Ever since She found those Italian boys who can sing so nicely, She has been thinking about Itlian things. She says cats like Kasey and me are gattos. If we were big fierce cats, like lions (Not our cousin Lion, but wild lions) we would be felinos. Personally, I think felino is nicer than gatto, but since She speaks English, She will call us what She likes.I have seen pictures of my cousin Lion, and if he isn't a felino, I don't know who is.
After She played the Italian boys' music about a thousand times, He said you must really like that CD. She explained that She was trying to tell which of the three boys was singing by himself, and also was trying to translate the words. If She starts mixing in another language when She talks to us, Kasey and I will be baffled.
She saw Kasey sleeping all stretched out and very still. She leaned down to make sure Kasey was alright, because She doesn't usually see her like that. Kasey picked up her head and stared into Her eyes and said what are you looking at? She laughed very hard at that, because Kasey said it in Italian. Or something.
Now She is puzzled about what to have for Her dinner. I suggested fish, but She said we just had that. She likes variety in Her dinners, which is funny, because She usually eats the same thing for breakfast and lunch every day for years at a time.. I'll let you know. Get this - Airy-va-dare-chee.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
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