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No Time Is a Good Time

June 10th 2009 6:52 am
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I was hoping it wouldn't happen so soon, but it has. The games we've been playing on Facebook are going up to Flash 10 and it won't run on Mac X 10.3.9 such as we have now. We'll have to get a Mac Mini next month that runs Mac X 10.5, though it means chipping in together. I was hoping we could wait a few more years, but now even three weeks will be agony. If Flash 10 recognized Motorola chips we might be all right, but it only runs on Intel chips. It beats me what's wrong with a Motorola chip since most Macs have run fine on it. But if we don't stay Mac users, I'd never be able to show my face in the Mac Kitties And Doggies Club again. But no time is a good time for such things to happen, right?


Thank Goodness For the Sent Box!

March 30th 2009 9:14 pm
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Among the many groups I belong to, Pen Paws is the most interesting because of the possibility of getting postcards from all over the world. As a practical matter, I take screenshots of my address lists so they won't get lost in the shuffle of the Catster Mail. But because I seem to have mislaid one after promising a friend in England a postcard of Crater Lake, I was worried about how I might find the address again, especially since it was in the most recent list for the next round. So on a hunch I searched the Sent Box and went back a few pages. It helped that the receipt for the postcards was still around for reference so I could find the right page to look at. Then when I found what I was looking for, I took another screenshot so I wouldn't lose it again. I expect that sometime in the next few days a postcard showing Crater Lake will be on the way to England. If I could be as organized in the rest of my life as I more or less seem to be on the computer, then our building manager and the front office would be off our backs.


What a Way To Start the Year!

January 26th 2009 6:08 pm
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Though I'm not sure which millennium we're in according to the traditional Chinese calendar, today is the start of the Year of the Ox. That's a tempting proposition to me since I go absolutely nutty for roast beef. One tradition dictates that you start the year with a clean house, which is easier said than done when you consider that my people live in two separate rooms on two separate floors in a building composed of ninety apartments converted from offices where my older human used to work years ago. Then today we got the news that our cleaning man has to go back to Louisiana as a result of losing both a landlord-tenant case and his apartment, so he won't be helping us over long years as we had anticipated. Since my older human used to be a janitor when he had a job - though not during the years that the apartment building was offices - he'll have to take over where our cleaning man left off. I can only hope he can do well enough to keep the front office happy during inspection time. That isn't such good news to be starting Chinese New Year with!


Forward To Self

January 22nd 2009 11:34 pm
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I miss getting my Catster and Dogster Group Mails since the e-mail system has been acting up. It acts up no matter which e-mail address I use. One of my friends said that somebody had to change their e-mail address three times in one day. My people can't do that. But it seems I'm not the only one needing to catch up on things. Somebody in KittyWhiskas For Catsters missed the First Anniversary speech, so I promised to try and find the screenshot I took after I had my younger human write it for me. Fortunately, she found it, converted it to jpg and trimmed off the excess around the sides. Then she sent it through the Earthlink Web Mail box to the Yahoo e-mail address which we'd hoped would solve our e-mail problems. The speech came through fine, even though it went through the Send page twice, but at least we know the Yahoo address works (so does the Earthlink one, but the outgoing mail won't work on Thunderbird. The next time our regular e-mail box opens, we're going to take a screenshot of the outgoing mail server set-up so we can get it right. But in the meantime, my friend will be able to catch up on the first anniversary speech if we know where to send it.


You Learn Something Every Day

December 30th 2008 8:51 pm
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Fun claims that their Daily Quizzes are fun and educational. I don't know how much fun they are when you miss a question, but they do live up to their educational reputation. In a question having to do with sardines, the explanation accompanying the answer said that sardines are actually young pilchard. Then it occurred to me how my older human is a fan of Bob the Builder even though it's all in reruns now. Bob's cat is named Pilchard, and my younger human never understood what it meant. Then when she helped me through some of the Fun Daily Quizzes today (I belong to eight different tournaments), a light went on in her head when she saw that pilchard are related to the sardines she's liked to snack on with olive oil, though my older human likes the kind with tomato sauce in the larger cans. Not that I care for either variety myself, but it's nice to know what Pilchard's name means now. It's too bad I can't get my groups interested in taking the daily quizzes. Are they afraid I'd beat them?


