A serious conversation between cats. What are Marigold and Zeke talking about?
Zeke (right) : We got to do something about this Cat School. We are never going to graduate. I think we need to bust out!
Marigold (left): Jailbreak! Surely you’re not serious!
Zeke: I am serious, and don’t call me Shirley.
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You talking to me? You talking to me? You’re looking at me. You must be talking to me! What sandwich? Read my lips! I don’t know nothing about no sandwich!
It is official now. The Oxford Dictionary has added the term “cat cafe” to its lexicon! It also added “beeroclock” and “manspreading” which makes me want to cover my eyes, along with a host of other terms I never heard of. Here is the official entry: “cat cafe, n.: a café or similar establishment where people pay to interact with cats housed on the premises”
cats eating breakfast (ghost free) in their usual places
Here we have a photo of Zeke, Marigold, and Opie having their morning breakfast. They are in their usual eating spots. They are not too close together. If they are close together, heads move from one bowl to the other, in order to see if anyone has something better! The truth is that they all do not always get the same thing, and I try to keep that a secret! An interesting side-note is that the blue “Drinkwell” water fountain in the lower right is NINE years old! I credit the long life to the fact I do not run it at night, and I clean it out EVERYDAY. I also change the filters. Enough said.
Finally, I have to apologize for some of the “breakfastbarfing” quadruple free advertisements WordPress insists on posting for me below my entries. I am particularly put off by the closeups of toes and scalp diseases. If they put up pet products instead, I would have no issue with them. They do it on purpose to see if I will crack and send them a check. Finally, is “breakfastbarfing” a real word or should it be?
It is ignore-me class at cat school for Opie, Marigold, and Zeke. When you enter a room, you must own it as if no one else is there. Never make eye contact. Do not meow.
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Have your cats learned this technique?
Hurrah for “die wortlose Mittwoch”! Two weeks ago I had to deal with Woden or Odin’s day ie. wordless Wednesday. Today I can deal with the German day “Midweek”. That makes sense! I still haven’t got the wordless or wortlos part down yet–maybe next time. Anyway, Zeke is not allowed to play with plastic bags or even bags with handles, which can be hazardous, but paper bags are allowed.
Zeke
It has been centuries since the calendar names of the days were updated.
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