Thursday, January 05, 2006
c-a-t spells relaxed
I cannot tell you how much I want to come back as a cat in my next life. I just watched Ripley lying on her back staring up at me with her cute front feet tucked in close to her chest - so adorable. I'm not saying that I want to be a cat so that people will call me adorable, I just want to lie around the house doing nothing, eating kitty bonbons. :)
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I would love to be cat in my next life. I want to be an indoor cat because cat's like to run in front of cars and don't always make it.
I sometimes tuck my cat's paws under him on purpose just because it is so cute!
I want to come back as a kitty living with ME! Or Poppy! That way I KNOW I'd be spoiled!
But then you have to lick your own private bits? Or o you do that already?
This blog is cute poppy, I may just return.
My cats are so damn spoiled. I think they view our house as THEIR house, and we're only visitors.
Take Joey, for instance. He practically lives on our bed. When it's bedtime, and DH and/or I want to go to bed and he's in one of our spots, he looks at us like, "Excuse me? This is MY bed."
Then they're all, "Let me outside! Outside! Outside!" Don't they realize that the weather's bad, you have to walk through grass that feels funny on the paws, and there's always these big metal boxes speeding by, dogs barking, and the occasional sprinkler sputtering to life?
They don't know how good they have it.
I can't currently reach my private bits, but all the cats are doing it these days so I probably wouldn't mind.
B, they know how good they have it, they just want it to perfect and better.
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