March 31st 2012 8:06 pm
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Meow-oh! Now I have something else to worry about. Never mind being taken to the vet a week ago because I had the slightest touch of pancreatitis. (So what if I threw up a few times? Dad enjoys cleaning up after me; it makes him feel useful.) Now, mom said she wants to dress me up in a tutu! A tutu! Me! Can you imagine?
This all started because they attended a performance of “The Sleeping Beauty” ballet last night. The heroine, Aurora, the Sleeping Beauty, was wearing a pink tutu, and mom said it didn’t become her at all because when she pricked her finger and had to lie down on the stage pretending to have fallen into a hundred years’ sleep, the tutu, which was very stiff, stuck up in the air in front and looked funny. Mom began to think that a pink tutu would look a lot better on me.
Well, I’m sure it would—I’m far more graceful than any human ballerina! But a pink collar is enough, along with my pink nail caps. They are elegantly understated and tasteful. I don’t want to wear anything else!
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No tutus for me either!
athena, your personnel needs some serious lessons on *funny* april fools day jokes, i think! tutu to me sounds like something as useless as an e-collar! something that makes cleaning more difficult. perhaps you can suggest them a deal? one day tutu for mommy. one day tutu for daddy. and when then they still think it's funny they can ask you to wear it for an hour...