Thursday, December 6, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Nothin' special, really
Meowllo!
I like to start each post with a hearty "Meowllo!" even if I'm not feeling particularly hearty. I realized I did not start my last post that way, and I am feeling a bit out of sorts about that. I know I should "pick my battles" about what I should let get to me and what I should just let slide, but what can I say: I'm mewrotic that way.
I don't have much to say today, really, except that I have been finding great comfort when my roommate sings "Mad World" to me along with a recorded instrumental version she found online. Today she sang it to me twice, and I even stopped licking my paw midstream, I was so mesmerized. I'm not even kidding.
In other mews, she brought home a little mouse a week or so ago, which she found downtown on her way home from the gym. When she brought him in the apartment, I thought it was a special lunch for me, but no, she immediately told me all teary that it wasn't. I cried because I wanted a special lunch but also, if mew must know the truth, I was sad for the little guy. She buried him in the flower box "graveyard", which is also the permanent home for another mouse and two birds.
Enough for meow. It's time to nap. I have a feeling she may be joining me!
I like to start each post with a hearty "Meowllo!" even if I'm not feeling particularly hearty. I realized I did not start my last post that way, and I am feeling a bit out of sorts about that. I know I should "pick my battles" about what I should let get to me and what I should just let slide, but what can I say: I'm mewrotic that way.
I don't have much to say today, really, except that I have been finding great comfort when my roommate sings "Mad World" to me along with a recorded instrumental version she found online. Today she sang it to me twice, and I even stopped licking my paw midstream, I was so mesmerized. I'm not even kidding.
In other mews, she brought home a little mouse a week or so ago, which she found downtown on her way home from the gym. When she brought him in the apartment, I thought it was a special lunch for me, but no, she immediately told me all teary that it wasn't. I cried because I wanted a special lunch but also, if mew must know the truth, I was sad for the little guy. She buried him in the flower box "graveyard", which is also the permanent home for another mouse and two birds.
Enough for meow. It's time to nap. I have a feeling she may be joining me!
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Mew Shoe Dork
The other day the lady who lives with me came home with these shoes in her purse. Apparently they do double duty as RAZORBLADES on her feet because she told me she had to take them off a few blocks from our apartment and walk home barefoot! I don't get what the big deal is, since we four-legged types do this all the time and don't think twice about it.
At first I thought the laces/strings/ties/whatever-they-are were RED LICORICE, so I played with it and chewed on it, expecting sweetness. Although I was a bit disappointed, I still found it tasty! She thought it was insanely adorable, so when she went for her camera, I stopped doing it. That didn't stop her from recording the excitement, though. Whatever.
Enjoy! (?)
At first I thought the laces/strings/ties/whatever-they-are were RED LICORICE, so I played with it and chewed on it, expecting sweetness. Although I was a bit disappointed, I still found it tasty! She thought it was insanely adorable, so when she went for her camera, I stopped doing it. That didn't stop her from recording the excitement, though. Whatever.
Enjoy! (?)
Mew Shoe Dork from tofuju on Vimeo.
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