9LYv8RAhhhWU84l85OVK-A3BA3o22TcuDsSs-uyFhAm8JffF-n1MXaB9ORM0aNT2_SK9dej8iEr-RIRNosyBTUnUxjfjlDpm6e0P1WM-vIoGSzH9=s600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwUM51YQqF9nRzEyuqknlsFQ_XrC6Ltm964-Y9QIQGU33Io8YzboeMBFFesr9KCTNy9pOa7-Ry9LYv8RAhhhWU84l85OVK-A3BA3o22TcuDsSs-uyFhAm8JffF-n1MXaB9ORM0aNT2_SK9dej8iEr-RIRNosyBTUnUxjfjlDpm6e0P1WM-vIoGSzH9=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6BTsjqHTxaQzHEiNgE24xAXp9JjdU96-9lBc0xA3g2EzzX2Tb36B6ahEN3X_yeGboYMezCzgHZGUJOlV8778oS6hU8E2rTjPEgrsAit1YkCnVYzWHUsa_k9sLd4mXcM_ZxQebX_F5eRBSJ9cVJ0tg8SFVedLE1PX_0iYpHIOIlzkQh5mnTeDLluKv=s600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6BTsjqHTxaQzHEiNgE24xAXp9JjdU96-9lBc0xA3g2EzzX2Tb36B6ahEN3X_yeGboYMezCzgHZGUJOlV8778oS6hU8E2rTjPEgrsAit1YkCnVYzWHUsa_k9sLd4mXcM_ZxQebX_F5eRBSJ9cVJ0tg8SFVedLE1PX_0iYpHIOIlzkQh5mnTeDLluKv=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3dp5Bcoo8-Do2jKAScGTIe9m513IwKQlrcDfTbslK4d2D8WnQX21-UOKE5cI55QiBU-n_0pBxwQXcToPWi9ZARrHg0y3BeyqsjYqTK6fm0vjG6-gLgMU1UJYY0RwkmY2PdoAbq4hBgCzbB6Eh4fDk6bkmkVpblpcLi2U2rKT2_75wZc5irq-gAXAE=s600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="450" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3dp5Bcoo8-Do2jKAScGTIe9m513IwKQlrcDfTbslK4d2D8WnQX21-UOKE5cI55QiBU-n_0pBxwQXcToPWi9ZARrHg0y3BeyqsjYqTK6fm0vjG6-gLgMU1UJYY0RwkmY2PdoAbq4hBgCzbB6Eh4fDk6bkmkVpblpcLi2U2rKT2_75wZc5irq-gAXAE=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">* </span></b>NB: That's a strip of lovely black furs on my pantaloons.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>And most definitely <b>not </b>anything else!</i></span></div>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-20953382500597201612022-02-20T00:05:00.000-08:002022-02-20T00:05:49.007-08:00Sunday Selfie: Invisible Kitten<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVHKLbNd4SaWYThFK3t7oml4tk-pvc6SDPf8FE13rLofXDtsvgg6hD9FGbhmMWrW96bt44jBf5qIlnT7Hst1aMrx0201JemTGJLvUJo5zC-PhdbvleYRXDDe1VKnXf94AXEZ8KC3MZaB8D2L0sxevo-YJntULQwgRGnBYduCB2Nl0w6iL4sHVbDBwD=s550" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="549" data-original-width="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVHKLbNd4SaWYThFK3t7oml4tk-pvc6SDPf8FE13rLofXDtsvgg6hD9FGbhmMWrW96bt44jBf5qIlnT7Hst1aMrx0201JemTGJLvUJo5zC-PhdbvleYRXDDe1VKnXf94AXEZ8KC3MZaB8D2L0sxevo-YJntULQwgRGnBYduCB2Nl0w6iL4sHVbDBwD=s16000" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i>Gigi </i></b>is not that pleased that I am getting a <i>Sunday Selfie</i> all to myself, but I am pretty happy about it. I will make it up to her. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The Human wonders if there might be some <b>little Buddies</b> running around somewhere. To be honest, I don't really know myself--but I'd kinda like to think I got some use from my equipment before it was all rudely snatched away. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">As you can see, I am a <b>champion</b> sleeper -- I took the gold in the 2018 Olympics but I've retired now. </span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">🏅 Competition is <b><i>so </i></b>exhausting.</span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-58558694033358157312022-02-13T20:20:00.003-08:002022-02-13T22:26:01.457-08:00Sunday Selfie: Happy Valentine's Day, Furiends!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtaPIR-81j-6KGDCBMUDmiiF6EvpHTqpcHvdGhw3Kknp5AqsP8OES8d2V-XXm9Og4gJdWfsRHd5vR-Tg2t3ydXskW_Aw1AARN9LosCuke7-wB-Gw6s2aD-LaWEqo0AlbQDeyl5ksku8Mi5QroTLfpDiOwiPiJyKJjv1kDUTwSkK1NaHC9W7CJ_WM5c=s499" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="499" data-original-width="492" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtaPIR-81j-6KGDCBMUDmiiF6EvpHTqpcHvdGhw3Kknp5AqsP8OES8d2V-XXm9Og4gJdWfsRHd5vR-Tg2t3ydXskW_Aw1AARN9LosCuke7-wB-Gw6s2aD-LaWEqo0AlbQDeyl5ksku8Mi5QroTLfpDiOwiPiJyKJjv1kDUTwSkK1NaHC9W7CJ_WM5c=w395-h400" width="395" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhWqXJyxW6BKniqPxT3OA-gpJhIsUlDHo3qgjC6KxJ-zET89PzOgf4cFs2CBRcqvGU4QJIud2_6Q3d-M5lTGr-gAXVcl66OUvcPgTOLzNb6b9sDb1L-Bg6ZbrBd7ls6YjDkIhr1z3n4d386QMSq8EkJE_YXTS5OXKqMCF3qKhfXExmpleH3ifDoPemZ=s537" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="537" data-original-width="492" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhWqXJyxW6BKniqPxT3OA-gpJhIsUlDHo3qgjC6KxJ-zET89PzOgf4cFs2CBRcqvGU4QJIud2_6Q3d-M5lTGr-gAXVcl66OUvcPgTOLzNb6b9sDb1L-Bg6ZbrBd7ls6YjDkIhr1z3n4d386QMSq8EkJE_YXTS5OXKqMCF3qKhfXExmpleH3ifDoPemZ=w366-h400" width="366" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFrQbYxuqFUiHoqjD99-FwHyz1dM7wKmh9PhjoCF47ekAJPeaBalfHwOzEifWBi-9aHc-wfYAm-ITCqqvsVB1Q03exJDfflKc6jSYHby15wIfAQ2BLIxsU024SPQ_ybOig3WIg6w0YK3FB1M1WJqlKSNo7WyQgr0qJQWINsGsD7tjomyH6E8KjCyPg=s492" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="492" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFrQbYxuqFUiHoqjD99-FwHyz1dM7wKmh9PhjoCF47ekAJPeaBalfHwOzEifWBi-9aHc-wfYAm-ITCqqvsVB1Q03exJDfflKc6jSYHby15wIfAQ2BLIxsU024SPQ_ybOig3WIg6w0YK3FB1M1WJqlKSNo7WyQgr0qJQWINsGsD7tjomyH6E8KjCyPg=w400-h314" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Pffft</i>, I say. I mean, he's <b><span style="color: red;">nice</span></b> in his giant galumphing way, but I do not do cuddles with The Human, so mostly he's a <i><span style="color: red;">convenience </span></i>when I get to feeling chummy. But <b>heavens</b>! No, he's not, like, my <span style="color: red;"><b>Valentine</b></span> or nuffing!