October 26th 2009 7:50 pm
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Mom says i don't have the good sense to get in out of the rain...well...i guess she's right. *shrug* With all my good thick furs it takes alot of water to soak me to the skin..although *ahem* that HAS happened once or twice here lately. Tonite mom was sitting in her chair, poking around on the innerwebs and heard the rain. She thought...surely odinn has gone inside now? Nope. Why should i? If i stay on the back porch she will come and get me. heehee! Then i get to take the shortcut! Thru the house, and a nice snuggle on the way downstairs, and more often then not a nice double dipping of treats! Oh if Maxwell and Zoe knew they would be SO JEALOUS!!! Only bad thing is then Mamma gets treats too.
I guess Mamma kitty isn't so bad anymore...think she's getting old! As long as i stay out of her space, she stays out of mine. And that is just fine. I have to admit, it IS nicer being indoors at night now. It has gotten chilly and a nice warm blanket sure is comfy...
It's raining again...yup. And mom just now figured out why i am so busy marking marking marking all over the place when we are doing our perimeter check. MOL! Come on mom! The rain keeps washing it away so i HAVE to redo it! I must be vigilant or else some stranger may show up and try to move in on my territory! This is MY HOUSE! MY YARD! MY MOM! I do NOT want to share her with anyone else. I am putting up signs on all the trees and bushes... "Odinn Lives Here. Go Away." So far so good. No interlopers.
September 19th 2009 9:58 am
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I be tellin ye a tale!!!
Some days ago me crew be settin sail fom t' port o' charleston...headin out fer hispaniola....aye, we meetin wit some sorry weather but i be standin afore t'mast bold. We be puttin in here and there, provisionin' fer the finest fete o t'year. Grillin' me crew t'finest island chicken, bustin' open a cask o' rum.... ye gets t'idea....
On me crews washin day I be spyin a petticoat flappin from t'riggin. Seems young master tharfinn be carryin' a secret!!! Truth be told, me saucy young neice, Red Zoe, be a stowin' away t'make bold wi' t'brethren in hispaniola. Seems she be castin' her weather eye on t'young master....Saucy wench, that! She be makin' out 'er mother be knowin about 'er plan and be givin it blessins......arrrrr, the mother be havin me guts fer garters if aught harm comes t' her! Best t'be done is keep me eye upon her, skewerin' any t' be so bold as t'wish 'er 'arm.
We be puttin in to hispaniola as t'sun rose o'er t' yardarm......shelters be devisin', casks unloadin' and bungholes pulled, bonefire lit and a mess o' island chicken sizzlin and cracklin....me crews ashore - scamperin' and raisin' high thar flagons in honor o' t' brethren!!!
Hardy welcome to all me hearties! Roll out another cask o' two....!!!!
August 27th 2009 9:28 am
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I was having a sit down in the driveway the other day, waiting for mom and lucy to come home from visiting the doggetts up the road from us. Suddenly, down came this dark leaf....and then it landed on the driveway and started moving....hmmmm, curious, there was not enough wind....
So, i crept up carefully to inspect this leaf....then carefully reached out one giant paw to touch it. It MOVED! It had WINGS!!! Ahhh, a butterfly. So i settled down in classic kitty loaf position to give the delicate beauty some protection from the birds (yesssss, pretty birds, tassssty birds....). It was very difficult to hear at first. The butterfly was singing softly, a song of warm sunshine, gentle breezes, pretty flowers swaying in the breezes, sweet nectar, resting when the sun goes down in a green bower.....Such a peaceful life she has..... Iwant to be a butterfly too.....then I could fly to the summerlands and be with my sweet lady Skully.....and her songs would be my songs.....
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