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Cat Lovers
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dv8_fx
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[saywhat] Oh, my virgin eyes 
. Poor cat. 
Give that pooch glasses!!!!! He's got perfect vision ... 50-50
Lee, from folksinger to duo, then four piece to full show band ..... 17 years of it is quite tiring. Most especially those last 8 years before I got married. I would be away from home for 10-11 months a year playing in a foreign country. " The road ain't no place to raise a fam'ly" .
Oooops, I remember sleeping during math classes, wendy [shhh].
vee
. Poor cat. Give that pooch glasses!!!!! He's got perfect vision ... 50-50 Lee, from folksinger to duo, then four piece to full show band ..... 17 years of it is quite tiring. Most especially those last 8 years before I got married. I would be away from home for 10-11 months a year playing in a foreign country. " The road ain't no place to raise a fam'ly" .
Oooops, I remember sleeping during math classes, wendy [shhh].
vee
Vee - 17 YEARS AS A TOURING SINGER/BAND MEMBER!!!!!! Wow. You don't old enough to have been singing that long, Vee.
I can totally understand you not liking traveling. My first corporate job after college was as Sales Mgr. for the Southeast for my company. I was in an airplane Sunday night and did not get back to Atlanta until late Friday night. I HATED it. Motel rooms and rental cars were my life.....my only life. I quit 18 months later and have been self employeed ever since.
Email me your secret for looking young when you get a chance, okay?
You don't old enough to have been singing that long, Vee. I can totally understand you not liking traveling. My first corporate job after college was as Sales Mgr. for the Southeast for my company. I was in an airplane Sunday night and did not get back to Atlanta until late Friday night. I HATED it. Motel rooms and rental cars were my life.....my only life. I quit 18 months later and have been self employeed ever since.
Email me your secret for looking young when you get a chance, okay?
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I don't know... but take a close look at musicians. Except for the white hairs and wrinkles, they all look young, right.? I'd say coz we release our pent up energies and feelings of frustration and pain thru the music we play or sing. I'm not saying - be a musician or singer. But MUSIC KEEPS THE MIND & SOUL YOUNG. Too bad that the music of one's youth is sometimes forgotten coz of the "mature responsibilities" that comes with age.
And looking at your mugshot, you may not sing one dang note in tune, but I believe you looooove music. You've got a good "fountain of youth" vitamin there.
vee
cats vs dogs... a little humour!
EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DIARY
8:00 AM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
9:30 AM - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
9:40 AM - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVOURITE!
10:30 AM - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
11:30 AM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
1:00 PM - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVOURITE!
1:30 PM - ooooooohhh --- Bath --- Bummer!
4:00 PM - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVOURITE!
EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DIARY
Monday, May 12th. This is day 752 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture, intermixed with an occasional tormenting of the dog. Tomorrow, I may eat another houseplant.
Wednesday, May 21st - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, although I must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair ... must try this on their bed...perhaps the pillows.
Saturday, May 24th - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was --- hmmm --- not working according to plan. I may just bring the head...
Tuesday, May 27th- I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time
however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo". What sick minds could invent such a liquid? My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
Friday, May 30th - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odour of the glass tubes they call "beer...". More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of allergies." Must learn what this is, and how to use it to my advantage.
Thursday, June 3rd - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and, perhaps, snitches. The dog is routinely released, and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time...
EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DIARY
8:00 AM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
9:30 AM - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
9:40 AM - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVOURITE!
10:30 AM - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
11:30 AM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
1:00 PM - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVOURITE!
1:30 PM - ooooooohhh --- Bath --- Bummer!
4:00 PM - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVOURITE!
EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DIARY
Monday, May 12th. This is day 752 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture, intermixed with an occasional tormenting of the dog. Tomorrow, I may eat another houseplant.
Wednesday, May 21st - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, although I must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair ... must try this on their bed...perhaps the pillows.
Saturday, May 24th - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was --- hmmm --- not working according to plan. I may just bring the head...
Tuesday, May 27th- I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time
however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo". What sick minds could invent such a liquid? My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
Friday, May 30th - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odour of the glass tubes they call "beer...". More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of allergies." Must learn what this is, and how to use it to my advantage.
Thursday, June 3rd - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and, perhaps, snitches. The dog is routinely released, and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time...
G
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Too funny and what a cute picture! Reminds me of the dog of my parents... several times he entered the room with the cat hanging from his mouth
They were best buddies! :} Sadly the dog died a few years ago but the cat... she's still going strong and is going to be 20 years old this year! Funny read for sure... but SO TRUE for those of us who are cat owners/lovers. I know what you mean Gauss! I know someone who owns a Doberman. Every once in a while it horrifies me to see the cat dangling from his mouth [saywhat] ... but then, they're best friends too! Luckily for "Tom" (the cat), "Jake" (the dog) isn't allowed in the living room so the Tom does find some solace now and then!
Vee... can't wait to see some of your kitty pics when you get back to your puter!
And, hey buddy, it's great to see you check in every now and then while you're on the road.
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Another amazing photograph Wendy!
aww! That is SUCH a sweet pic wendy ... thanks for sharing 
and thanks for 'turning me on' to this thread ... :} w00t!
Now, d'you think I should post those cat pix I put in the Cannon Fodder thread in here, instead? <grin> Or would that traumatise people too much?
Anam
and thanks for 'turning me on' to this thread ... :} w00t!
Now, d'you think I should post those cat pix I put in the Cannon Fodder thread in here, instead? <grin> Or would that traumatise people too much?
Anam
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