This blog is the ongoing story of nine-hundred and twenty-two cats, including kittens. We consider on a near daily basis the poetics of cat sensibility - the wit, brilliance, elegance and magic of catdom. We try to ignore hairballs and their sound effects.
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Well, Angel, me lad, there's certainly plenty enough of you to scoop up any ambient dust. Get to it, fellow. Dust the tables!
Lizzy - I actually cleaned house last weekend! It was extremely tiring and painful, but made me realize I hadn't cleaned my poor house in over 9 months! Cobwebs on my hats and dust an inch thick in the closets! Ugh! At any rate, pain aside, it was a wonderful experience, and you have nothing to reprove yourself for, given that five cats are much easier to clean up after than 922.
So there.
deprip? I can't think of a snarky, can you?
Congratulations on your house-cleaning, although I'm sorry it had to be painful. There's something very satisfying about clean, even if it's only temporary. (I tell them, feel free clean while I'm at work, but they're so generous they save the fun stuff for me.) (And alas, since I've never pripped, I cannot no deprip). (Best I could do.) (Do you like Kipling? I don't know - I've never kippled.)
Tee hee. Reminds me of apocrypha about Hodding Carter as told in China, whereupon the students wanted to know who was hodding poor President Carter!
This weekend I've been promised a trip to the garden! To weed! I always name the weeds after people I don't like (Rumsfeld, Gee Dumbya) and then it's so satisfying to uproot them!
dicarcou - more cat swearing?
I did teach Madu to say "Prawn ... now!"
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