Must go dance with the cat now (he wants to be carried during this one in particular.)
Too. Cute.
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Must go dance with the cat now (he wants to be carried during this one in particular.)
Too. Cute.
AW! sarameg, I'm so glad you like it! and dancing with the cat? always fun.
Gus, a bland year would be a deep, wide and vast improvement over last year.
Bring the bland, say I.
Ginger, the year is getting rosier, even as we type.
sarameg ... phbbbt, back at you. Having a sarameg now is good, but you probably weren't much fun until whatever-6, when you came down with a case of the "NO!'s" combined with nekked neighborhood cavorting.
When I got him, the original owners told me he liked to be danced to african drums. Well, my musical collection kinda doesn't have a lot of those. But I've noticed certain songs he "likes." Which, oddly, happen to be some of my favorites. That one, Ozomatli's Who Discovered America?, and a Lisa Girrard, Savean, I think. Not sure. Oh & Between a Bullet and a Target, which I think is Citizen Cope.
The other cat pretty much ignores it all, unless there is a meuzzin call involved, and then she goes all mesmerized spooky kitty.
I was cuddly and nickname-inspiring in 1975. So there.
sarameg=bringing in the cute.
I was also born in a year ending in a 5, though not, I am thinking, the same one as sarameg.
WAS cute. WAS. No longer wee or fuzzy.
Well, there was a 5 in my birth year, didn't end with it, though.