The Musings of a Calico Girl and Buddy the Giant Tabby, as well as the Permanent Record of Spitty the Kitty
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Waiting for Godot
I seem to be having a bit of an existential crisis today. I eat, I nap, I play: But what does it all mean? Just call me Vladimir. Or maybe Vlad the Impaler?
Oh dearie, dearie, dearie Spitty: you've gone all introspective today. I blame that Human of yours (of course!). It was her threat to remove your grocery bag that's caused this crisis, wasn't it, as you contemplate the possibility of being asked to soldier on without it? There is meaning, Spitty. For starters, you do a lot more than eat, nap and play. You rule your dominions, you provide leadership and act as a role model for pusscats around the globe, you set standards for others in everything that you do without ever denigrating the best efforts of those who simply aren't in the same league. You've also showcased the whole spectrum of Human training techniques, from which thousands of pusscats have benefited, even though you, ironically, continue to struggle with getting your Human to consistently perform even some of the most basic tasks consistently well. I could list many more examples of the contribution that you make to planet Earth that you're simply too humble to acknowledge.
We are not sure, but we're glad you're living far away from us. Though you've been helping us out yesterday, thank you, but now let's keep our continents seperated from each other.
Huhu. So now we hurt your feelings? We're no mean girlcats, but scared girlcats! Vampires? Dracula? And didn't you just recently celebrate a picture where your human is BLEEDING??? And now you wonder why we're glad that we're living on two different continents, LITERALLY speaking. We like visiting you ONLINE, but we're not sure whether we want you to come to Europe.
It means you're a cat and a mighty accomplished one in cat things. Tomorrow we will have Part 2 of our Jackson Galaxy Interview. Hope you’ll join us. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
dood....de food servizz gurlz dad hada impala like 50 yeerz ago....bet him still wishes he had that car two.....knot sure what de impala's name waz tho......we dont think it waz vlad ???
Hmmm...purhaps yous should comes and visits mes in Vancouver. While we is staying with Mommy, there is a movie being filmed behind her apartment! Wes got lots of thing to wantch!!! Kisses Nellie (at Mommy's Blog)
Vad the Impaler indeed. And that's a good thing my man. Tell you what. Come on over...the tunnel is warmed up and we will discuss existentialism. Mommy will moderate. UTB at midnight? Big black beddie? It fits two.
20 comments:
Eat, nap, play...not necessarily in that order.
Paging Vlad the Impaler. Please report to my condo. xoxox
We have that dilemma here, too, King Vlad-a-Spit!
Vlad-a-Spit - we love it!
But we're still waiting.
Oh dearie, dearie, dearie Spitty: you've gone all introspective today. I blame that Human of yours (of course!). It was her threat to remove your grocery bag that's caused this crisis, wasn't it, as you contemplate the possibility of being asked to soldier on without it? There is meaning, Spitty. For starters, you do a lot more than eat, nap and play. You rule your dominions, you provide leadership and act as a role model for pusscats around the globe, you set standards for others in everything that you do without ever denigrating the best efforts of those who simply aren't in the same league. You've also showcased the whole spectrum of Human training techniques, from which thousands of pusscats have benefited, even though you, ironically, continue to struggle with getting your Human to consistently perform even some of the most basic tasks consistently well. I could list many more examples of the contribution that you make to planet Earth that you're simply too humble to acknowledge.
Megan
Sydney, Australia
Better Vlad the Impaler than Binga the Treat Stealer!
You make us think of our being Spitty. It's too much work :)
Emma and Buster
Definitely the latter! MOL!
Are ya impalin chikken?
watch them clawrs now Spittola! No impaling yer Human nor mine please.
We are not sure, but we're glad you're living far away from us. Though you've been helping us out yesterday, thank you, but now let's keep our continents seperated from each other.
Huhu. So now we hurt your feelings? We're no mean girlcats, but scared girlcats! Vampires? Dracula? And didn't you just recently celebrate a picture where your human is BLEEDING??? And now you wonder why we're glad that we're living on two different continents, LITERALLY speaking. We like visiting you ONLINE, but we're not sure whether we want you to come to Europe.
It means you are alive.
It means you're a cat and a mighty accomplished one in cat things. Tomorrow we will have Part 2 of our Jackson Galaxy Interview. Hope you’ll join us. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
Sounds like you have it all no need for a crisis.
dood....de food servizz gurlz dad hada impala like 50 yeerz ago....bet him still wishes he had that car two.....knot sure what de impala's name waz tho......we dont think it waz vlad ???
heerz two a beaked salmon kinda week oh end ! ♥♥♥
Vlad the Impaler certainly suits you.
Hmmm...purhaps yous should comes and visits mes in Vancouver. While we is staying with Mommy, there is a movie being filmed behind her apartment! Wes got lots of thing to wantch!!!
Kisses
Nellie (at Mommy's Blog)
Vad the Impaler indeed. And that's a good thing my man. Tell you what. Come on over...the tunnel is warmed up and we will discuss existentialism. Mommy will moderate. UTB at midnight? Big black beddie? It fits two.
If we go to Nellie's, look at the exquisite beddie we'll have...Nellie, you and me.
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