tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12348999106008766092024-03-05T08:48:31.256-05:00Ottawa Meow MeowThis is what it looks like when cats blog.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-13848356551494373952007-07-03T16:41:00.000-04:002007-07-03T16:43:29.887-04:00We've moved!For anyone who's looking for us, we've moved! (Told you I'd take action!) You can find us at <a href="http://ottawameowmeow.wordpress.com/">http://ottawameowmeow.wordpress.com</a>Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-26950352041808055192007-06-27T16:17:00.000-04:002007-06-27T16:22:48.335-04:00What the hell is this?! I click on the "next blog" icon, and it takes me to porn sites? Come on! Blogger should not allow this kind of content on here. Now, I'm freaked, cause WebSense blocked it, and I don't want it to seem like I was looking at that! Well, this can prove as evidence, and if they really want to question me about it, I'll just click on the "next blog" icon. <blockquote></blockquote>The internet was created as a space for information, education and artistic expression. Meow I know some people will argue that porn is an artform, but I disagree completely. It's demeaning, and disgusting. I'll look for another blog hosting site, and move Ottawa Meow Meow. Neko and I will not have any part in this. We have had it.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-59341330547839261032007-06-27T15:58:00.000-04:002007-06-27T16:12:58.599-04:00Just finished another sudoku puzzle in no time... I've been told to sign up for a solving competition, but that's just not my thing. I do theses to relieve stress, not add more, and I don't seek competition. It's everywhere in life, so why seek it? <blockquote></blockquote>Anyways, we're in the middle of a heat wave, which doesn't faze me one bit, but I feel for Neko. She has to wear that thick fur coat of hers, doesn't like water, and lives in a flat without a/c. I give her ice cubes in her water dish, leave the fan on, and shut the blinds. I'll give her an ice pack to lie on when I get home. I don't like to see pets suffer. Anyone who walks their dog in this heat without bringing water for them, or leaves them alone in a hot car, should be forced to put on a dog costume, fur and all, and be subjected to the same conditions. Not so funny meow, is it? This would be a better deterrent than fines and tickets. I mean, they pay, then they might do it again, but if they were forced to wear a dog suit, and sit in a hot car, then they might remember. <blockquote></blockquote>I don't know about anyone else, but I think some members of society are on the decline. Not all, but some. In the news yesterday, some guy beat his daughter's pregnant cat to death. Meow, what kind of sick and twisted individual is that? Beating a cat? A pregnant cat? I'd like to beat him with a tire iron if I could, but it would not be worth the jail time. News like that just makes me really sick, and it takes a lot to get me this angry, as I usually display indifference towards the news. <blockquote></blockquote>Well, that's enough of that. Shit happens, that's why toilets were invented.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-77122864318071407852007-06-26T15:09:00.001-04:002007-06-26T15:21:44.687-04:00Cat soundsIt's amazing to hear the wide range of sounds that cats make. Neko has at least 20 different vocalizations, if not more. If I figure out how to put audio on here, I will upload some. for example, she goes "mrr" when she jumps, "mmphh" when she gets a shot, and let's not forget her heat noises that keep everyone on our floor up all night! I have never heard anything like it, and I've pretty much owned cats all my life. Although, the cats of the 21st century are much smarter than those born before. The cat downstairs goes "row row roww?" when I call his name. It's like he's trying to talk. I should do some research and studies on cat sounds, as it could be interesting and useful to know.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-35888741399846254232007-06-26T15:09:00.000-04:002007-06-26T15:15:30.436-04:00I don't know what to write here, so it's time to let the fingers take over. Let's see... I've written countless times about cats, communist cats, how everything at home reveolves around Neko.., mao mao mao. Well, this is a cat blog, written by a real live kitsune, so what else can I say?