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Well, I think she's a <i><span style="color: red;">darn cute girlcat</span></i>, and I like her. I follow her from room to room and I <b><span style="color: red;">really</span></b> like to curl up next to her. She's <b><i>so very</i></b> soft and pretty.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">We both hope you all have a very <b><span style="color: red;">Happy Valentine's</span></b> (or <i><span style="color: red;"><b>Pal</b>entine's</span></i>) <b><span style="color: red;">Day</span></b>!</span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-47549018421722033852022-01-22T20:40:00.000-08:002022-01-22T20:40:13.584-08:00Sunday Selfie: We've Been Busy<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjV83WzTSElsNLWjHdwJbJlDVfVE6X2hABtswPiKJ59xVG8xwQAnCFtusGhke9XXIXLcah7ywaLbZ3E0MQWJLUuN4fXgeZMtqF-HELTqVwwTmFqozSl42_8Kr9UWaI-6PW1rHD36hbf4LCREIvRmcWejyglLvB6lj77SWS7_a2KSGKTEe75lq1YjeFI=s700" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="601" data-original-width="700" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjV83WzTSElsNLWjHdwJbJlDVfVE6X2hABtswPiKJ59xVG8xwQAnCFtusGhke9XXIXLcah7ywaLbZ3E0MQWJLUuN4fXgeZMtqF-HELTqVwwTmFqozSl42_8Kr9UWaI-6PW1rHD36hbf4LCREIvRmcWejyglLvB6lj77SWS7_a2KSGKTEe75lq1YjeFI=s16000" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Well, I suppose that depends on your definition of <b><span style="color: #d9ead3;">'BUSY'</span></b>, doesn't it? What it seems to mean around here is the Human <i>goes about her activities</i> and mostly leaves us to our own devices during the daytime. We make our own <b><i><span style="color: #d9ead3;">fun</span></i></b>.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Sometimes, when Buddy gets tired of wreaking havoc in Bethlehem, and I have whapped the floppy fish into submission (<i>Thanks, Auntie Karin!</i>), I let him join me in a sunpuddle. Friday, I even allowed him to rest his ginormous smelly BoyCat paws on my sweet little tum. I don't know what came over me; just <b><span style="color: #d9ead3;">LOOK</span></b> at the size of them, compared to my delicate little GirlCat feetz. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">He's just </span><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b>HUGE</b></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">.</span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-56611400722509310982022-01-08T22:45:00.001-08:002022-01-08T22:46:01.716-08:00Sunday Selfie: Take Some Cat Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiFpesVteN09S3-nNXu1WVHFJq1JFRUlqos9BdAtGNivmjFz_ZTxCKqPS3mkUtWPMTOlw-OlX3keQbX_vcjEqIDEWoMw-MFz2Zm_XVCopJJBWsDvdRpPPuMFOCwP4O4Hw0dshVVK0JigCfNXrbIEEOHV_LO1EL2nXx223hc2s8kTXmO-92j1_Kcm_u=s517" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="517" data-original-width="517" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiFpesVteN09S3-nNXu1WVHFJq1JFRUlqos9BdAtGNivmjFz_ZTxCKqPS3mkUtWPMTOlw-OlX3keQbX_vcjEqIDEWoMw-MFz2Zm_XVCopJJBWsDvdRpPPuMFOCwP4O4Hw0dshVVK0JigCfNXrbIEEOHV_LO1EL2nXx223hc2s8kTXmO-92j1_Kcm_u=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i>At last</i></b> . . . front and center on my own blog! It's been <i>furever</i> since I didn't </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">have </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">to share with that <b><span style="color: #ecb869;">tabby barbarian</span></b>.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">And I have a little story for you, and your people too.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">The Human was out walking a couple of weeks ago, and came upon <b><i><span style="color: #ecb869;">this</span></i></b>:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjQ4Fs1pQKp7KEAoPrpkl-V6u9SLrYZw6pGERxWMmdANZ0MGnf7jPTpCjXhe0zxZ6iL33RAAYnObKlK9a7LvMsNPIrSnks2t35PfMwRC2YcYJlrSsrT2LTrJcvUhBpqZTFUjHS1r94TzbgnfgTfp774cUGq28iIT5ers9j5PG_iVVIhJt4dE5XfYO4w=s582" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="582" data-original-width="517" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjQ4Fs1pQKp7KEAoPrpkl-V6u9SLrYZw6pGERxWMmdANZ0MGnf7jPTpCjXhe0zxZ6iL33RAAYnObKlK9a7LvMsNPIrSnks2t35PfMwRC2YcYJlrSsrT2LTrJcvUhBpqZTFUjHS1r94TzbgnfgTfp774cUGq28iIT5ers9j5PG_iVVIhJt4dE5XfYO4w=w355-h400" width="355" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Take some cat love? Well, <b>sure! </b>She's on board with that!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">So <i>of course</i> she took some.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKS96XYYgARZzijKKKD6Mi4zgCaKg7WAyEvOIFXqply8VNhHslebRfuLDbU-Vlmx5XeRAPdIxIFuJk-bBQzNjZDAY3UKd03aUMtzQ5UGiaLG4feUOmjhaAJJkFalYA00yXDovJORf9sofI3yn2rnsFh5W6fnYV3qJjS0NuaUFbz4pPzQWRDb8iNz1N=s517" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="517" height="344" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKS96XYYgARZzijKKKD6Mi4zgCaKg7WAyEvOIFXqply8VNhHslebRfuLDbU-Vlmx5XeRAPdIxIFuJk-bBQzNjZDAY3UKd03aUMtzQ5UGiaLG4feUOmjhaAJJkFalYA00yXDovJORf9sofI3yn2rnsFh5W6fnYV3qJjS0NuaUFbz4pPzQWRDb8iNz1N=w400-h344" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Because, really, isn't life still <b><span style="color: #ecb869;">pretty weird</span></b> for <b><i>all</i></b> the Humans?