A Weekend Trip To Japan - By Bitu McClintock

October 12th 2008 1:12 pm
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On Friday I hurried with anticipation toward the S.S. Dutchess, flagship of the C And D Cruise Line. A long-anticipated trip to Japan was about to start at last! But in the midst of my excitement, my thoughts flew back to my people. They'd loved to travel when they could afford it, and my younger human had always wanted to go to Japan. So I hoped to bring them back something that would make them happy. On the way into my room I checked in and got the mandatory life jacket. Then when I got to my room, I found a blue kimono with silver embroidery that looked rather like long strands of underwater coral. In contrast was a white obi with a tan-colored streak that curved up on one side. I also found a pair of kitty-size geta which Japanese women wore to keep the hems of their kimonos clean as they walked along the street. After taking a nap to rest up since I'd arrived at the ship rather early, I put my kimono on and tried on the kitty-size geta. It felt strange to have something between my toes as I noticed how the straps were fastened to the geta. Since I'd never walked in geta before, I decided to practice in the hallway where I could grab onto the railings along the wall to keep my balance. When I was confident enough to make my way to the buffet which promised a variety of Japanese food, everybody could hear a "clack-clack...clack-clack" as I took one step at a time until both feet were back on the floor. I heard "oohs" and "aahs" as everybody took in my transformed look. I wasn't sure whether they were admiring my kimono or expressing surprise at finding out that my back feet were white. In any case, I got in line at the buffet and planned to load my plate with sukiyaki and chicken teriyaki. There were puzzled glances among some dogs and cats as they tried to figure out why I wouldn't touch the sushi or sashimi, though most of the cats lined up eagerly for it. How could I explain that I never went near fish, whether cooked or raw? As we made our way to the dining tables, we found pairs of chopsticks of various sizes to accommodate various sizes of paws - small chopsticks to accommodate cats and small dogs, medium-size chopsticks for medium-size dogs, and large chopsticks for large dogs. Despite the accommodation to different sizes of paws, most of the dogs and cats were finding the use of the chopsticks rather tricky. "Perhaps one of you could show us how to use chopsticks so we can feel more at ease among our Japanese hosts," suggested Natalie, the cruise director for the S.S. Dutchess. She looked around for a volunteer. I eagerly jumped at the chance to give a demonstration. "Has anybody else volunteered yet? I'm almost tempted to," I said eagerly. With a nod from Natalie, I went up to where everybody could see me give the demonstration. "Attention, everyone!" Natalie called out. "Bitu has graciously consented to give us a demonstration on how to use chopsticks!" With all eyes on me, I held up one chopstick and began, "First you hold one chopstick like a pencil." When everybody had taken a minute to try it, I held up both my chopsticks and added, "Then you hold both chopsticks like a pencil, but keep the ends together." Then I loosened my grip on the bottom chopstick slightly and let it move a bit, then I added, "Then you keep the top chopstick still while you let the bottom one move a little so you can pick up a piece of food." Then I dipped my chopsticks into a nearby plate of food and added, "Then you pick up a piece of food, making sure you have a chopstick on each side." I held up my chopsticks and turned my paw this way and that to show the piece of food being held by a chopstick on each side. Then I lowered the chopsticks to my mouth, ate the piece of food I'd picked up and said, "Then you eat the bite of food and start all over again." As I made my way back to my table, Natalie called out, "Hey, Bitu! Excellent instructions!" They must have worked because I heard Pumpkin say, "I can use the chopsticks better now that you've shown us how, Bitu." But even with all the step-by-step instructions, some of the younger passengers were still having trouble. "It's not working, Daddy!" complained one. "It's all right, Munchkin, you kids can use a fork," Thumper said consolingly as he traded two pairs of chopsticks for forks. "I'm sure the others will understand." Then he came near my table and commented, "When my people were in South Korea, they learned that it's polite to slurp your soup." Then I added, "I've heard it's polite to slurp your noodles, too, but I don't understand it." But this was too much for Natalie to contemplate. "I couldn't possibly do that!" she exclaimed in a shocked tone. "All that would just be too rude!" I suspected that we would have seen a blush if the color of her fur would have allowed it. Some time later, we heard a voice joyfully cry out, "Guess what, everybody? She said yes!" As a murmur went around the room, Spy exclaimed, "Another engagement and we haven't even pulled out of port yet! Congratulations, you two!" Then we heard another voice say, "Well, you know what happens when we use our angel dust!" Natalie turned and cried, "Grandma! We were hoping you'd come! The