things are going good here at work, I don't have anyone hovering over my shoulder like at my last job... that was just too much pressure for me. this is a welcome change. The creative cats don't meow when I'm under stress, so they're back now.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-52074034329975425482007-06-26T09:16:00.000-04:002007-06-26T09:23:33.893-04:00day 2it's day 2, and so far, so good. They've been giving me things to do that are constructive, and help pass the time. This will be a good month. Next week, it will be a long weekend, as Canada day is sunday, so I get Monday off!! Sweet. I can take Neko for a bike ride around the museum grounds (close to my complex). She would like that. She likes to get out, but is deathly afraid of other cats. I think we'll go pick some strawberries this evening, after work. It will have cooled down by then, and we'll have some sweet local berries. (no other cats there, either). I don't understand why Neko likes doing people things, and not cat things. She must think she's human, just cause I can communicate with her.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-18398319734300485992007-06-25T14:58:00.000-04:002007-06-25T15:04:08.091-04:00working again!Well, today is my first day at my new contract, and it seems to be going well. It's not very complicated. It's so nice to finally be out of the house, and working. I have an hour for lunch, so that gives me plenty of time to go to the library, and walk around downtown. I think I'll enjoy this month. Too bad I don't get paid until next week, when my contract will be half-over. At least I don't have all those blockers on here, I can work on my cv, and not get stuck again.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-50136657403078856282007-06-23T11:16:00.000-04:002007-06-23T11:20:42.300-04:00Neko, can you see the difference?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQmj5CLECd3AHBE5Hmxp2mZoLBuo_Kcr0ePM0RdTmROS2vapm3DmXFaTpie2nEekGv97eRZS0ijuNPGKwxB1Xf5WDC5Q1hndQgR0ORtMiCXOHVhaJ7vB_oWl4fu0oR5ho1gzYNylxFK88/s1600-h/maomoney.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079279213226904770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQmj5CLECd3AHBE5Hmxp2mZoLBuo_Kcr0ePM0RdTmROS2vapm3DmXFaTpie2nEekGv97eRZS0ijuNPGKwxB1Xf5WDC5Q1hndQgR0ORtMiCXOHVhaJ7vB_oWl4fu0oR5ho1gzYNylxFK88/s320/maomoney.jpg" border="0" /></a>
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<div>I sure can!!! I mean, Neko, I am not Mao! For the last millionth time, stop calling me that!! You can say Meow, or Mew, which is a lot closer to Mitsu, than Mao!!! You little commie cat!!! It's starting to get annoying, Neko. I'll have to get your eyes checked if you keep this up.</div>Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-50273944389739123922007-06-23T11:12:00.000-04:002007-06-23T11:14:19.470-04:00My keyboard is pissing me off!!I have one of those bilingual keyboards, and it automatically switched to French mode, while I was typing up my last post. Maybe I can go back and fix it....Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-49518991509227080742007-06-23T11:07:00.000-04:002007-06-23T11:15:20.053-04:00SWEET!!!I have sweet news!! I landed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tix</span> to go see Benny <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Benassi</span> at Heaven, on July 22<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nd</span>!!! SWEET!!! I'm really into electronic music, and the last time he was in Ottawa, it was sold out. Meow, I found out early, and managed to get some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tix</span>! They were 40$ each, and the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">show's</span> not till next month, so they might be more later. But I have absolutely no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">intention</span> of selling these, I am going there to have fun, and listen to some kick ass beats!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">I'm</span> going with my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">hottie</span>, of course. Sorry <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Neko</span>, but cats <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">aren't</span> allowed in the club. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">You'll</span> just have to make do with listening to my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Cd's</span>.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-5066058008566682082007-06-21T14:00:00.000-04:002007-06-21T14:07:04.768-04:00Smashed upYesterday, I didn't post anything, as I had a nasty little accident. I jumped off my board, then twisted my ankle out. That hurt like a bitch, and now the rest of my week off is screwed! I have to use crutches to get around, I can't maneuver the damn things!!! I can't drive either, not until Monday, when I go back to work. My hottie doesn't want me moving around much, but I still get up and limp around my flat. There's just nothing else to do. I want to do stuff on the weekend, and I think I'll be ok with just a brace on. I hate those freaking crutches!!! I intend on recovering fast, but I don't think I'll be skating for a while after this. Oh well, I'm going to do my nails now, there's nothing else to do sitting around here.