26 November 2010
The Best Of Goodbye's
Everybody Left Fat-Full!!!
We had a pleasant gathering yesterday-- me, Flower, her ma, my mom, a little bird. Oh, and the evil genius, too...
And a lot more good food! Um, NOT necessarily in that order!!! HA!!! Ah well...
The trip home began for my mom this ante-meridian. And with her went...
Rorschach. One of our outdoor, ah, ferals.
Oh, yeah. A mean one, this. Been seven-year-old-boy-toted about the yard since a kitten, and eateth more canned food than our indoor kitties! ha! NO KITTING! HA!
Which, pun aside, is one of the benefits of her finding a loving home-- needs not brave the elements nor soon-to-arrive advances of tom-toms...
I could say I'll miss her-- and might. But... We got SIX other outdoor kitties, seven counting the one big Tom we call Multiplier-- and FOUR indoor kitties. And...
I want a puppy. Which is another post altogether. In a year or three...
Or thereabouts...
Slainte, folks!!!
Cygnus
22 November 2010
Well, It Aint "Mary Had A Little Lamb"
But It WAS Pure Improv!!!
Thankee, Auntie Ra, for the nursery tunes idea; thanks to the Winds for whistling through the pipe...
Thank you for not pointing out the off-key. It's raw, and REALLY so am I on any flute. And the Turtle didn't have the high note anymore than I did! HAR!!
Slainte, folks!!!
Cygnus
Thankee, Auntie Ra, for the nursery tunes idea; thanks to the Winds for whistling through the pipe...
Thank you for not pointing out the off-key. It's raw, and REALLY so am I on any flute. And the Turtle didn't have the high note anymore than I did! HAR!!
Slainte, folks!!!
Cygnus
16 November 2010
I Love You, KiKi...
And Your Heart Is My Home...
I just don't wanna be indoors right now, you understand? It's not a reflection on you; just let my sorry-ass self be alone for a while.
C.
I just don't wanna be indoors right now, you understand? It's not a reflection on you; just let my sorry-ass self be alone for a while.
C.
01 November 2010
Upon Departing...
Another's Blog, I Think I'll
Leave a comment, or some clue. Who am I, or 'was' I. Whither didst I come from; where goest me?
And above all-- Why?
'Why, Santa? WHY? cried l'il cindy bohoo...'
Who the hell knows? We've all seen #'s change over the millenia we been bloggin, all wondered the same-- frome where, to whuh?
Next time I 'quit' a blog-- somethin' I've done mayhap thrice in near 200 follows-- I think I'll leave note why. Justo remind m'sef' if naught else.
Swan's $.02
Slainte, volk!
Cygnus
Leave a comment, or some clue. Who am I, or 'was' I. Whither didst I come from; where goest me?
And above all-- Why?
'Why, Santa? WHY? cried l'il cindy bohoo...'
Who the hell knows? We've all seen #'s change over the millenia we been bloggin, all wondered the same-- frome where, to whuh?
Next time I 'quit' a blog-- somethin' I've done mayhap thrice in near 200 follows-- I think I'll leave note why. Justo remind m'sef' if naught else.
Swan's $.02
Slainte, volk!
Cygnus
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