Month: July 2008

  • A Little Saturday Night Shakespeare

    This was read at our wedding back in 2003. I also read it at a very close friend’s wedding.

    CXVI

    Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove:
    O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
    Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

    Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom:—
    If this be error and upon me proved,
    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

    I guess I just wanted to share a little!

  • My Boys


    Sam and his pops all acting tough… I love these guys!

  • A Kitty Love Story

    Go here:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=adYbFQFXG0U

    Whatta cool little story!

  • Sam’s View From the Towel: How to Awaken Your Human Beings!

    There are many reasons to wake your people up: the house is on fire, someone has broken in (…and they had better NOT try to steal my toys!), the alarm continues to beep loudly and annoyingly and they don’t seem to hear it, or, my personal favourite, BREAKFAST TIME!!!!

    I don’t actually NEED a reason, and neither do you. But it helps.

    I worked out a way to successfully wake up my peeps:

    First, start out gentle. Open up a front paw so that the soft fur between your claws is exposed (but keep your claws in…for now). Softly, slowly swipe this paw against your person’s cheek. This may not work, especially if your peeps (like mine!) are sound sleepers. But if it does work, your people will like it. They think it is cute, and you may get extra pettings and an “Awww… whata cute kitty you are!” for being gentle. I usually try this three times. If it doesn’t work on the third try, I move on to Plan B.

    Plan B is simple: Clean your human’s face. I start with the chin and work my way up to the nose. Sometimes, they move their face away. That’s okay; just move to their ear if they do that.

    If Plan B doesn’t work out, Plan C is this: try sticking your claws out and lightly brushing the hair back from your human’s face (sometimes, I clean their foreheads while I am at it).

    If they are very stubborn (like my Daddy), they may either pull the blankets over their heads or roll onto their stomachs. The blankets can easily be moved out of the way – just use your claws. If your person rolls over, however, you are forced on to Plan D.

    Plan D goes like this: You very gently climb up onto your person’s back and march slowly in place. Purr very loudly. While you are there, you can clean the back of the neck – humans are pretty filthy creatures. They need all of the cleaning they can get!

    If Plan D does not work, you may have to kick your aggressiveness up a notch (especially if you are hungry!). Try climbing onto the back of your human’s head. From there, march downward, making your way to an ankle. Lay down on the back of a calf to keep it steady. If the foot is exposed, give it a couple of licks, and maybe a nibble. If the foot is under the covers, dig your claws into it a little.

    You may not get the “awww… whatta cute kitty you are!” that you would get from being gentle, but you will get your point across… and you’ll get breakfast!

    … And breakfast is the most important meal of the day.


    Mommy likes to start her day with a Vitamin Water…

  • Don’t “Yup” Me!

    I hate it when I say “Thank you,” and the other person says, “Yup.”

    Yup = Yes

    Me: “Thank you.”
    Cashier/Coworker/Whoever: “Yes.”

    Yes??? You’re confirming that yes, I thank you?

    Reminder: The proper response to “thank you” is “You’re welcome!”

    Are we that lazy now? We simply cannot be bothered with three syllables? We needed to cut it down to “Yup”? And who came up with this “yup” crap, anyway? And if we wanted to shorten the phrase —because my GOD, using it might cause us to have to, I don’t know, draw in an extra breath?— wouldn’t we cut it down to something like, I don’t know, “Welcome”, maybe? I know you’re probably saying, “But Vaness… that’s STILL two whole syllables!”

    I guess we can’t have this:

    Me: “Thank you!”
    Cashier/Coworker/Whoever: “Come!”

    And saying “wel” just sounds stupid.

    So how about, just for the heck of it, we stick with “You’re welcome” or “Welcome!”?

    At least, until something better than “Yup!” comes along?

  • A Few of The Sam’s Favourite Things

    The Sam was a little upset with me for answering the featured question without him. He’s made a list of a few of his favourite things and has asked me to share it with you all:

    1. Thanksgiving Day Dinner!
    2. Feet…especially MOMMY’S feet…at night…when she’s sleeping…heh, hehhhh!
    3. String, and anything that looks like string!
    4. Catnip. Lots and lots of catnip…plant of the gods!
    5. Plotting Mikey’s demise.
    6. Eating moths: they taste great!
    7. Sleeping…..zzzzzz…..
    8. Bird Watching!
    9. Brushing my own face!


    Don’t let her fool you! Mikey is evil with kaleidoscope eyes!

  • Sam’s View From the Towel: Feet

    I love feet. But, you know, being a cat, I have my standards:

    1. I love feet…. but I don’t loooooooove feet. Let’s just get THAT straight right now. Keep your paws away from my junk, please.

    2. The stinkier, the better. My dream feet smell like sweat, a piece of bacon, horse-poop, my own urine, and a California roll.

    3. I love stinky tootsies, but you HAVE to clean that crap growing under your big toe nail… but for the love of God, don’t throw that living bit of goop out. I think it may be a cure for something.

    4. You can put your foot down on my stomach and rub my belly that way… but if you put your foot down too hard, you will be scratched! I don’t like to break out the claws, but I’m not too into being cat-handled, either. Apply pressure at your own risk.

    5. If you rub the rough calloused skin at the bottom of your foot against my forehead, I will lick the bottom of your foot. If you are very ticklish, you should perhaps just pet me with your hand.

    6. If you move your foot under the covers, don’t be surprised when I attack. I can’t help it and I like it and I HAVE to do it, so just put your big human pants on and deal with it!

    7. If you don’t want me to scratch, chew, drool on, and rub myself against your shoes, don’t wear them.

    8. If you don’t want me to pee on your shoes, don’t leave them on the floor. Everything on the floor is mine, including your feet. Mine!

  • How to Properly Take a Nap

    The Sam naps after a large meal of roasted chicken, baked potato salad (with bacon…Sam LOVES bacon!), and some Cherry Garcia ice cream!

  • Twinkie the Kid?

    This is disturbing! So of course, I am sharing it! Go to this link:

    http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/196223

    and click “Watch This movie”.