Thursday, January 26, 2012

Small Fry

Because I believe in investing in friendship.

I do not have a child but I think that my most recent cat might count. He will not eat cheese if it is offered, but he will find all the crackers and/or bread left on the counter, tear open the bag and proceed to scatter bread crumbs everywhere. Because he can.

He went to the vet. for his first set of shots this week. My goal to have an orange cat got sabotaged.  His official colour is cream. And at 5 months he weighs 7lbs. The vets official statement was, and I quote "He is going to be huge." Do I only get to have huge cats? All my cats have been huge.

I nickname everything. Myself, my parents, friends, you name it, I will nickname it. Just a fact. Some one please tell me how I go from Tolliver to Small Fry? Small Fry? Why do I call him THAT? My Dad calls
him squirt, which is normal. Mum calls him babe. Also normal. Small Fry? Huh.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

One Year.

I started this exactly one year ago. I forgot I started it on my birthday. Huh.

I think you should meet Tolliver, but then I would have to use a camera and upload pictures and get them onto this thingy. And that is just way over my pay grade. I did not make up my kitten's name. Just so we are clear. No, it is not the weirdest name you will ever hear, and yes, it suits him.

I did not keep all of last years resolutions. I didn't buy my claymore.

 Also, I don't like gardening. I just don't. Sigh. I haven't got to this years New Years list-of-things-to-fail-at-in-the-coming-year. I am not one for resolutions and it shows up in my keeping of them. But I am back on my blog, so there is that.

Maybe see you soon. No promises.


GERONIMO