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Whimsical Wednesday # 242

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

"Hey...did you ever notice that your pincushion looks exactly like me?! Weird..."

read this in our Sunday paper yesterday

"how will Donald Trump deport illegal migrants from the US?

Juan by Juan"


Musical Monday # 115


Sunday Selections # 291


Bonus Post! and it's a poem, but not written by me

Alas, poor Yorrick, I knew him well,
What he died of is hard to tell.
Something he ate must have caused his demise,
Just what it was may be a surprise

Was it meat or fish, that fatal dish?
Eggs or chicken, milk or cheese?
Sprays on the veg, or bugs in the water?
Salmonella in poultry, diseased cattle at slaughter?

Perhaps it was brown bread, the latest of threats,
He did seem so healthy, we'd best hedge our bets,
The post mortem will tell at the end of the day,
Just what it was that took him away.

Till then perhaps best not to eat or drink
As we could also be on the brink
Of a fate just like his, the unfortunate fellow
And die of a fever, be it black, green or yellow.

They've done the post mortem
'Twasn't food irradiation,
He'd heard all the reports,
And died of starvation!

(another one copied from who-knows-where and saved in the old envelope)

Wednesday's Words on a Friday


how big is your cat?

I've just attempted to measure Angel, who is sprawled across my table.
He wasn't completely stretched out, more relaxed, and had his tail curled around too; but roughly, from nose to bum he is a smidge under 60cm, then add his tail which is a bit over 30 cm.

Earlier I saw him standing at attention by the big flowerpot and noticed his ears were above it by about 5cm, so I went out later to measure that distance. When standing with head held up listening, from ground to ear tip, Angel is close to 40cm high. I'm not sure about ground to shoulder measurement.

No wonder he takes up so much space when he is stretched across my bed or table.

Thursday Thoughts # 96

quotes from who-knows-where
(I found the notes in an old envelope when clearing out stacks of old magazines)

When I was a kid I thought grown-ups never 
worried about anything
I figured that once you grew up
you automatically knew what to do
in any given scenario
I don't think I'd have been in such a hurry
to get to adulthood
If I'd known the whole thing was going to be ad-libbed.

Recipe for a Dream
Take one dream. Dream it in detail.
Put it in your own hands. See its final outcome
clearly in your mind. Then mix it with a little effort and add
a generous portion of self-discipline. Flavour it with a wholesome
pinch of ambition. Stir briskly with confidence until the mixture becomes
clear, the doubt separated from the resolution.
Then bake at an even temperature until the dream rises and is firm to touch.
Decorate with individuality. Cut into generous portions and serve with justifiable
pride.  Approached in this manner, life is a piece of cake. 

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Angel update

You'll all be pleased to hear that Angel's claw wound is completely healed and the hair is beginning to grow back over it.

Yesterday I witnessed him hissing like a wild cat at his 'friend' from across the driveway, when the friend wanted to join him on our front porch.

Usually they will share the sunny porch, but stay at opposite ends, so I think perhaps B was the one who lost his claw in Angel's shoulder.

Whimsical Wednesday # 241

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

"I feel sometimes the walls move..."
"Do you drink coffee?"

I think I've posted this one before.

Musical Monday #114