trip wouldn't be the same without you!" "I wouldn't have missed this trip for anything, dear," Grandma Dutchess replied as she made herself visible. "I made a special trip from the Rainbow Bridge just to be with you." Then she disappeared from the dining area and reappeared at the buffet counter as she tried to decide what to have after coming such a long way. When dinner was over, one of the cats eagerly suggested, "Let's go have a dance!" While a number of the dogs and cats went off to dance the night away, I was hoping to get away for a while, but I had no such luck. "Hey, Bitu!" called Spinner. "How about a slow dance with me?" I danced with Spinner to oblige him. but that wasn't the kind of dance I had in mind. I was thinking more of the kind of dances more suited to a kimono. So on the way to bed I held my paw as though holding a fan and made the slow and stately steps and turns of a traditional Japanese dance while hearing traditional Japanese music in my head. I didn't care who was watching. I had fried rice for breakfast the next day, getting more practice in with my chopsticks. Then in the afternoon we went on a tour bus with Spy and Thumper both acting as guides. Knowing that we essentially had one day to see the sights, we made our tour in the Dogster and Catster version of the Magic School Bus. That way, we were able to see two castles, some gardens, and some more modern sights. Pumpkin almost missed the bus. "Sorry I'm late!" she exclaimed as she tried to catch her breath. "I got up early to see the auction at the fish market!" When we made a quick stop for food, I had just enough time to have a hamburger from a Japanese McDonald's, though I'd also hoped to have time for a bowl of noodles. "Things are becoming more Westernized here," Thumper explained. "It's termed that because we Americans are from the West, but not the West you hear about in the movies." "I know that," I replied, "but they still adapt some things to local tastes. Squid is a popular topping at Domino's Pizza in Japan." "Squid? Yucky-poo!" exclaimed Pumpkin with a grimace. "I don't even put anchovies on my pizza!" exclaimed another. "I'd just die if I had squid on my Papa John's pizza!" "If you've ever heard of calamari, that's what squid is," I tried to explain. "But I think I'd have it cooked if I had it on a pizza." One of the highlights of the tour was a stop at the statue of Hachiko, a dog famous for his loyalty to his master. "Hachiko waited at the Shibuya Station every day for his master," Spy explained. "Even after his master died, Hachiko would wait for his return. That's an example to us of true loyalty." I gazed at the characters on the front of the statue for awhile, then something clicked. "I know what the characters say on the statue!" I exclaimed eagerly. "They say 'Loyal Dog Hachiko, Male'!" Spy was duly impressed. "Has your family been to Japan before, Bitu?" he asked. "No, but my younger human took Chinese in college," I explained. "She also knew a Japanese exchange student from Nagoya when she was in high school." We even made a stop at a Japanese doughnut shop. "Well, Spy, this is your chance," I said as some of the cats and dogs got off the bus and eagerly formed a line to buy doughnuts. "You wanted to see if you could eat a doughnut with chopsticks, so go for it!" If not for his dark fur, I suspect that Spy would have blushed at being reminded of some speculation he made during the Friday night buffet. "I forgot all about that, Bitu!" he exclaimed as he remembered wondering whether he could eat a doughnut with chopsticks. "I guess I'll have to try it now!" After a drive through the rice paddies of the Japanese countryside, I somehow fell asleep and missed the last couple stops of the tour. I was so tired that I even missed the Saturday night banquet. But I was determined to go shopping and bring something home to my people. I was also hoping to see one of the legendary "beckoning cats". I found my way to the video games section of an electronics store and looked for the Japanese originals of my younger human's favorite games, knowing that they would be prize additions to her collection. I also knew that they would be played as much as the American versions of the games she already had, knowing that she liked the additional linguistic challenge. As I pondered what to get for my older human, I saw a cat batting at the air as he sat by the door of one of the shops. "What are you batting at?" I asked while trying to stay away from his paw as it swished through the air. "I'm batting away the bad luck so the good luck can come in," he explained as he continued batting the air with his paw. "More good luck will mean more prosperity." I'd found one of the legendary "beckoning cats"! "I wish I had a camera with me!" I exclaimed wistfully as he continued batting at the air. "I'd love to take your picture!" I stood there for awhile and took it all in as I tried to form a picture in my mind to take back with me. Then I knew I'd have to get something for my older human before going back. As I hurried to finish my shopping trip, I was hoping that the "beckoning cat" I saw could send some good luck my way so that someday my people would be able to see for themselves at a more leisurely pace the things I'd seen in only one day.