</span></div><p><br /></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-44706849777670831552022-01-02T17:16:00.001-08:002022-01-02T17:16:58.728-08:00Sunday Selfie: Happy 2022!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoTRAZebPbywn82YZVg8A6P8rIS_XvR7EIAt-e-GSL3QIjk0bg96ICWVgzLdfVK7Z0Ojoh324wUuHBhDxk-9Wy5CtukKLoRzlTbPnNRh_IEP2NBmsRLQankaE82gDU8sYQbZaz0qXYladMWj6CTpU0ynqkRnZaBlQf4ZqhC3lsLIQ8ztn3XarA42Jk=s750" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="750" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoTRAZebPbywn82YZVg8A6P8rIS_XvR7EIAt-e-GSL3QIjk0bg96ICWVgzLdfVK7Z0Ojoh324wUuHBhDxk-9Wy5CtukKLoRzlTbPnNRh_IEP2NBmsRLQankaE82gDU8sYQbZaz0qXYladMWj6CTpU0ynqkRnZaBlQf4ZqhC3lsLIQ8ztn3XarA42Jk=s16000" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-77625855623543687772021-12-27T20:24:00.000-08:002021-12-27T20:24:11.772-08:00Tales of the Tailios<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi0mS9pA5wE0FkzfaCBVSJTGLmcG6rj6tbwN9VDyP3lW8gn-wgIsRlf4Sgbhn4xHiVtxLwJPx5ZnogGjqcCKb2ffiS6SMaADmW4wlF1zIQEpqHmzdE6Zj1dRZwJhN4ux2IDH0kTmkyXoNmFvxbfh4ZqjetoAsjNnqzZzzIUl8Uy-bevtRKixrlNRJ4N=s750" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" data-original-height="364" data-original-width="750" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi0mS9pA5wE0FkzfaCBVSJTGLmcG6rj6tbwN9VDyP3lW8gn-wgIsRlf4Sgbhn4xHiVtxLwJPx5ZnogGjqcCKb2ffiS6SMaADmW4wlF1zIQEpqHmzdE6Zj1dRZwJhN4ux2IDH0kTmkyXoNmFvxbfh4ZqjetoAsjNnqzZzzIUl8Uy-bevtRKixrlNRJ4N=s16000" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Gigi has quite a <b><i><span style="color: #e69138;">nice tailio</span></i>,</b> I think. It is thick, and multicolored, and contrasts nicely with her snowy furs. Mine is <span style="color: #f6b26b;">so-so</span>; it's long enough I guess, but <b><i><span style="color: #e69138;">not</span></i></b> <i>floofy</i>, and so looks a bit anemic for my body type. I think I would be <b>handsomer</b> if I had more <b><i><span style="color: #e69138;">heft</span></i></b> in my rear appendage.</span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-50192378531087344932021-12-24T09:36:00.000-08:002021-12-24T09:36:20.802-08:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6ClmMQ1XSFCeN4HQ57n7JJSceugcdTcYOsbnnE3C6K9TQ6m4oB2if_pzivnHwg9tOfAgoZY4RZNq1ubSr5KhpNkIM8A_icevEcC7YmhcdzX_wb7-EJ9XNUik-Tw3nG8xFN87OcLr7uGT_WOHymt8_EoA9877h4Z9qjV75WrjxeUiKIJaY9oQoIMtd=s750" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="750" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6ClmMQ1XSFCeN4HQ57n7JJSceugcdTcYOsbnnE3C6K9TQ6m4oB2if_pzivnHwg9tOfAgoZY4RZNq1ubSr5KhpNkIM8A_icevEcC7YmhcdzX_wb7-EJ9XNUik-Tw3nG8xFN87OcLr7uGT_WOHymt8_EoA9877h4Z9qjV75WrjxeUiKIJaY9oQoIMtd=s16000" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-76443081483380045672021-12-22T23:27:00.000-08:002021-12-22T23:27:24.744-08:00We've Been Good, Santa!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj9E_ChN7aiCeKB9VQ_qM_bozGcQtlNfg-DIN1C4Zb_ahl_OVQ4hLTO1EUpNSy0EoBylJstNRLzkYpJ39oAAgeZRh2D6xDz9ShAtewnnBcQOnDS--2_rcVQwKXkh8DjaCf-ZMt1I_SfYh9OR_cxicL_8n_uGi6HrqqDsJ-qrLDF4arYGm3HT1j8kIcp=s500" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj9E_ChN7aiCeKB9VQ_qM_bozGcQtlNfg-DIN1C4Zb_ahl_OVQ4hLTO1EUpNSy0EoBylJstNRLzkYpJ39oAAgeZRh2D6xDz9ShAtewnnBcQOnDS--2_rcVQwKXkh8DjaCf-ZMt1I_SfYh9OR_cxicL_8n_uGi6HrqqDsJ-qrLDF4arYGm3HT1j8kIcp=s16000" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Here it is the week before Christmas, and what is<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"> <b><i>simple-minded Buddy</i></b></span> posting about? Right! Me whapping ornaments and him smashing angels. <b><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Get with the program</span></b>, brother!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I am going to have to be <span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><i>more strict </i></span>about previewing and editing his posts. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">But to do that, I need to stay awake, and <b><i><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">napping</span></i></b> is so tempting....</span></div><p></p><p><br /> </p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-43537527813107928102021-12-19T13:16:00.001-08:002021-12-19T19:09:35.686-08:00Sunday Selfie: So Many Things, So Little Time<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj12EkZF7UsIWkq8UZL_a4hJTc0Q7QQDLvnwpQTjevK2buR1gxAgQVfMz-M0H19yAmtPbHoxe8uY02jVm7tqMjAAywu-lUaolKxd7thEqLGPdKAcjaRDmmLnBhi0IzPbWr19g6gTsJsql29S1uZuX3ay_txHBmtvzyle2ONKvAZTY163eJrY7klKuzb=s495" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="495" data-original-width="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj12EkZF7UsIWkq8UZL_a4hJTc0Q7QQDLvnwpQTjevK2buR1gxAgQVfMz-M0H19yAmtPbHoxe8uY02jVm7tqMjAAywu-lUaolKxd7thEqLGPdKAcjaRDmmLnBhi0IzPbWr19g6gTsJsql29S1uZuX3ay_txHBmtvzyle2ONKvAZTY163eJrY7klKuzb=s16000" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">You already know what a Very Good Boy I am, so that's not really the issue here.