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-32882335826537258412007-06-19T15:04:00.000-04:002007-06-19T15:09:59.394-04:00SWEET!!!!This morning, I got the best wake-up call ever!!! I found out that I got the secretary job at CDIC!!! Freaking SWEET!!! I start Monday, so at least I get to enjoy the rest of this week off, without all the stress. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, so they say. I'm glad cause it's all good timing, and I beat out the other candidates....<em> </em>I can't believe it! I mean, I've been crap in interviews before, but this was much easier. It wasn't one of those "what do you have to offer, where will you be in 5 years" types of interview. It was more or less, do you have experience in this, and they made me speak French to see how good it was. Must have been ok, otherwise they wouldn't have given me the contract. Meow, to enjoy the nice weather.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-69548138136112664402007-06-18T13:16:00.000-04:002007-06-18T13:37:59.108-04:00My Commie Cat<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkKjUpD3GoYEoadICW0UnFLpC-AcGiscoNH8_hUH3p-p3UwgSlMjUZpGT9NM8Fr8Vnm2bn1UBSm8K1AQd4OiBDQTo7FPBFriKLrpSQQz5JXS5ahQS-O4i3Oz_TE_FbMzwaE8Q4Q1-OIMU/s1600-h/maomaomao.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077459942389730482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkKjUpD3GoYEoadICW0UnFLpC-AcGiscoNH8_hUH3p-p3UwgSlMjUZpGT9NM8Fr8Vnm2bn1UBSm8K1AQd4OiBDQTo7FPBFriKLrpSQQz5JXS5ahQS-O4i3Oz_TE_FbMzwaE8Q4Q1-OIMU/s320/maomaomao.JPG" border="0" /></a>
<div>I think that Neko could be a communist. It's not just me, my hottie thinks so too. She likes to sleep on this red blanket, and prefers red toys to other colours (which is odd, as cats are colourblind). She keeps calling me Mao, as well. I know, she's just meowing, but most of the time, it comes out as "Mao". It's strange, as I believed that cats were not politically inclined in any way, shape or form. Why couldn't she be a conservative, like me? We're trying to figure out how she became a commie. Maybe she was born in a communist house, where they talked about Mao all the time, but how could she know about him? He died over 30 years ago! Well, we might just be over analyzing this, as she also says "meow", "may", "no", "myeah", and "miai". Cats have various vocalizations, but it's kind of creepy when she's in heat, howling, and going "Mao, Mao, Mao". We'll never know about her political affiliations, as cats don't vote or campaign in elections.</div>Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-76846489947808921582007-06-18T13:09:00.000-04:002007-06-18T13:15:34.955-04:00I had an interview this morning at CDIC, hopefully I'll have the job...Just a matter of waiting now. If I do get it, I'll start next Monday. Now, moving on to other things, I accomplished the impossible this weekend... I learned to ride a bike!!! It's pretty tricky to learn at my age, but with the help of some websites, and my persistent hottie, I was doing circles around our complex last night!!! I bought an old beater for 40$ on Friday night, stripped it down, took all the nasty ass pink paint off of it, and repainted it blue. It runs great!! Now, I have to go fix the squeaky brakes. I tried coasting on Saturday night, and last night, I could push off, pedal around, and jump speed bumps!! This goes to show that you're never too old to learn anything new.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-47507768772978847152007-06-13T12:41:00.000-04:002007-06-13T12:42:07.429-04:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVB8qnbYqbxrfyLfr-1ZHrZFlBb7tgzfR_o5XKwf-MwMHK1fQosobjsl3nGujpxqrb16ZKAIunrT00xIC8VgZ4gaenesU2CA0W5j7eSjJuqW-TPBR2FF8fhAZFIOpjadbAUEWColvbKoU/s1600-h/team7asnekos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075590102607613090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVB8qnbYqbxrfyLfr-1ZHrZFlBb7tgzfR_o5XKwf-MwMHK1fQosobjsl3nGujpxqrb16ZKAIunrT00xIC8VgZ4gaenesU2CA0W5j7eSjJuqW-TPBR2FF8fhAZFIOpjadbAUEWColvbKoU/s320/team7asnekos.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<div></div>Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-25465126102606573402007-06-13T12:36:00.000-04:002007-06-13T12:39:41.711-04:00I don't know how someone can willingly not work. It's only been my 3rd day now, and I'm bored and stressed. I'll call some of the agencies, and tell them that I'll take anything except service at this point. I have a car to pay for, rent, food, bills etc. I can't just sit around. It's making me rip my hair out!!!Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-3411463281795811822007-06-11T15:39:00.000-04:002007-06-11T16:11:43.746-04:00Horny cat(this is a parody of Fantastic Cat, inspired by Neko). <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
why do you strut 'round like that? <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
why must you call like that? <blockquote></blockquote>
Hoo hoo hoo, horny cat!
<blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
you howl and keep me up all night! <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
look, the way you act just isn't right! <blockquote></blockquote>
Hoo hoo hoo, horny cat! <blockquote></blockquote>
<blockquote></blockquote>You are a cat that's in heat today, <blockquote></blockquote>
rolling on the floor making a funny face. <blockquote></blockquote>
Little cat, with no other interests, <blockquote></blockquote>
than getting a tom cat to bang you in here! <blockquote></blockquote>
<blockquote></blockquote>Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
you've been at this over a week. <blockquote>
</blockquote>Horny cat, <blockquote>
</blockquote>you are a sex-crazed furry freak! <blockquote></blockquote>
Hoo hoo, you're a horny cat! <blockquote></blockquote>
Are you OK? Here we go! <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
one day I'm gonna get you fixed. <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
I want to get a good night's sleep. <blockquote></blockquote>
Hoo hoo, horny cat! <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
What gets you so turned on like that? <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
Is it the weather that we've got? <blockquote></blockquote>
Hoo, horny cat!
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
why do you strut 'round like that? <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, <blockquote></blockquote>
why must you call like that? <blockquote></blockquote>
Hoo hoo, hoo hoo,
Hoo hoo, hoo hoo, <blockquote></blockquote>
Hoo hoo, you're a horny cat! <blockquote></blockquote>
Horny cat, horny cat (fades out).
<blockquote></blockquote>Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-56772567663587333582007-06-11T15:36:00.000-04:002007-06-11T15:38:25.221-04:00stress...well, I've only heard from one agency today, and it's not a sure thing... I hate it when they do that. Now, if I don't hear back, I should give them a shout... I think I'll do that now. I'll never quit another job again, as long as it's not in the service industry. I probably didn't get this one, as I don't have experience, blah blah blah.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-60530838017916273982007-06-10T23:31:00.000-04:002007-06-10T23:42:33.956-04:00Stress, Stress, Stress...Tomorrow's Monday, and I still don't have anything lined up yet. I got such short notice, I mean, how are you supposed to find a job in 1 week? Even the agencies need more time than that... I'm just absolutely positively sick and tired of this! I would usually be in bed by now, but the stress is getting to me, and I can't sleep (or type without making typos). I hate having to pop pills all the time, especially since you can become dependent on them. I have different kinds, that I alternate in between, as to not create a dependency. I was doing great for the past 3 months, i only needed one occasionally. I guess the sleep problems come up when I am under stress. Now, to turn off the PC and try to enjoy some manga while waiting for these suckers to take effect...Then it will all be spacey and trippy, maybe I will dream of little fuzzy balls, and wake up and find myself in the defensive ball position...Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-91688802914657368062007-06-10T23:15:00.000-04:002007-06-10T23:24:23.248-04:00More things that cats do for us<blockquote></blockquote>Keep us entertained.
<blockquote></blockquote>Make us laugh uncontrollably when chasing a fly.
<blockquote></blockquote>Act as conversation starters when you're walking your cat.
<blockquote></blockquote>Help us forget about life's stresses.
<blockquote></blockquote>Provide free extermination services.