Have the Lines Been Opened?

June 14th 2008 11:46 pm
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Bitu got her first official Dogster Friend today. A dog named Obie whose birthday was today sent a Pup Pals Request which apparently went through. If it's true that dogs and cats can be official friends now like they can on Pikapet, then this will be a revolution such as Dogster and Catster has never seen. Bitu can hardly wait to have as many official dog friends as cat friends.


Notes On a Trip To Alaska - By Bitu McClintock

May 30th 2008 11:33 am
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For some time I'd wanted to go on a trip with Your Key To Happiness Cruise Lines. I was all set to go on their maiden voyage when I was told, "Thank you for your interest, but Your Key To Happiness Cruise Lines caters exclusively to dogs." Needless to say, I was very disappointed. I'd heard about the trips my people had taken over the years and I wanted so much to go on vacation like they did. Then when I heard about a trip to Alaska, I just had to go. So I took my chances again and requested a reservation. To my surprise, I got a reservation for the cruise to Alaska. I could hardly wait, though I wished I could take my people along because they'd gone to Alaska years ago when my younger human was still in school. When I got to my cabin on the flagship for Your Key To Happiness Cruise Lines, it was everything I could have hoped for - a nice porthole view, a comfortable bed, and a laptop computer so I could keep up with my turnip patch in the All Fur Fun Virtual Garden. It turns out that I wasn't the only cat on the trip. Pumpkin and Amboy made reservations, too. When Pumpkin came to visit me, she marveled, "Just look at your nice cabin!" Then she added, "They've thought of everything! They've even sent you a nice plate of fish with lemon and a glass of milk!" I don't know why everybody thinks cats go nutty over fish, especially since my tastes tend toward meaty fare like chicken, roast beef and bacon. So I offered, "Would you like some of my fish? I think I'll just have the milk." Pumpkin hesitated at first, but found she couldn't resist. When she came up for air after the first frenzy of nibbling on the fish, Pumpkin asked, "Which land trips have you signed up for?" I hadn't really thought about it, though I eventually replied, "I might like to go on that trip to the gold mine." Given that I had ambitions to be a rich cat, I felt that bringing home even one gold nugget might be a good start. To my suprise, however, I found myself signed up for the whale-watching expedition. Before I had a chance to protest, Pumpkin pleaded, "But you're my best friend! Please come with us!" Not wanting to embarrass myself in front of all my canine friends, I reluctantly agreed. When we got to the designated spot, we bundled up in fur coats because our own fur wouldn't be thick enough to withstand the cold, besides which I had no fat to insulate my body since I tended to run off everything I ate about two or three in the morning. We were given pretend harpoons so we could play at hunting the whales we were looking at, even though we were really just supposed to watch them and we were at a safe distance anyway. I stabbed the air over and over as a way to release my frustrations, since I had no cardboard box to scratch like I would at home. Then Pumpkin and Amboy