Sunday, August 14, 2011
Fungus on Sunday
Karen Jo: Okay. Tell me all the fascinating things you have done since yesterday.
I dodged the scissors once more and I really hid from that pointy thing.
Karen Jo: That was a seam ripper that was recommended as a way to cut out your mats. I decided pretty fast that you are far too wiggly for me to try to use anything with such a sharp point on it to get rid of your mats.
Emma: The weird litter boycott continues.
Karen Jo: The Desert's Sand remains pristine, untouched by kitty paws. It's fine with me. Now I only have to scoop one litter box.
Emma: Herman, Do you think this new litter thing is really just a fluke, or is Mom being tricky?
I am not sure, but I think we better keep an eye on her.
Karen Jo: I didn't have to share my lunch with any kitty, either.
You got out that stinky stuff that you put on your meat. I don't like that.
Karen Jo: I didn't put any horseradish sauce on the meat, just on my plate. I dipped the meat in it just before I ate it.
I don't like the way it smells at all. It put me right off.
Karen Jo: Don't blame it all on the horseradish sauce. You don't really like roast beef in the first place.
I like rib roast, but you don't get it any more, just like you don't get lamb any more.
Karen Jo: Sorry, but both of them have gone beyond my budget in price. We will all have to wait for a big sale. Don't worry, I will be roasting some chicken again soon.
Yay! Just don't put too many herbs on it.
Karen Jo: What else have you been doing?
Emma: Both of us have spent a lot of time looking out the windows. There have been birdies and rain and wind to watch.
There was a full moon tonight, but it was too cloudy to really see it. It was nice and bright last night, though, and we looked at it quite a bit.