<blockquote></blockquote>Warm up our chairs for us.
<blockquote></blockquote>Give us the talent of understanding cat-anese.
<blockquote></blockquote>Sense things for us, like when a storm is coming. <blockquote></blockquote>Give cat kisses.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-13874254222560065572007-06-10T11:31:00.000-04:002007-06-10T11:36:37.598-04:00What Cats Do For Us<p>Warm our laps. </p><p>Give us someone to talk to. </p><p>Help reduce high blood pressure.</p><p>Bring the winter air inside, nestled in their coats. </p><p>Create a kindred feeling with other "cat people". </p><p>Make us more aware of birds. </p><blockquote></blockquote><p>Donate their services as alarm clocks. </p><p>Display daring acrobatic feats right in front of our eyes. </p><p>Contribute to living a longer life.</p><p>Make a window sill more beautiful. </p><p>Keep mice on the run. </p><p>Make us smile. </p><p>Inspire poets and playwrights. </p><p>Teach us how to land on our feet. </p><p>Let us indulge our desires to really spoil someone. </p><p>Make our homes warmer.</p><p>Remind us that life is mysterious.</p><p>Share with us the all-is-well experience of purring.</p><p>Instruct us in the luxurious art of stretching. </p><p>Show us how to lick our wounds and go on.</p><p>Give us cool cartoon characters. </p><p>Make even an old worn couch look beautiful. </p><p>Open our hearts. </p><p>-Unknown</p>Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-27578294062692913422007-06-07T14:58:00.000-04:002007-06-07T15:04:52.684-04:0022So, I'll be 22 tomorrow, but it really does not make much of a difference at this point. In the workplace, the magic number is 25, that's when you start getting taken seriously and you get a little more respect. I don't feel like I'm gettig that much older, and I feel older than 22, with all this stress in my life. Most people my age are still partying, in Uni, and having a good time. I graduated last June, and now I feel a bit ahead of myself. It's true. I've never seen it this way before, but I do have all older friends, my hottie is older than me, and probably the only young things that I do, are playing video games, skating and clubbing... I don't want to waste my life, but it's been done. I'm living the life of a 32-year old instead. But this is the way it will always be, as I'm not going to have any kids, or anything like that. So, maybe when I'm old, I'll feel like I'm living the life of someone younger. Well, it's all good, it's ok being the crazy young cat lady.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-69336966771656455842007-06-07T14:47:00.000-04:002007-06-07T14:57:26.777-04:00tired of thisI'm beginning to get tired of it here, and the closer my end date gets, the more I want to leave. I can sense something here, and it doesn't feel right. It's almost like being paranoid, as if the wall have ears (which they most likely do). This place is a gossip farm, no doubt about it, and being the youngest here does not work in my favour. This is why we should have diverse workplaces, with a variety of ages and genders. (it's all women here, which can explain a lot). You never know who is with you, or against you. This is almost like office Survivor. I just want to be in a healthier work environment.Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-1068191238039619402007-06-07T13:58:00.000-04:002007-06-07T14:44:42.220-04:00When Cats KissThis is what it feels like when cats kiss,
<p>Whiskers tickling your face,</p><blockquote></blockquote><p>Little wet tongue on your neck.</p><p>This is what it sounds like when cats kiss,</p><p>Purring noises in your ears,</p><p>Meows waking you from your deep sleep.</p><blockquote></blockquote><p>This is what it looks like when cats kiss,</p><p>A cat face really close to yours,</p><p>Yellow eyes staring intently.</p><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote><p>This is what it is when cats kiss.</p><p> </p><blockquote><p> </p></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote>Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234899910600876609.post-48723501949537876702007-06-07T11:51:00.000-04:002007-06-07T11:53:43.696-04:00Beware of Cat v.2Remember I mentioned the smoke alarm test on the 5th?
this was my sign: <blockquote></blockquote>Beware of Cat <blockquote></blockquote>this was the response: <blockquote></blockquote>Thanks for warning us! That cat is vicious!Mitsuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07511938911962147820noreply@blogger.com0