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;">No, the real issue is how <b><span style="color: red;">irresponsible and unreasonable </span></b>it is of the Human to put out all these Angels and expect Gigi and me to show the kind of <i>superfeline <b>restraint</b></i> that should not be expected from even the most domesticated of kitties, which we certainly are <b><span style="color: red;">not</span></b>!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Now Gigi is more an ornament-batting kind of gal. Me, I prefer my victims to have faces, and to silently scream in shock and dismay when they are rudely dumped on their keisters (do angels even have those?) </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">So far, I have spared them. But temptation is strong and there are still many days till <b><span style="color: red;"><i>Crispmouse</i></span></b>. Stay tuned!<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-91522764050339442002021-12-17T22:10:00.002-08:002021-12-19T13:23:38.352-08:00Close Encounters of the Buddy Kind<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi2-9j9SnraaNjL3YoM6TeFK-CNM98c10vqoVru-NExHp91gkXzzBrllJp7pfgqyQR5tNOJdk-TIbvetkyNg8wopx2AmJW-b_086a3BlaCKU6V6JHLXnSXT9AMAPQotCaYoVH9dnR6HMvvDxjyFy2Sz6xpceT4KzyQvOBUYb2hscsqHtPLnNyBLx7c4=s743" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="743" data-original-width="725" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi2-9j9SnraaNjL3YoM6TeFK-CNM98c10vqoVru-NExHp91gkXzzBrllJp7pfgqyQR5tNOJdk-TIbvetkyNg8wopx2AmJW-b_086a3BlaCKU6V6JHLXnSXT9AMAPQotCaYoVH9dnR6HMvvDxjyFy2Sz6xpceT4KzyQvOBUYb2hscsqHtPLnNyBLx7c4=s16000" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Since arriving here this summer, the <b><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Overgrown Tabby</span></b> and I have kept a respectful distance between us. I do <i><b><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">whap</span><span style="color: #d9d2e9;"> </span></b></i>him if he gets in my way (I was here <i>first</i>, and I'm a feisty girlcat; he came a month later, and is a big, lumbering, not-all-that-bright boy. I mean, when he crosses my path without prior approval, <b><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">I hit him</span></b>). Isn't that the Way of the Girlcat?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">So imagine how surprised our Human was this morning to find us very nearly <b><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">snuggling </span></b>on the bed, as the sunshine streamed in after days of gloom. It was all going really well, too, until Buddy overstepped his bounds and stuck his nosicle in places it absolutely did not belong. Did I <b><i><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">whap</span></i></b> him? I will let you draw your own conclusions about that.</span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-66550955815183114912021-12-15T23:00:00.002-08:002021-12-15T23:00:46.641-08:00Enough of That Overgrown Tabby! *I* Am Adorable, You Know<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiNGGjoABBcKuDMta7gdFH7e_Ixk7AR8sCEl0v3aG4SYJueYnMs1HccR8AkSLwE4ys6j0DPCisg-uwINYcvrF5J5TlQSYFflO8pLCmR3PXwQZErNfvWYTzjhdX9jJXKA9b10OMld0B7ZvB-bwaD0m8DcG6QrRxlg3p_AV0UIN15RieUhRJJHggZPLuw=s500" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="498" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiNGGjoABBcKuDMta7gdFH7e_Ixk7AR8sCEl0v3aG4SYJueYnMs1HccR8AkSLwE4ys6j0DPCisg-uwINYcvrF5J5TlQSYFflO8pLCmR3PXwQZErNfvWYTzjhdX9jJXKA9b10OMld0B7ZvB-bwaD0m8DcG6QrRxlg3p_AV0UIN15RieUhRJJHggZPLuw=s16000" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: white;">When I first got here, I did not permit the Human to pet me, even though I really did </span><b><i><span style="color: #ddabae;">want</span></i></b> <span style="color: white;">to. After a while, I decided maybe it might feel very nice, and it </span><span style="color: #ddabae; font-weight: bold;">does</span>. <span style="color: white;">I go all melty and purry. <i><b>You-Know-Who</b></i> gets all jealous though, and comes and butts his giant head on her arm so he can get his share. I am not thrilled by this, but she says,</span> <i><span style="color: #ddabae;">I have two hands, Gigi</span></i><span style="color: white;">. And sure enough, she <b>does</b>.