...is what our cat, Cinders, is doing as I attempt to create a new blog using the new Flock browser.
Jake, thanks for the recommendation. Flock is way cool. I mean, I can track my news, keep in touch with my friends and blog. What more could I ask for?
Well, I could ask for a nice Rolodex watch, and I wouldn't be opposed to having a talking dog. But for now, Flock will do.
Back to the cat. My wife, Julie, and I are puzzled by her strange noises, haunted by the padding feet that traipse across the house in pre-dawn darkness.
But then again, that's Cinders, short for Cinderella Sweet Cheeks. She has problems. And wants to drink the milk out of your cereal.
If you're done, of course. Don't mind me.
Is that milk you're drinking? You have a nice lap.
Do you mind if I — ? No, of course you do.
I mean if it's all right with you — ? No, of course it's not.
Look at all the milk! But I'll stop bothering you ... .
No I won't!
And so it goes. On. And on. And on and on.
Meow.
Friday, June 20, 2008
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