Wednesday, October 8, 2014

                    The Mighty Paws of Stampo

guard me while I sleep peaceably 
in my tiny tent. Plenty of time later to patrol 
and Sing my Songs to the Human.

33 comments:

  1. Oh yes, Spitty. Rest up now, because singing for the human later is very important. You wouldn't want to dissapoint, right? ;)

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  2. The only time I do that is at dinner or in the car.

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  3. We are glad little Stampo is guarding you and keeping things safe - we expect nothing less from a Finncat!

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  4. How lucky your Mommy is to have you sing to her. HahaMeow!

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  5. You have a tent!!!!! Our mom is lusting after one, we haven't seen it but she been oglign the interweb for it.

    emma and buster

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  6. OH Spitty! You look so cute in there! I could just give you all kinds of smooches and snuggles! But since I value my skin, I guess I wont.....

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  7. A nap before Homeland Security sounds good to us Spitty. Have a tremendous Thursday.
    Best wishes Molly

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  8. Ah yes....remember when you and the Admiral used to sing to my mom through the night? Then, when you couldn't make it. Carl came over (Star's bro). xxoo

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  9. Rest up so your voice is ready for singing later.

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  10. Rest well Spitty. Singing to the Human through the night is very important.

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  11. it's a nice gesture to sing to your mom... I'm sure she enjoys every note :o)

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  12. Have a nice nap so that you can sing all night long :-)

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  13. Sounds like you have a good plan Spitty!

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  14. We bet your Mom looks forward to your serenading too ;)
    Purrs Georgia and Julie,
    Treasure and JJ

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  15. lol now you can really sleep in peace with a guard

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  16. I bet you sang some lovely tunes, Spitty. Caroline does that at my mom's bedroom door in the middle of the night. Her favorites are "I Found a Bug (No, Not Really)," "My Paw Just Fell Off (No, Not Really)," and "Help, Help, HELP--Someone is Killing Me (No, Not Really)."

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  17. You alone in there, Spitman, or do you have crawly visitors? HAH! Do we know any of the same songs as we can duet? I have been known to perform The Barber of Seville and Marriage of Figaro with HHGutt in the early morn.

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  18. Hey Spittster you want some company? The Kid Sage about passed out from the heat over here...Dad P forgot to crank up our aircon

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  19. Don't forget the cat Scouts fishing rodeo today. http://15andmeowing.com

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  20. MOL Meez hasn't shut up lately Spitty. Mommy sez meez dwivin hers cwazy cuz me wants to talk to hers fwum da back of da house and expects hers to come to me. MOL Awe yous comin' to da fish rodeo at cat scouts today?

    Luv ya'

    Dezi

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  21. I like to do my singing about 4am. Is that when you like to do your singing, Spitty?

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  22. Oops that was me, Wally, commenting above.

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  23. Well, don't you look snug as a bug in a rug in that thing pal. (Blame M for that snug as a bug thing - I'm embarrassed that she said it (hangs head in shame).

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  24. That looks like a good place to hide and nap, especially if those bedbugs are still wandering about. Enjoy your hidey hole. XO, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo

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  25. Congrats to yer baseball team for beating our Washington Nationals. We hate you!

    3...2...1... Ok we're over that now!

    Good luck in the rest of the games.

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  26. Spitty I hope you Mom appreciated your lovely song!

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  27. Those really are Mighty Paws! Have good naps with those watching over you! Purrs...

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  28. We hope that tiny tent is bug free oh great King Spitty......!!

    Hugs, Sammy

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  29. Yup, rest up so that you may sing all night long!

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