I was sitting in front of the PC, singing along with Anonymous Four ("Glory Land") when the Drama Queen jumped up in my lap and put one paw gently but firmly across my mouth.
Little Grey Bungalow
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Everyone's a critic
I was sitting in front of the PC, singing along with Anonymous Four ("Glory Land") when the Drama Queen jumped up in my lap and put one paw gently but firmly across my mouth.
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Cats are spooky.
Now I'm imagining a scene on American Idol (that's a phrase I thought I'd never say) where Simon (I had to look up his name) does the Scooby-Doo pull-off-the-rubber-mask trick and reveals himself to be a group of cats inside a people suit.
I once was owned by a Siamese who would sit on my hands when I tried to play the piano.
It must be admitted she had a point.
Annie-kitty once bit me on the elbow when I was learning to play bamboo flute. She came into the room like she'd been pulled on a string, and I made the mistake of ignoring her complaints. I didn't think it sounded *that* bad...
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