You Know What’s Fun?
Onions.
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Onions.
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But New Jersey is The Garden State, I’m sure you’ll like it. Perhaps as much as I like this.
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Out in California, there is a very special place where cats and kittens and even some dogs are safe forever, till someone comes to adopt them. They live together in a beautiful house, and spend their days playing on hillsides and climbing trees.
The Cat House On The Kings
As you can imagine, with so many living there, [...]
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- but I am still waiting for one of them to transcribe something of OURS.
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If I met this lady I bet I would like her.
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Sometimes, not always, there is a sound.
It is the sound of a hundred toms fighting, a hundred stay-away toms who will not stop till all of them are dead. Not a fight about mating. A fight about territory.
I try to go outside, but there is crashing. Time to hide.
The humans pull things out of the [...]
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It’s not as simple as it looks, you know. Early on in this blog, I wrote “So You Want To Be A Cat”, a series of lessons based on the five senses. I still like them (tbh, when we like something, we don’t usually change) and I hope, whether it’s the first time you’ve read [...]
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–if a man would express himself neatly. That was a long time ago, but it’s still true.
The Cat Piano
–with gratitude to Ms. Jill Tracy, provider of the idea for the post. She looks a great deal like the heroine of the film: and sounds like her, too.
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I like the website The Daily Kitten. Every day they send out a picture of a youngling, and its story – because everyone, and everything, has a story. And everyone’s story is important.
The stories are usually about homes – and really, whose story isn’t? Our homes are where we start from, they are where our [...]
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I counted them. Four. I could have four fast little snacks.
Or, I could just keep watching them. I like the way they wiggle when they run, zip. They use their tails for balance, like me. Even though they are one mouthful large and have no fur, they still have something about them just like me.
Like the birds when they [...]
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