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Wednesday, July 1, 2015


I received a great insult from Lynettea. She told me my blog must be the diary of a nobody, as I have no experience outside the home.
Whose fault is that?
She told me she needs to keep me safe. Does she mean safe and boring?
'I can't even describe a lot of the world to you, Sasha, as you cannot relate it to your home environment and won't know what I am talking about.'
'Try me!'
'Well there is a place you would not like...'
'How do you know that?'
'Let me describe it and see what you think. It is covered with gritty substance, like your cat litter, but ground up very finely. Next to the fine grit, imagine the water in your bowl, or the water in the goldfishes' pond, only a lot more of it, so much that you can't see the end of it, no matter how far you gaze.'
'Even if I climb up a hill?'
'There is a hill near this place, also covered with the fine grit. But even from there you can't see an end to the water. And I must mention that the water is making splashings, very large and wet splashings. So, with the fine grit blowing into your fur...'
'Splashings? Like when you notice me jumping into the sink? I don't like water in my furs. But if I kept far away from the splashings, I would enjoy rushing up and down the hill. Why didn't you tell me about this place before? When can we go?'


Summer at said...

It sounds interesting to me!

Kari said...

Meh! We'll take our nice cool house. Two square meals a day, unlimited crunchies and someone to police our litter box. Not to mention all the soft cozy places to nap. We were all homeless at one time so when Mum opens the door most of us run the other way.

meowmeowmans said...

That place actually sounds pretty interesting, Sasha. Let us know if you get to go, okay? We kind of like digging in our litter boxes, and Moosey and Zoe like water...


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