Meet my biological grandmother, who I am now required to call Aunty Beverley:
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Taco Bell
Did I ever tell you about the time that I met a small canine named Corduroy? It was very traumatic.
Someone must have told my grandmother, because she hired this guard dog, Taco Bell, to keep me out of her room.
Someone must have told my grandmother, because she hired this guard dog, Taco Bell, to keep me out of her room.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Identity crisis.
My parents moved me to Canada. They challenged my autonomy and bruised my dignity. Consequently, I am plotting my parents' demise. Fortunately for me, there is no death penalty here in the Great White North. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning...
At first I thought that packing was fun:
So, I installed myself as site supervisor:
But then I was placed in this ridiculously overpriced cat carrier:
As you can see, I was not impressed:
Finally, my parents gave me a manicure with these stupid things called Soft Paws. Don't they know that I can take care my own beautification? Don't they know that I am the Beyonce of the Cat World?
I'm having an identity crisis. Maybe I need to make like Madonna and transform myself; Celine Dion of the Cat World is very diva, but it just doesn't have the same ring to it.
At first I thought that packing was fun:
So, I installed myself as site supervisor:
But then I was placed in this ridiculously overpriced cat carrier:
As you can see, I was not impressed:
Finally, my parents gave me a manicure with these stupid things called Soft Paws. Don't they know that I can take care my own beautification? Don't they know that I am the Beyonce of the Cat World?
I'm having an identity crisis. Maybe I need to make like Madonna and transform myself; Celine Dion of the Cat World is very diva, but it just doesn't have the same ring to it.
A year in review
I've been offline for a long time. Here's what I've been up to...
I relaxed:
I relaxed some more:
I watched CBS Sunday Morning:
I read the Sunday Times:
And I let my mom hang out with me:
I relaxed:
I relaxed some more:
I watched CBS Sunday Morning:
I read the Sunday Times:
I fought for the Arts and Leisure section:
I longed for the spring birdies:
And I let my mom hang out with me:
Sunday, January 9, 2011
RIP Thomas
It's with great sadness that I say goodbye to my boyfriend and hero, Thomas the cat.
He's was by far the best looking cat their ever was. I love him and will miss him very much.
He's was by far the best looking cat their ever was. I love him and will miss him very much.
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