</span></span></div><br /> <p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-54692344675820516982021-12-13T22:08:00.000-08:002021-12-13T22:08:11.731-08:00(Belated) Sunday Selfie: In 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEixj8I69OOX8mMRnK66QP3lm0zIdbGtgftcgGW17uyKnPSYNR1LXNWNRj9xuXE5l6AEbwGjB1325UrpZBqMrJ9tThVVTBd_B-R9CfWMzgjRAPIVOR4s-7l5Xfo_G3jvyeqjbYUUFbald30rwCTw2xKy6czmrnyzHAqlhQ8RXoj15qANEOwTXCn4dYWW=s500" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEixj8I69OOX8mMRnK66QP3lm0zIdbGtgftcgGW17uyKnPSYNR1LXNWNRj9xuXE5l6AEbwGjB1325UrpZBqMrJ9tThVVTBd_B-R9CfWMzgjRAPIVOR4s-7l5Xfo_G3jvyeqjbYUUFbald30rwCTw2xKy6czmrnyzHAqlhQ8RXoj15qANEOwTXCn4dYWW=s16000" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-85471719459711026572021-12-11T17:13:00.001-08:002021-12-11T17:13:43.065-08:00'Get Off'<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Why <b><i>should</i></b> I get off? Does anything look <b><i>broken</i></b> to you? Out of place? </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgg69yyuDg74TUes-LtNjnbOAgSaxvJlzkxOwYqRatDkvmdxEThyt-SHds8KF9mi40kFoHbd-UGRVzRzrKAZ8JFiJvRRQedyjpdMoxvaE-gQLCJKBdegCKHwOZpbU5uUgfm0dWhQkgvy6IRj1WCWoSk3IYC4Edmu5nwGOSqU-852ScKSA_DGVycwqJY=s667" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgg69yyuDg74TUes-LtNjnbOAgSaxvJlzkxOwYqRatDkvmdxEThyt-SHds8KF9mi40kFoHbd-UGRVzRzrKAZ8JFiJvRRQedyjpdMoxvaE-gQLCJKBdegCKHwOZpbU5uUgfm0dWhQkgvy6IRj1WCWoSk3IYC4Edmu5nwGOSqU-852ScKSA_DGVycwqJY=s16000" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I will take your request under advisement, </span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">but I warn you that you are unlikely to prevail.</div></span></div>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-23477290518018113612021-12-05T09:48:00.002-08:002021-12-05T12:00:24.357-08:00Sunday Selfie: Budzilla Whaps the Wise Guys<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuuhHQoQPnt91GovwunOKMGCb1upf5NtfVUSLu6aScnvGjJYbDfTrXsQd6DlEGslx4_M9efjY7EI55LxjDH2SVm1YEs3VgVJ2I0kDiBaU1-h7FB_fyOBcO1ZCcUCEoNLNT-Ra-bEq8r6o/s550/Budzilla.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="413" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuuhHQoQPnt91GovwunOKMGCb1upf5NtfVUSLu6aScnvGjJYbDfTrXsQd6DlEGslx4_M9efjY7EI55LxjDH2SVm1YEs3VgVJ2I0kDiBaU1-h7FB_fyOBcO1ZCcUCEoNLNT-Ra-bEq8r6o/w300-h400/Budzilla.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">My, my. What have we here?</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKc390BgXZY7TXMn06IVhZlYndTIWkAs6_GYPVCYlRCI3HKE-InCVnKpErc8SISLfL8tgOn0QjsVCNUKCrPbfOFcjrulzV8vBtvu78OdLUXi-k9cWEfsOIROJ55l2J0QYRN2zfW6ieTp0/s550/Budzilla+3a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="413" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKc390BgXZY7TXMn06IVhZlYndTIWkAs6_GYPVCYlRCI3HKE-InCVnKpErc8SISLfL8tgOn0QjsVCNUKCrPbfOFcjrulzV8vBtvu78OdLUXi-k9cWEfsOIROJ55l2J0QYRN2zfW6ieTp0/w300-h400/Budzilla+3a.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">His gift wasn't good enough. Worse,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">it wasn't for me. Whap! One down.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJQ_XCeNzzd_S8Is1MfWcunulRNAVTLPaStwjVDu5cQ5yPRsIWXweI8DYmh_c8jHJSx8qGscB02fKCYnKaih_zZnCN4CbGpGxWX_2SfktEXjZUBGzyRKti8dTt5onQQcq406S0mg7pC24/s2048/Budzilla+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJQ_XCeNzzd_S8Is1MfWcunulRNAVTLPaStwjVDu5cQ5yPRsIWXweI8DYmh_c8jHJSx8qGscB02fKCYnKaih_zZnCN4CbGpGxWX_2SfktEXjZUBGzyRKti8dTt5onQQcq406S0mg7pC24/w300-h400/Budzilla+2.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">It's a little hard to see, but down near</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">my paws, Mary & Joseph got whapped too.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX81XelCfqlQX-job_DgUsACVJ0ErRgYECzCuNhOe0Fq-5WF0Zlef6oVRmnhVTscrk1Tqs6VRpsXLNVh-W2IPygnMXLE8QAx4zuJ_3IKyNc_H3KhEFLdFZNBQyt7ZQNu5Hq5Lq1izbiiY/s550/Budzilla+4a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="413" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX81XelCfqlQX-job_DgUsACVJ0ErRgYECzCuNhOe0Fq-5WF0Zlef6oVRmnhVTscrk1Tqs6VRpsXLNVh-W2IPygnMXLE8QAx4zuJ_3IKyNc_H3KhEFLdFZNBQyt7ZQNu5Hq5Lq1izbiiY/w300-h400/Budzilla+4a.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">My work here is done.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">For now.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><br /><i><span style="font-family: georgia;">P.S. He didn't tell you that he <b>flipped Baby Jesus into a face-plant </b>on the manger floor, did he? I thought not. </span></i><div><i><span style="font-family: georgia;">~Gigi the Good</span></i><p></p></div>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-69981882030086985112021-11-14T20:31:00.000-08:002021-11-14T20:31:32.274-08:00Sunday Selfie: Synchronized Sleeping<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJpO_Z-BmswVoSCEYmmj6yJSGkzK1EaVQfUClCSpku8-42OGxry3advUl3gyOm3BkvYtBHqQIWIp-sT__y8z3mF89rCjP4ohPzNGZp1F1TNYt9IY_RI4qjbqjLaJrSfHJxoZ23yGrMNg/s770/SS-SS4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="578" data-original-width="770" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJpO_Z-BmswVoSCEYmmj6yJSGkzK1EaVQfUClCSpku8-42OGxry3advUl3gyOm3BkvYtBHqQIWIp-sT__y8z3mF89rCjP4ohPzNGZp1F1TNYt9IY_RI4qjbqjLaJrSfHJxoZ23yGrMNg/s16000/SS-SS4.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="text-align: left;">Here we are again after a long week of the Human's failing to heed our desperate pleas to post, as we are hoping not to repeat that four-month absence from our still-infant blog (</span><i style="text-align: left;">the title of which I find unacceptably exclusionary. ~<span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Buddy, the Trustworthy Tabby</span></i><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">)</span>. