Tag: Curtains
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Stinky Barkie
In the endless noon of my torturous existence, Hoomama did an evil thing. She brought a Stinkie Barkie into MY house. Worse still, she did not even think to consult with Management first – had she pursued this entirely sensible, wise approach, my brother and I could have guided away from the precipice of such…
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Skirmishes
Well. I promised my loyal fans a fight and that’s exactly what my brother and I have been giving to Hoomama. We will NOT take this unjust captivity lying down! Well…..we might lie down…for a while….because we ARE cats…but we WILL RISE AGAIN! (After a quick bath). We WILL RESIST!
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Ode To Curtains
The scene opens in darkness as Schrodinger is contentedly surveying his work. He sits, quill pen in paw, attempting to compose a poem. Hoomum continues to snore in the background. “Roses are red, violets are blue, oh my dear curtains, how I have missed you….” If the quality of his poetry leaves something to be…
Schrodinger's Diary 