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Cleo the Ferocious; Tery's Home; Paris Hilton STILL needs to get over herself
This goes out to all you cat lovers:

Cleo, 3 months old
Cleo has a "Will Bite" sticker on her cage. If these people need to stick warnings on a kitten, it's amazing anyone has the guts to open Beowulf's cage to feed him. Although in their defense, she did hiss at me a few times. It was about 2 decibels louder than air escaping from a balloon. "Too late! There he is!" "What, behind the rabbit?" "It IS the rabbit!"
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Tery's finally home. Goodbye to my clean house...but also goodbye to eating 6-month-old TV dinners from the back of the freezer. It's no way to live, let me tell you (but a good way to clean out the fridge). I didn't greet her at the airport as happily as I should've, but hey...she chose to arrive smack in the middle of my very narrow napping window between jobs on Saturday night. It took her about a half hour to get off the plane and get her luggage, leaving me sitting in the hot sun in the free waiting lot. To my left, a woman in a huge black SUV kept her windows closed tight and her engine running the entire time. To my right, a jackass didn't want to stink up his own car with cigarette smoke, but saw nothing wrong with strolling back and forth by my open passenger window puffing away. I was a bit grumpy.
But how could I stay mad at her? Not only did she bring me home a cool book about the history of my hometown of Lebanon, CT, but also a sweet Lebanon T-shirt (which I would never in a million years have bought while actually living there) -- it says in collegiate lettering "Lebanon Est. 1700" which is the year the town was incorporated. I also lamented to her my lack of funds when I realized I couldn't live without Season One of The Upright Citizens Brigade a second longer, and hours later she called to confess she had bought it (and Two) for me.
Wait, that last paragraph makes it sound like I only love her for buying me presents. That's only half true -- she also cooks delicious food for me.
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Finally (slow news week) I read in Entertainment Weekly that Paris Hilton is suing Hallmark for using her image and her "signature tagline" "That's so hot" on some of their cards. Just when I thought my contempt for her couldn't run any deeper.

Cleo, 3 months old
Cleo has a "Will Bite" sticker on her cage. If these people need to stick warnings on a kitten, it's amazing anyone has the guts to open Beowulf's cage to feed him. Although in their defense, she did hiss at me a few times. It was about 2 decibels louder than air escaping from a balloon. "Too late! There he is!" "What, behind the rabbit?" "It IS the rabbit!"
~*~
Tery's finally home. Goodbye to my clean house...but also goodbye to eating 6-month-old TV dinners from the back of the freezer. It's no way to live, let me tell you (but a good way to clean out the fridge). I didn't greet her at the airport as happily as I should've, but hey...she chose to arrive smack in the middle of my very narrow napping window between jobs on Saturday night. It took her about a half hour to get off the plane and get her luggage, leaving me sitting in the hot sun in the free waiting lot. To my left, a woman in a huge black SUV kept her windows closed tight and her engine running the entire time. To my right, a jackass didn't want to stink up his own car with cigarette smoke, but saw nothing wrong with strolling back and forth by my open passenger window puffing away. I was a bit grumpy.
But how could I stay mad at her? Not only did she bring me home a cool book about the history of my hometown of Lebanon, CT, but also a sweet Lebanon T-shirt (which I would never in a million years have bought while actually living there) -- it says in collegiate lettering "Lebanon Est. 1700" which is the year the town was incorporated. I also lamented to her my lack of funds when I realized I couldn't live without Season One of The Upright Citizens Brigade a second longer, and hours later she called to confess she had bought it (and Two) for me.
Wait, that last paragraph makes it sound like I only love her for buying me presents. That's only half true -- she also cooks delicious food for me.
~*~
Finally (slow news week) I read in Entertainment Weekly that Paris Hilton is suing Hallmark for using her image and her "signature tagline" "That's so hot" on some of their cards. Just when I thought my contempt for her couldn't run any deeper.
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Glad T's come back to take care of you :)
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Ahhh, my crappy old pickup truck. Twisty roads. Fall foliage. Old Jonathan. I sort of miss it all, but not enough to live there again (Tery drove by my parents' house to see how it was doing. It's for sale again, and inexplicably they've kept the "A to Z" on the mailbox. ?? Weird people. Maybe they think it's a historical mailbox).
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:D
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Mine now.
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Ha! Made you look. Comment deletion is HOT.
Does Tery read your journal? If so, I bet she's nothing but flattered by this entry.
I wasn't aware that Lebanon, Connecticut was important enough to warrant its own history book. Tell me, is it the catchy name that people love, or is it the wicked agricultural shows?
Whyfor comment deletion? I can see no difference between them. Weirdo.
I also sent it to CuteOverload, who apparently have become jaded with all teh cute.
I would like very much to see your kitty, and I'd even comment.
She reads sometimes when I'm especially proud of an entry. She knows how highly I value her cooking.
It's a whole series of books on all kinds of cities in America. But I'll have you know, Miss Skeptical, that Lebanon is very historic. Revolutionary War armies camped there and used buildings that are still standing to this day. AND our agricultural shows are nothing to sneeze at either.
It's subtle, but I assure you it changes the whole meaning of the comment. Or of one little phrase.
Who would've guessed, with a name like that?
I've tried to catch him, but the jerk just curls up like a normal cat when he sees a camera (proof that cats are uberintelligent and are playing us for fools with this house-trained pet act?). That or he tries to play with my strap.
Please. Isn't Lebanon one of those dusty countries? No way the Colonial Army would've camped way over there. Delete delete delete, because I have a feeling your first reaction won't be, "That's funny, I want to shag her!", but "Dear God I hope she doesn't really believe that".
Do you honestly expect me to remember weeks later what you're referring to?
My Kitten Mitten plays with the strap too, but in between she mugs for the camera like the most glamorous movie star. She knows how pretty she is.
Shag you, what? I knew texting would move things too fast. But sure. >; )