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">At least she has acceded to our more-than-reasonable request this evening. Now we must lobby hard to get her to help us visit our new friends, who must wonder about our enforced silence. It just isn't <b><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">right</span></b>, Kitties. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-91900130271427012402021-11-07T09:58:00.000-08:002021-11-07T09:58:39.748-08:00Sunday Selfie: I See You<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglQEU3fSUmdTND7adRWBmBY-Ast6lb-3Za1JqXlO3uxzEXWUmnsAnlYhK3MMfA760qzgmTk4HD4_0XYoGODVU8sQ0aiHOXtkP_b2iGJ6-eMQnA0YonlW1CBHaO5iBYLm2XIaPW_slro64/s725/SSGigipanels2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" data-original-height="339" data-original-width="725" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglQEU3fSUmdTND7adRWBmBY-Ast6lb-3Za1JqXlO3uxzEXWUmnsAnlYhK3MMfA760qzgmTk4HD4_0XYoGODVU8sQ0aiHOXtkP_b2iGJ6-eMQnA0YonlW1CBHaO5iBYLm2XIaPW_slro64/s16000/SSGigipanels2.jpg" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-23646893708741206602021-11-05T22:52:00.000-07:002021-11-05T22:52:37.292-07:00Where's.My.Breakfast?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihlRYTNsjK7TyRuAk8FTVIzN1F9OcirBHl5SfXtM0jKvgCkzqdA_dNn5mXaQBMC3SwzacnO9sVqcHDUTtcO-HJURw0g_KopPCh8mJk5Um2dmqBXpl7Y0zk37JMqFPUHpQFesn_nDcYRW8/s591/BUDDY+BREAKFAST3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="591" data-original-width="500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihlRYTNsjK7TyRuAk8FTVIzN1F9OcirBHl5SfXtM0jKvgCkzqdA_dNn5mXaQBMC3SwzacnO9sVqcHDUTtcO-HJURw0g_KopPCh8mJk5Um2dmqBXpl7Y0zk37JMqFPUHpQFesn_nDcYRW8/w542-h640/BUDDY+BREAKFAST3.jpg" width="542" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">It's 7:28 a.m. and she's on the computer. Does she not understand that I have not eaten a <b><span style="color: #a2cd5d;">morsel</span></b> since maybe 10:30 p.m., like four days ago. <br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">A few weeks back, the Stabby Place Person said I was getting to be the "F"-word (no, not <i>that</i> one, Sillies--the <i>three-letter</i> one). Does that mean I am no longer going to get my <b><i><span style="color: #a2cd5d;">foods</span></i></b>, I wonder?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I confess I am more than a little <b><span style="color: #a2cd5d;">worried</span></b>, my furiends.</span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-68666160209576951342021-11-02T13:40:00.002-07:002021-11-02T13:40:36.156-07:00He Licked My Precious FursAnd I Will Never Be the Same <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3C-tobBsPEjS1uICS8BzhXBqGte8dkRUYzzRoFQwJFLNDTWlx6oCmrTl8k9XE3v6AaLp9W_hLSoIHDJGhEXx7OWCsoHV7xdV2-RTUDCwmQ5hRqzNwYU8a6TiPNHyy4s4BR8_pR7zlkE/s600/Together1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="535" data-original-width="600" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3C-tobBsPEjS1uICS8BzhXBqGte8dkRUYzzRoFQwJFLNDTWlx6oCmrTl8k9XE3v6AaLp9W_hLSoIHDJGhEXx7OWCsoHV7xdV2-RTUDCwmQ5hRqzNwYU8a6TiPNHyy4s4BR8_pR7zlkE/w400-h356/Together1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">We were enjoying a companionable post-breakfast lie-about </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">when I fell asleep on the bed. In the depths of my slumbers, I heard an unmistakable slurping. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I thought, "Oh good! Stinky Boy is taking a baff!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Oh Kitties, I have never been <b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">so</span></b> completely wrong in my life!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT8InU0-rb908on930fmjhRqSHSNikcMPE4hxaTv7nqnCOJ3n3Ik_15Fur-ER4IfzqLYl2N147FlF6qrRsWm2-MMPowhxBd0h0VLQg5dV3b8eBSzlwT3pCd00pbYEh47oJhZYPwjd4CW0/s599/Wet+G2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="535" data-original-width="599" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT8InU0-rb908on930fmjhRqSHSNikcMPE4hxaTv7nqnCOJ3n3Ik_15Fur-ER4IfzqLYl2N147FlF6qrRsWm2-MMPowhxBd0h0VLQg5dV3b8eBSzlwT3pCd00pbYEh47oJhZYPwjd4CW0/w400-h358/Wet+G2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">And here is the fresh evidence. I lodged a <b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">complaint </span></b>with the local magistrate <i>(okay, just the Human)</i> who took an official photograph of the still-damp incriminating evidence. Believe me, Kitties, that wet spot did not come from <b><i>this</i></b> sugar-and-spice girlcat. Surely it will dry, right?</span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large; text-align: left;"> </span></div><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-50712558070322196522021-10-31T10:47:00.002-07:002021-10-31T10:47:46.872-07:00Sunday Selfie: Happy Halloween, Kitties & Humans<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> We have a nice <strike>treat</strike> <span style="color: #ffa400;"><b>spidey</b></span> for later. We hope you do, too.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuAmaHQ_MBHyvzdb0LFEgteMefhRh-42_MwxH2dXXkldmAkxcrMV13ITz-YaT-nT7u1WlVNKZWaNodWzRfcMDeUyhp6gDNelFrO37K0pxAmBdaxOHkoSUb3fB5gQ5K4gO8YRb3QCEJ0s/s714/GBHalloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="701" data-original-width="714" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuAmaHQ_MBHyvzdb0LFEgteMefhRh-42_MwxH2dXXkldmAkxcrMV13ITz-YaT-nT7u1WlVNKZWaNodWzRfcMDeUyhp6gDNelFrO37K0pxAmBdaxOHkoSUb3fB5gQ5K4gO8YRb3QCEJ0s/s16000/GBHalloween.