Sunday, July 18, 2010

Tuxedo's Sunday Supplement.

Ahem. My lady seems to have become a bit... Off. 

She is wearing these garish tie-died things, wearing flip flops, and singing nonsense about going to San Franciso, and wearing flowers in her hair...

But WHO is subjected to this flower wearing? 



Of course, I refuse to be so insulted.  Flowers.  Hmph.  I will NEVER wear flowers in MY hair.  Oh, she is calling me over.  Cheese?  Oh... My.  Um. 

Must. Not. Allow. Flowers.   

Cheeeeeeeeeese...

Ahem.  Please don't let my lady know I've hidden her camera.  It's for her own good, after all.  She eats less cheese that way (burp)...

Pardon.




10 comments:

Louise said...

Reverting to the "Summer of Love" are you? Are you sure you're old enough to remember that? Here I thought you were just a young thing.

Sharon said...

Now, that's cute!

John Going Gently said...

I have seen everything now
x

Tina said...

Awwww how cute you look!

Cat said...

Louise:

Yes, actually I am, (was into cookies and bedtime stories rather than peace and love during that era, or at least the tailend I was around for...) I just was having a bit of fun that day, and that song caught my memory. (I like music, yes?)

Cat

Cat said...

Sharon:

I thought so. Rudee didn't. The dog that will roll in dead things and llama beans, HATES the smell of petunias. ONE picture, and that was the end of that!

Cat

Cat said...

John:

Just wait until I decorate the cat! I mean, you know, Tuxedo. Now where is that camera?

Cat

Cat said...

Tina:

I thought he was cute, he didn't seem to think cute exactly fit his opinion.

Disgusted might be closer...

Cat

messymimi said...

Cat, I was also around only for the tail end of that era. When people ask me what I was doing when Kennedy was shot, I tell them probably drooling as I wasn't even a year old yet!

You have a beautiful dog.

Cat said...

messymimi:

I can top that! When I was in college, I had to write a paper on What I Was Doing When Kennedy Was Shot. (That was to be the title we were to use for the paper.)

I was BORN in '67.

That would have been a really short paper...

I ended up writing that since I wasn't there, I would see what the reactions were in the class and what I felt. (And, amazingly, I aced it...) The teacher apologized, she said she thought she'd checked that she had all "older" students. Eh.

Cat