Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Nippy Tuxie Tueday
Karen Jo: Just what do you call enough? I gave you about eight of them before I told you that I had work to do and quit this morning. I gave you your nip kitty and sprinkled nip on your cardboard scratcher and Turbo Scratcher. Just before I went to work, I gave you five or six more. I think you are becoming a nip head.
And what's wrong with that? I don't get really stoned, just playful and happy.
Karen Jo: There's nothing wrong with it. I gave you nip treats tonight when I got home until you didn't want any more. I didn't even count them, but I know that it was more than ten.
Mom gives me other kinds of treats, too. In the morning she mixes the nip treats up with Temptations, Greenies and Pounce. She ran out of Greenies today.
Karen Jo: I will get you some more Greenies tomorrow.
Mom is eating turkey again. I ate a little bit of it today.
Karen Jo: A friend of mine has a family that doesn't like the dark meat, so she brings some of it to me. You only ate two bites. I don't know why. It is really good.
I think maybe I only really like freshly cooked people food. I am not so keen on leftovers.
Karen Jo: Your loss. I still don't understand your reactions to my cooking. You won't touch a bite of pot roast, so the last time I cooked it, I put in onions and herbs. You kept meowing and meowing at me all the time it was cooking, like you wanted some. When it was done, I let you smell it and you walked away like you were offended at the very idea that you might like to eat some. I wouldn't have given you any because of the onion at any rate, but I wanted to know why you were meowing. Were you disgusted at the smell or what?
I am not telling. I have to keep you guessing.