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Buddy: </b> I wish we didn't have to share him. He's not that big.</span></div><p></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Gigi:</b> Maybe the Human will get us another one.</span></div><p></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Buddy: </b>Yeah, but she'd dead him for us, so it wouldn't be any fun.</span></div><p></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Gigi: </b>Oh, like <i>you've</i> ever killed anything by yourself!</span></div><p></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Buddy:</b> I'm a lover, not a fighter.</span></div><p></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Gigi: </b>You're just a chubby pacifist. Are you e</span><span style="font-size: medium;">ven a real cat?</span> </div><p></p></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Buddy:</b> Well, now you've hurt my feelings</span></div><p></p></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Gigi:</b> Q.E.D.</div><p></p></blockquote></blockquote><p style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-22332696526167496812021-10-28T21:09:00.000-07:002021-10-28T21:09:41.367-07:00Must I Really Change My Header to Add His Picture?<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><span>I mean, just look at me! I am delicate and purrfect in every way. He is large and kind of smelly and will take up so much room that *my* picture will have to be smaller. Does he really even care? And if I must give him room on the header, will he also expect to have a voice on *my* blog? And I feel quite panicky when I think about whether or not there will be a blog-name change! Pardon me now while I rest.</span></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="color: white;"><b>I</b> am . . .</span><b style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: white;"> </span><br /></b></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="color: #f9cb9c; font-style: italic;">Sugar</b></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> and </span><span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>spice</i></b></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> and everything </span><b style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #f9cb9c;">nice</span></b></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9FtluOa8dP163-ll_1Vz3bMSJoSE_JqnCjzhuTMfn7ZleNc_OsXX4wHG5led3zb6aitSKBFv4_Nw1hjlbDUmmB_tFCL7XKTss17wSONOiYmoZYEefDjBnWioW9fLmjv4dazXwwEhnb0A/s633/GIGI+curl2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="616" data-original-width="633" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9FtluOa8dP163-ll_1Vz3bMSJoSE_JqnCjzhuTMfn7ZleNc_OsXX4wHG5led3zb6aitSKBFv4_Nw1hjlbDUmmB_tFCL7XKTss17wSONOiYmoZYEefDjBnWioW9fLmjv4dazXwwEhnb0A/w400-h389/GIGI+curl2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">And<b> he</b> is . . . <br /><b><i><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Snips</span></i></b> and <b><i><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">snails</span></i></b>, and <b><i><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">puppy dogs' tails</span></i></b></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieXiH9wSHP4Awk5atgLiZdkor4XzXuSCN6om-jLftceEc1ve20sjAF0nXnoWpsqxT98xn94lCeoE2MRo6UVLxsnSRob0SVgJHT71MK5ZXFQw2wKMXJbI-2QBu1b8WK2c-eF1hlFYEuquA/s633/BUD+Sit2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="617" data-original-width="633" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieXiH9wSHP4Awk5atgLiZdkor4XzXuSCN6om-jLftceEc1ve20sjAF0nXnoWpsqxT98xn94lCeoE2MRo6UVLxsnSRob0SVgJHT71MK5ZXFQw2wKMXJbI-2QBu1b8WK2c-eF1hlFYEuquA/w400-h390/BUD+Sit2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-59539042997479278022021-10-26T16:17:00.000-07:002021-10-26T16:17:15.599-07:00I Like Him Best When I'm Asleeping<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLxN4wEGNsd-WM9QPNnHWlVaTX8YrbOqj-yfY-1zw2lWGjMPBs7xPSER6KHVkXJMTcRFdFoeaR8uYs9Ou3fu-U9TRtgvvdp9b3HjwhW07Q6TpVGNpPCIsYrhxaSrzjJ2kwzWLxucAPKr8/s600/COZY2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-right: 0em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLxN4wEGNsd-WM9QPNnHWlVaTX8YrbOqj-yfY-1zw2lWGjMPBs7xPSER6KHVkXJMTcRFdFoeaR8uYs9Ou3fu-U9TRtgvvdp9b3HjwhW07Q6TpVGNpPCIsYrhxaSrzjJ2kwzWLxucAPKr8/s16000/COZY2.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">He's </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">touching</span></b><span style="font-family: georgia;"> me, right? I </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><i><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">know </span></i></b><span style="font-family: georgia;">he's touching me. </span><b style="font-family: georgia;">HEY</b><span style="font-family: georgia;">, </span><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">BOYCAT</span></i><span style="font-family: georgia;">! Did I </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">say</span></b><span style="font-family: georgia;"> you could touch me?