Sunday, September 19, 2010

Blue Cats

We are not blue in the color of our fur. Humans use thje word blue to mean they are in between happy and sad. Kasey and I feel like that because They feel like that. You can tell by Their half-hearted pets, and we know why. As a matter of fact, if you have been reading my stories, I bet you know why, too. Yes. It is His mother.The lady calls a bunch of times, and She says, don't answer it. I think She knows it makes Him blue to talk to His mother. Today, though, He did answer, and He had to repeat everything so many times that He started to get mad. That makes Her blue. And a little bit mad, besides, because She tells Him not to argue with her. Not to say things like I just told you that. He told His mother 6 times what day it is. You knnow She wouldn't have done that. Oh, well. She'll probably play a bit of Eddie. That makes Her pink again.
It always makes you feel better when you think of other people and how you wish nice things for them. Like Her OzGirl, who is going from her house halfway around the world to Eddie's house, over the ocean. It is because Eddie is doing a show there, where he lives, and OzGirl goes to all Eddie's shows, or at least most of them. OzGirl has a sore shoulder, so we are sending love and purrs to her, and to our cousin Lion, his brother, Nick - and Her OperaGirl while we're at it.
That should keep us from being blue any more. Bye, now.

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