Tuesday, December 20, 2005
  this was too funny
byron recounted for me mini's meeting with his cat, stinky. it made me laugh out loud.
stinky is a fat kitty. he recently figured out he was feeding her rations for a 14-lb cat. thanks to the big rations, she almost IS.. but anyway.. in case you get confused: he actually only has one cat besides mini. think: synonyms. (i only point this out cos one of my friends got confused and thought he was a cat guy.)


they dropped her off last night :)
She's so pretty and soft and fluffy, and LITTLE.
OMG, from the pics, I thought she was gonna be all, like.. big. like Stinky-sized when I first got her or something. But she's so tiny and skinny!
And the juxtaposition doesn't do Fatso any justice. Like.. wha. I knew Stinky was turning into a little fatty and all, but she's so gettin weight control formula next go-around. fat fat fat.
Anyway.. yeah.. Fluff's a little sweetie. :)

I brought her into the bedroom to meet Lard Cakes and they made it nose-to-nose all sniffing and investigating.. ears weren't back, hair wasn't raised.. I was thinking "ooo! they might not start off like assholes!"
and then the moaning and hissing began in earnest. and Mini? total instigator!
It's funny because like this morning, Fatass will walk by where La Flaca is sitting, and she'll stare and watch her, but then Mini starts the moaning and hissing first and eggs on Blubbergut.
So anyway.. I had her in bed last night and kept looking out my door to see Tons-Of-Fun sitting there staring and seriously my stomach just started to HURT. like, I felt sooo bad because I didn't want her to feel jealous or replaced, and I don't want her to turn into a mean old Smelly Cat just because there's a cuter little kitty now. So I set Lil' Punk up with a nice cushy fleece blanket on the recliner, and brought Garfield's bed back into my room so she could sleep with me, which she happily did. Nermel stayed in the living room.

For while I'm at work, I have it reversed. Kate Moss is locked in the bedroom, and Orson Wells has the rest of the house. I don't want them "socializing" without me there just yet. not until I can trust EITHER of them to not take a swipe at the other and start a full-on battle.


also, in the next email, he referred to stinky as Pre-Stomach-Stapling-Carnie-Wilson, Goodyear, Wideload, Lunchbox, and Chunk. Good thing the kitty can't read or she'd get a complex. :D
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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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