Friday, March 18, 2011

Fourrures Interdites





Working over papers, I, drinking mucho coffee -- floating in it, threads of tabby.

The cat, Midge, simply cocks her head, as if to say, What? ain't you seen hair before?
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6 comments:

  1. SuzMarch 18, 2011 at 5:50 PM

    Oh that's nothing..never hurt anyone
    ....that kitty is so cute

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  2. signed...bkmMarch 18, 2011 at 10:13 PM

    those eyes would melt any heart...a love for life...bkm

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  3. hedgewitchMarch 19, 2011 at 7:10 AM

    You'll have to find a very powerful bureaucrat to *interdite* the *fourrures* in this case, not sure there are any. I have a powerful *aspirateur* for my dog variety, but it often fails to prevent such incidents. In fact, whilst cleaning the stove the other day, lifted the sealed top to clean below the burners, and found dog hair happily silting up in the corners.

    At least one knows one is never alone.

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  4. TrulyfoolMarch 20, 2011 at 3:39 PM

    Suz,

    I am a kitten lover, and I took this work-stressed time simply to exercise some 'feline space'.

    Trulyfool

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  5. TrulyfoolMarch 20, 2011 at 3:40 PM

    Barbara,

    This is why cats and dogs are such 'scene stealers'!

    TFool

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  6. TrulyfoolMarch 20, 2011 at 3:44 PM

    Joy,

    Aside from the automobile, the coffee maker, and perhaps the computer, the best device in the house is The Lint Buster, old-style.

    Certain places get 'lint-busted' twice a day -- and yield sweatersful of cat-fabric.

    TFool

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