put their pretend harpoons down and decided to swim on the whales' backs. "Are you nuts?" I cried. "They could throw you off!" But Pumpkin and Amboy were soon on the backs of a couple of the whales and having a great time. "Isn't this fun?" Pumpkin said gleefully to Amboy as they rode around as much as they dared before getting back into the boat. I turned the other way and stabbed the air again with my pretend harpoon to try and release my frustrations. Even though I'm no great fan of water, I was grateful for the warm water of the ship's pool at the pool party that night. While most of the dogs and a few of the cats were in the pool, one of our resident photographers - a white dog named Sparky - called out, "Hey, guys! Look this way!" and we had a group shot of our pool party preserved for posterity. Fortunately, I was able to go along on the gold mining trip. But instead of an underground mine like I thought we were going to, we went to a river to pan for gold instead. Odysseus, one of my canine friends, was all decked out in miner's clothes reminiscent of the Alaskan Gold Rush. With a pan in his paws he said, "Watch and learn, Bitu. The master will show you how it's done!" As I watched beside the stream, Odysseus ventured into the water and tried to sort between the rocks and some real gold. After what seemed like forever, Odysseus shouted triumphantly, "I got it! I finally got it!" When he came back onto the shore, he proudly showed his prize of real gold. "Look at this! That's going to make some Mother's Day present, I'd say!" I sighed with envy, knowing that I wasn't going to be so lucky. However, I got to make up for it on the snowmobiling trip. "Are we going to have lessons for these things?" Odysseus asked hesitantly. After I had a chance to accustom myself to moving on the snowmobile, I suddenly felt a need for speed. I made a sharp left turn and barely managed to stay upright. "Look at that!" Pumpkin exclaimed breathlessly as she saw me turn. "Bitu's turning on only one side of the snowmobile!" Then at a more leisurely pace, Pumpkin glided as close as she dared to a polar bear. Fortunately, he ignored her and went on about his business. Despite my triumph with the snowmobiling trip, I soon found myself talked into a salmon fishing trip. "Don't worry, Bitu," Ellie tried to reassure me. "You can catch them and the rest of us can eat them, okay?" Feeling somewhat mollified by Ellie's offer, I grabbed a pole and waited to wrestle with the salmon like everybody else. When I finally caught one, Ellie grabbed her camera and said, "Now you just hold the scale to weigh the fish while I take your picture,okay?" But Pumpkin wasn't quite so lucky. "Whoa!" she cried as she tried to hold the salmon in her paws that she'd caught. "Somebody take a picture quick, before he gets away!" After dinner that night, we were treated to a couple of slide shows by Pumpkin and Odysseus showing highlights of our trip. When I heard waves of laughter around the room when everybody saw the expression on my face as I held up the salmon I'd caught, I resolved to give the nearest box I could get to a good scratching when I got home. Despite not being able to take home a real piece of gold like Odysseus and having to be around fish a little more than I would have liked, I'd say I had a good time on my trip to Alaska. But next time I'll hang around the polar bears!


