A blog about the English life of an American kitty who lives with one human woman and one indentured servant man and sometimes two young boys.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Our Toys
Good news everyone. Yesterday the sun was out all day. The woman left the house and was "out and about" (she said). She brought us back these toys but we had just woken up from our day-long nap and so we were too sleepy to play. Maybe one day we'll give them a good whack with our paws but we'll have to think about it for awhile.
Later a very little boy came over to our house and scared the bejesus out of Pumpy and me. I immediately ran upstairs and got under the bed. Poor Pumpy isn't so quick and he got trapped on the window and that little boy stroked him. Is there anything more scary than a little child?!
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6 comments:
I know what you mean - people come home with toys and they're all excited but meanwhile you've been sleeping for 100 years and they expect you to just jump up and start playing!
People sure don't fly out of bed and start chasing a ball around that I've seen!
Cool toys you got! Poor Pumpy... I love the expression on his face in the first photo!
New toys!!! I know what you mean, you have to be awake enough to really notice them. Little children don't really scare me. The Lap Lady says I don't have any fear.
Kaze
FEV-VERS! Oh, that's worth waking up for! (we totally agree with you about little children)
fev-vers! they is the bestest!
Pearl,
I brought back a present for you that I found in my attic in America. Get the woman to send me your address, would you?
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