</span></span></p><p> </p><p><i>P.S. As always, <b>CK </b>is right. Poor Buddy is an UNCAT. His picture needs to get up top PDQ.</i></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-84700634934946372762021-10-25T10:03:00.002-07:002021-10-25T10:04:16.190-07:00Buddy & Gigi, Month 5<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqpPKou7WvfWpTtTO2dkVdQF8Yi7t8ywI_rb-POKxS7r0v67CfGK6e7JPI7p2wUr-XOoTVfTSwwBS-LO2AfhBlucEP5woPEScthqsWUoXixVB5N7usNzxboO3B8xz6DYXbVQ_bYB271cE/s546/CHAIR+GIGI2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="546" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqpPKou7WvfWpTtTO2dkVdQF8Yi7t8ywI_rb-POKxS7r0v67CfGK6e7JPI7p2wUr-XOoTVfTSwwBS-LO2AfhBlucEP5woPEScthqsWUoXixVB5N7usNzxboO3B8xz6DYXbVQ_bYB271cE/w366-h400/CHAIR+GIGI2.jpg" width="366" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>"But this is <b>my </b>chair!"<br /></span><span>"WAS your chair."</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4PA04QN8zmZrNuTBTrzh_h5hwm964ya0UA880SPQF6xlBc8mcV6ejE1_3OKXl_qmQ98aYTyuCHmgp2U1DS_yskCFDKJmpWX2WIwOBgYhyphenhyphenkq4VgUu-3ivOd2Z9pifmWHP35NzQl6hxMZU/s546/BUDDY+MODEST3.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="546" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4PA04QN8zmZrNuTBTrzh_h5hwm964ya0UA880SPQF6xlBc8mcV6ejE1_3OKXl_qmQ98aYTyuCHmgp2U1DS_yskCFDKJmpWX2WIwOBgYhyphenhyphenkq4VgUu-3ivOd2Z9pifmWHP35NzQl6hxMZU/w366-h400/BUDDY+MODEST3.jpg" width="366" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">"Okay, </span><b style="font-family: georgia;"><i>THIS</i> </b><span style="font-family: georgia;">is my chair."</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">"For now."</span></div>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-61571200755258715292021-07-04T18:21:00.001-07:002021-07-04T21:47:52.482-07:00Sunday Selfie: Buddy, the Beast in the Bedroom<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDT3CBf2qe4sBj2HPit4cXS_bCtrNwZPm46mLq0YD2fJN6vQxff-iKjOxqQC8XRRjkemk60AAHUftG3envQPKRgBPshHp6wXh5Jn8qPQYVbaRNIZNEPu2MF6sy3gHe-egcVI9vI8DeRk4/s550/BEAST+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="503" data-original-width="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDT3CBf2qe4sBj2HPit4cXS_bCtrNwZPm46mLq0YD2fJN6vQxff-iKjOxqQC8XRRjkemk60AAHUftG3envQPKRgBPshHp6wXh5Jn8qPQYVbaRNIZNEPu2MF6sy3gHe-egcVI9vI8DeRk4/s16000/BEAST+1.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">Well,<i><b><span style="color: #4f7cce;"> Furiends</span></b></i>, as you can see, my life has been thrown into chaos and distress. In *my* bedroom (there is only <b>ONE</b> in this apartment and it is mine-all-mine) lurks a large, lumbering Beast called (ironically, I presume) "<b><span style="color: #4f7cce;">Buddy</span></b>." He's twice my size and real stinky, and he's been here for like three years already, or maybe I mean weeks? Well, it seems like years. I don't care much for him.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">Sometimes I hang out around his partially-closed door and sniff and <b><i><span style="color: #4f7cce;">scream</span></i></b> a little. Tonight he was playing loudly with his <i>(my*)</i> fevvers and I trotted right in. We both <b><span style="color: #4f7cce;">hissed</span></b> once and then I ran away right quick before he could <b>EAT</b> me.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">The Lady here says <i>eventually</i> we will get used to each other, but I am <b><span style="color: #4f7cce;">unconvinced</span></b>.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><span>*</span><b><i><span style="color: #4f7cce;">Everything</span></i></b><span> here is mine. I was here first!</span></span></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425233284986817210.post-9100947579198787072021-06-13T19:41:00.001-07:002021-06-13T19:43:06.794-07:00Sunday Selfie: The Open Door<p><span style="font-size: large;">When the Lady got home from dinner this evening, she said, "Well, Gigi, I've had enough of this" and she lured me down the hallway with the </span><b style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: red;">Dot</span></b><span style="font-size: large;">. A door which had been closed since last Wednesday afternoon had mysteriously been opened, and I came face-to-face with </span><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">this</span></b><span style="font-size: large;">:</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlml9DFOgDg-2K_jTExGo5BtEfE2DQYaGNvahoRQPxC5KtKVIIHi9VIGKk_YBxudxUiylvmNneVC0bNOCOPrMIJxyj1IE1InF52ry3jkH-SOdSBBcTgJb3AbAaP8H_nojasShhkNmLdOE/s486/Buddy+UTB2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="486" data-original-width="450" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlml9DFOgDg-2K_jTExGo5BtEfE2DQYaGNvahoRQPxC5KtKVIIHi9VIGKk_YBxudxUiylvmNneVC0bNOCOPrMIJxyj1IE1InF52ry3jkH-SOdSBBcTgJb3AbAaP8H_nojasShhkNmLdOE/s16000/Buddy+UTB2.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #f0c655; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: x-large;"><i><b>Dear Cod</b>,</i> Kitties! <b>What is it?</b></span></p>Gigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11521788085263616551noreply@blogger.com27