Which Way?

Hi, friends!

It's been so nuts around here. I'd hate to see if people weren't asked to stay in place, or whatever it's called. It always puts me in mind of the *lowers voice* froooozzen peeeople..Or, maybe Lot's wife. I don't know whatever happened to her. You remember - she was told, "Don't look!" And, what did she do? She LOOKED and turned into a pillar of salt. The husband was so distressed, he didn't know what to do, so he took her home. Now that she was salt, she was much lighter and easier to carry. LOL! He put her in their garden and there she stood. She became the inspiration for all those goddesses you see, standing tall amidst the shrubbery and flowers in fancy gardens like this one.

Okay - enough of that. Let me see. I can't think of a darn thing to post about, so forgive my rambling. When I can't think of anything, the mind goes in all directions.

Where was I? Oh, HERE! - Just kidding!

I'll leave you with a really cool quote I heard over the weekend:

"Know yourself. Or, at least take time to renew your acquaintance."

Take care and don't accept catnip unless you know where it's been!

TOM

Learning a New Word!

Hi, there!

I like words and I found a NEW ONE!!

For a cat, I am purrty good at putting words together, especially on my blog.

I'll bet you're curious as to what word I'm talking about.

It's----- *drumroll*----- CAT-CENTRIC.


It means focuses exclusively on cats. How about that! What's not to love?

Between you and me, I think cat-centric is just a fancy way of saying how humans show their love for cats, from fairy tales to capturing us doing what cats do. We're also part of those sweet memories that are held so dear.

Now, I'm going to take my cue from my friend here (I know, we could be twins!) and catch up on my rest:

Take care, friends. We love you! .Zzzzz.....

Tom

Handcart to Hell (It Was Highway, but Hey..)

Hi, folks!

Another week of having everybody underfoot, or under paw as the case may be..
But, we're hanging in, making the best of it. At the same time, grateful to those who are keeping our country safe, and the men and women ready and willing to put on umpteen preventive layers to tend to our sick. There's a special place in Heaven reserved for you guys. You can bank on it!

Now to the handcart to hell part:

I'm being neglected.
Bridget's being neglected.

We're getting restless and irritable, not speaking to each other.

Our toy basket is like Fort Knox. Can't get at half the stuff in there. Bridget's had to resort to playing with old ear buds which she sits on!

                                   

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Then there are those window battles. I know there's plenty of room on the bench for both of us, but sweet talking didn't work, so I had to break out my left hook!

So, friends, we're having our challenges.

Any ideas for solutions? We'll take any - especially if they involve treats!

TOM & BRIDGET 

Social Distancing

Hi, guys!

Look out Merriam-Webster and move over for yet another new word to put in the dictionary!
Social distancing - honestly, the only social distancing I worry about is when I eat. In fact, I want to be in a whole different room since Bridget is such a piglet, snuffles down her food and then heads over to my dish. The housekeeper brings my food into the living room so I can eat in peace with no pressure.

Other than that, I've just been on alert, especially if I think someone's headed out. Hallelujah!
That's, of course, til they come back.

So, I've kept my distance. Kinda hard, though, if you're in the mood for head scratches and there's nobody around to give them to you.

Take care, my good friends. Keep your humans safe, too. Make sure they wash their hands, wear a mask (some parishioners actually look better with their faces covered, LOL) and they shouldn't be going someplace where they're not supposed to!

Sleeping the virus away,
Tom