Memoirs of a Weekend Trip To Mexico - By Bitu McClintock

April 20th 2008 11:20 pm
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I took a weekend trip to Mexico the fastest and cheapest way you can go nowadays, aboard the C And D Cruise Lines. The pride of the fleet is the S.S. Dutchess, named after Dutchess whom everybody affectionately calls Grandma Dutchess. Though she was invited to come along on the trip, she felt she only had the strength to participate in the christening which seemed to be postponed from the trip to Hawaii which the C And D Cruise Line took some time back. So just before leaving for the trip to Mexico, Dutchess appeared on the dock flanked by Benny, Thumper and Spy in a pink dress which was a complement to her reddish fur. Benny leaned over and whispered, "Are you sure you're up to this, darling?" "Of course," Dutchess reassured him. Taking a champagne bottle reserved for the occasion, she lifted it and announced in a strong voice, "I christen thee the 'S.S. Dutchess'!" As Dutchess swung the champagne bottle and it broke, sending champagne and bubbles all over the place, a cheer went up from the passengers and other spectators. Benny took the moment to whisper to Thumper and Spy, "I'll be back for the ribbon-cutting as soon as I see Dutchess off." As Dutchess passed the broken champagne bottle to Spy, he complimented, "Nice job, Dutchess! Couldn't have done it better myself!" "Thank you, dear," Dutchess replied. If her fur weren't rather dark already, I suppose you would have seen a bit of a blush on her face. As Dutchess was seen into her ride to take her home, a chorus of "Bye, Grandma! We love you!" followed, along with enthusiastic waves from many of the dogs and a few cats. After Dutchess left, the passengers and crew went to the main entrance of the ship where a long ribbon was draped across. Benny, Spy and Thumper each held a pair of scissors for the ribbon-cutting ceremony. As each one put their scissors into position, Spy announced, "I declare the S.S. Dutchess officially open!" As the ribbon was cut in three places, there was a great deal of enthusiastic clapping of paws. Then as everybody was seen to their cabins, Spy turned to Thumper and Benny and said, "Well, gentlemen, let's get this cruise underway!" When I found my way to my cabin, I found the bed covered in a pine green blanket with matching furniture. As I took a look out of the porthole next to the bed, I felt a rumble as the S.S. Dutchess started to move. Once we were on the open water, I heard a voice announce over the loudspeaker, "Attention, passengers! Welcome aboard the S.S. Dutchess! We will be on a three-day cruise to Mexico and have various shipboard activities as well as a few land excursions. Enjoy your trip and thank you for choosing C And D Cruise Lines!" Then a little while later, my ears pricked up as I heard what sounded like a xylophone in the hallway, then a voice said, "The dinner buffet will be open on the Lido Deck in twenty minutes!" As I made my way to the Lido Deck, I spotted Pumpkin in line. "Bitu! You made it!" she exclaimed in surprise. "I wasn't sure I would," I replied. Then as the smell of roast beef wafted into the dining room on the Lido Deck, I suddenly noticed how hungry I was. "I can't wait to have some roast beef!" I exclaimed in anticipation. After everybody settled in to their dinner, Spy announced, "We'll be having a pinata party tonight. We hope to see you there!" At the pinata party which was held in the ballroom after dinner there were two fish shaped like the fish in the movie "Finding Nemo". Though I personally didn't care for fish, I thought I might like to take a whack at one of the two pinatas, though I didn't get a chance. There were a couple puppies along who got a turn, plus a few others. I wondered if my claws might have given me an unfair advantage, since I was known to scratch paper up once in a while. In any case, I went back to my cabin and waited for my turn to tend my turnip patch in the All Fur Fun Virtual Garden, since the watering was done overnight. When we landed the next day, I took a quick breakfast on the Lido Deck before going to see the local town. I was wishing that my younger human could come along, knowing how much she would have enjoyed talking Spanish to the people and going to the local bookstore to get as many Spanish books as she could afford to bring back. Then I remembered that I needed to bring back something for my older human, too, so I planned to get a number of scenic post cards showing all the places we'd been since I couldn't take any pictures. But before I could go too far, I heard Thumper call to me, "Hey, Bitu! Why don't I get a picture of you sitting on the burro over there?" He pointed with a paw toward where burros were for rent to the tourists. Before I could say anything, I was hoisted onto the burro's back, then Thumper called, "Look this way!" I saw him snap a picture with his digital camera, then he said, "I'll get the picture to you when I can transfer them from the camera to a computer." Then he went off to see the sights. Then I got an idea. I jumped down off the