Hee hee hee... blush.
I'm just jealous that other people get to snuggle you tonight!
'Dear Diary, Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy.' 'Today, we were kidnapped by hill folk never to be seen again. It was the best day ever.'
Jayne ,'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Pix - Jan 02, 2006 12:21:44 am PST #2741 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
WindSparrow - Jan 02, 2006 12:56:41 am PST #2742 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Or a bearskin rug.
That would just be inviting trouble. Though the cats might like to hiss at it. Or pretend they killed it.
When Sammie was a kitten, she was afeared of my bear-shaped stuffed animals. She love, love, loved my very german shepherd (ok, maybe it was only cocker spaniel) sized stuffed tiger, and would happily play with its paws and tail. One of the times when she'd got her shots as an adult cat, she spent the rest of the day feeling a bit under the weather, and she curled up next to it in the bedroom and slept all day. I believe she is all into the face-pattern recognision.
Harvey, on the other hand, has never shown any interest in stuffed animals other than mouse-shaped for attacking and nibbling on. My leopard-print fuzzy slippers, though, he would slap good and hard to make sure they were dead.
Anne W. - Jan 02, 2006 1:54:22 am PST #2743 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Greetings from the basement.
In the 'good news' category, the local tornado sirens are not only loud enough for me to hear from my house but loud enough to wake me from a sound sleep.
Tornado warning should expire soon. Then all I have to worry about is sideways rain.
vw bug - Jan 02, 2006 3:44:08 am PST #2744 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Glad juliana made it safe and sound and has already had brunch with the locals. Sounds lovely.
Anne! Stay safe!
Anne W. - Jan 02, 2006 4:46:52 am PST #2745 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Storm is over and it is now sunny and sixty degrees. It's suppose to fall into the forties by afternoon, though. Weird.
Oddly enough, what pinged my sense of danger more than the sirens was the fact that the cat was flipping out.
tommyrot - Jan 02, 2006 4:54:36 am PST #2746 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Freaky. I just had a dream about some people (I didn't know who they were) who had to take shelter from tornados. There were actual tornados, but the people were not directly affected.
Ginger - Jan 02, 2006 5:04:42 am PST #2747 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I glad you're safe, Anne. I was woken up by my weather radio, but it was warning me about flash floods. It's very wet here.
vw bug - Jan 02, 2006 5:05:00 am PST #2748 of 10001
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was the fact that the cat was flipping out.
Oh, yeah. They can sense stuff.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 02, 2006 5:12:48 am PST #2749 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
when he was a starving backgammon hustler.
Man, there was a time that this was my dream in life.
t suddenly jealous of Phil
vw bug - Jan 02, 2006 5:15:08 am PST #2750 of 10001
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NORA!