November 13th 2005 3:39 am
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See me in that waste basket? See me? See that GOO?
Yes. That is what happens. That is cuz of the PERSIAN in me, this eye goo.

When I first came to live with That Woman, she did not clean my GOO so well. She thought I would not like her if she kept coming at MY EYES when I was new here. dkeruierjatueiur--oooh, tufts in the way! She did not do it very much. Not so good, that.

When I went to the vet, the vet my goo out. She did. And underneath that goo, was um--that word. I can't REMEMBER! Oh! Yes--IRRITATION! And That Woman edfueyrdfwefui got all upset and said she would now clean my eye goo EVERYDAY.

I do not LIKE it so good, that eye goo removal. dferuieedfiuehfi But my eyes feel better afterwards and I do not have that IRRITATION! And That Woman says things to me like "You PERSIANS are a lot of WORK!" But she's smiley and happy when she says it and plus, too, I think she's talking about getting ANOTHER HIMALAYAN! (I hope we, me and that new Himalayan, don't have to go live in the HIMALAYAN MOUNTAINS, THO!)dfaekurifjkeuiasofueiopu

I AM a PERSIAN, you know. I AM. But a long time ago they put some Siamese into a PERSIAN somehow--somehow they got that in there and now if you look like me--if you look like me, you are A HIMALAYAN. PERSIAN. (And THEN sometimes That Woman get's really crazy and tells me "OHH, PERSIAN! You go back to PERSIA, you go to the Middle East, in IRAN, that is where you are from, YOU PERSIAN!")

That Woman never is quiet, sometimes. Sometimes, she has alot to SAY!