burro and went to the nearest fruit stand, buying as many apples and carrots as I could carry. I went back to the burro and tempted him with an apple to get him to move so I could find my way to a local bookstore. One of the other dogs saw me and started to laugh. "Oh, Bitu!" she exclaimed when she could catch her breath. I turned and glared at her. "What are you laughing at? Haven't you ever seen anybody use apples and carrots to get a donkey to move before?" My journey down the street was followed by a chorus of derisive laughter by my fellow passengers. Undeterred except for a stinging feeling, I continued luring the burro with first an apple and then a carrot as I made my way to where I wanted to go. First I stopped by a stand selling post cards and picked a few which might look interesting to my older human. I knew that if he needed to know what was on the front, my younger human could read the fine print to him on the back and be able to translate it. Then I looked for a bookstore to find some books for my younger human. Knowing that she had a few Spanish-language cookbooks in her collection, I tried to find something that would allow her to make some local recipes with ingredients we could find in our own stores. Then after finding a couple other interesting books, I went to get some local food for lunch. When I looked at the prices, I had to remind myself that it looked higher in pesos than in dollars. After having some of the local specialties, I headed back to the ship with the burro in tow. As I came back to the stand where I'd seen the burro in the first place, I petted him and said, "It's too bad I can't take you home. You'd sure be handy to help my people carry packages." I gave the rest of the carrots and apples to his owner. As I turned to leave, I saw the burro hoping to get another apple or carrot to snack on. I had to hurry back so I wouldn't be too sad at the parting, though I knew I was. But when I got back to my cabin on the ship, I had a couple surprises waiting. One was a copy of the picture Thumper took before I went shopping, and the other was a card from Monster Marvin Muffin Face. It read: "Dear Bitu, How are you? I hope you have fun on your trip to Mexico! Your friend, Monster Marvin Muffin Face." I put the picture and the card among the post cards I'd boughten and took a few minutes to pull weeds in my turnip patch in the All Fur Fun Virtual Garden. Then I had to take a nap. When I woke up again, I started to go out of my cabin and heard somebody saying good night to Spy. I knew then that I'd overslept and missed the Mexican dinner-dance they were planning for the second night's activities. I was disgusted with myself for missing the dinner-dance, though I was quite tired from trying to find that local bookstore. Then after I did some late-night watering of my turnip patch in the All Fur Fun Virtual Garden, I heard Spy's voice come over the loudspeaker. "Attention, passengers! We will be having a day at the beach before heading home. Don't forget to pick up your complimentary sunscreen on the way out. Keep in mind that we will leave for home at four o'clock this afternoon, so be back by three. Breakfast will be served until noon in the buffet room on the Lido Deck." Then I heard some disturbing news as Spy added, "Due to a family emergency, Thumper had to leave early. When we hear more news, we will inform you of any updates. Please keep Thumper and his family in your thoughts and prayers." I had a hard time getting back to sleep as I wondered what might have happened. It was almost noon by the time I got up again. When I was able to catch Spy before he went off to the beach, I asked what happened. "Thumper's people had a medical emergency, Bitu," he explained. "That's why Thumper had to go home early." I got a late breakfast and went back to my cabin, being too tired to do much more than pull weeds in my turnip patch in the All Fur Fun Virtual Garden. By the time I woke up again, I found that I was practically the last one to leave, having overslept again. But I hoped that I might be able to go on another trip to Mexico someday. Maybe next time my people could come along.


A Busy End To 2007

January 1st 2008 12:22 am
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I had a busier New Year's Eve than I expected. I've had welcome letters to write to both the regular KittyWhiskas For Catsters group and the KittyWhiskas For Catsters Memorial Wall. Then I've been making membership cards, though I hope that I can get one out to everybody. In Francis and Matthew's case, however, I'll have to send two copies so they can each have one. I like them well enough to have them in the group, but sharing a page between them throws the official figures off a bit because the system recognizes them as one cat instead of two separate cats sharing a page. But I hope I can persuade them to have membership cards too, so they won't feel left out. I hope everybody in our group will want one, even though it might take a little while to catch up to existing members first before doing it for newcomers.

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