I was just enjoying leftovers from Tana’s and Thwok came up while I wasn’t looking and stole a piece of freakin’ broccoli. Not lobster. Broccoli.
Weird animal.
Oh, and Deb, I got your emails. I have had NO time to reply to about 90% of my email lately. It sucks, being so swamped, but I hope to catch up on everything one of these days. No, really. I do. *sigh* Oh, and Susan, you can email the script and I may have time to skim it this weekend. Not sure yet.
Doin’ the best that I can.
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Last cat I knew who loved broccoli?
Cleo the Wonder Cat.
Draw your own conclusions…
how much do I love the last line of your post, because the blog i started writing this very day is titled,
“lord, i was born a ramblin’ (wo)man”
good luck with all your busyness, rockstar!
xxoxo
One of my pooch’s favourite foods is cantaloupe. Her primordial, carnivorous ancestors are whirling in their graves. 🙂
My black cat LOVES black olives… every time I open the can, she says, “Olives in a mutha-fuckin’ can!” then tries to stick her little paws in the can and “claw” one out… it’s crazy. Cats rock.