the year 2010 has bin bout the worst of my life in more ways than a bidy could count. i aint a'gone list em on a counta how i dont wonta dwell on that kinda thang. i druther thank bout good thangs, lack the way Kingsley n Miss Liberty made such good friends. Miss Liberty gits along with everbidy, but Kimono n Kingsley aint figgerd each other out yet.
heres them friends:
heres hopin nex year will be a bettern fer everbidy ... mayhap we all kin make better friends of our fates ...
ye mite could wonder whut gut me to makin entries agin. tiz purty simple. i am seein a psychotherapist, who lets call him Dr. L, n he thanks ifn i wuz to make a lil entry ever day, it mite could hep me git better. i half to add mitt, i have bin missin bloggin fer sum reason.
today i wonta innerduce Kimono, a cat whose mama musta bin a calico n whose daddy musta bin a tabby. shes gut a lil of both colors, witch makes her rite nice.
heres a pitcher of her on a emery cat we gut fer Miss Liberty, who she never used it even once, but Kimono tuck it fer her place n lacks to sleep on it durin the day:
thankee to all that have bin so kind as to make a lil commint, witch that wood mean Geekman n bile.
i promissd yesterdy that i wood putt up a cuple pitchers of them other critters besides Kingsley that lives with us. furst up is a verr speshul yung lady name of Miss Liberty. we gut her frum the Liberty Harbor Animal Shelter, witch miz bd tuck it into her hed that ifn we had us a cat, mayhap Kingsley wood have a lil more innerestin life. he wuz born in a puppy mill in South Carolina n saved by a verr fine yung lady, who she wuz drivin by a kill shelter when she deecided to check fer inny dogs n found thay wuz 17 of em waitin to be "putt down." she saved em one n all, n Kingsley wuz our lottery winnins as a reesult. we call ourself rescuin him, but he is the one doin the rescuin.
Miss Liberty wuz a cat name of Ovid whenever she pickt me out as i wuz walkin thru the cattery at Liberty Harbor. caint say how she dun it, but out of a room full of nigh on to 200 cats, she reached out her lil paw n tuck my hart. dint even see no other cat that time n sed i wood take Ovid. turnt out Ovid was not a male, as they wuz a'thankin, but the most preschuss lil female ye ever seen. Kingsley made miz bd his person, as twere, n he couldnt have pickt a bettern since thay aint no bettern her. but Miss Liberty deecided i wood be hern, witch she follers me round lack a lil ducklin.
Aint she purty?
bein as how i aint bin up to doin much of nuthin, even takin pitchers, i will save pitchers of tuther cat, Kimono, fer a nuther day (i am a'hopin twill be tomorrow). thankee to Tennessee Jed fer his commint!
sorry i aint writ nuthin fer so long. aint felt much lack doin innythang, cant take much of this here keybird, but i figgerd i wood try to show ye pitchers of the newest members of the family, Kingsley, Miss Liberty and Kimono.
we gut Kingsley fer therapy one week after my 58th birthdy, witch he wuz a rescue, who he is a'rescuin us (or trine hard as he kin). he is spozedly a chiweenie, witch ye kin deecide that fer yer ownself ifn ye wonta, so heres a cuple pitchers:
we gut us a cuple cats also, but my left eye is dun achin frum lookin at this here cumputer screen. so Miss Libertys n Kimonos pitchers will have to wait fer a nuther day. i will try to post a cuple pitchers of them wunderfull lil critters soon.