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February 09, 2006
Cat in cupboard
Cat in cupboard. I know not why.
Posted by John at February 9, 2006 12:40 PM
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and she's headed to the LEAN FAT MACHINE thing - -whatever that does!
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 12:43 PM
You MUST know of the wonders of the GEORGE FOREMAN GRILL!?
Posted by: John at February 9, 2006 12:52 PM
john, i have a coffee grinder in my place.
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 12:59 PM
That's your *only* appliance? I can't see cooking a steak in a coffee grinder.
Posted by: John at February 9, 2006 01:03 PM
oh, don't worry, there's a toaster, too.
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 01:05 PM
I have a cappacino (sp?) machine. It makes a gorgeous steak.
Posted by: kerry at February 9, 2006 01:05 PM
toast and steak and fresh cappuccino ... sounds like we got a meal!
Posted by: John at February 9, 2006 01:08 PM
i know i used the grinder yesterday. and i believe the toaster was last spotted in the space under the kitchen sink.
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 02:06 PM
Hiding behind the cat?
Posted by: John at February 9, 2006 02:18 PM
she don't really hang out in there. she prefers to follow me around absolutely everywhere i go and wait for me to pick her up. codependent, you know.
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 02:25 PM
Sounds like how my uncle's dog behaves whenever I dog-sit. The problem is the dog is about the same size as me so the picking-up part of the story is a bit of a problem...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/34822357@N00/96341070/
Posted by: kerry at February 9, 2006 03:20 PM
Kerry has flickr!
Posted by: John at February 9, 2006 03:25 PM
oh, what a lovely beast he is!
I believe dog-sitting is the ultimum way to experience the company of a dog. You don't have to commit to walking it 12 times a day 365 days a year and spend your evenings in for the rest of your life. It's kinda like being a grandparent (according to my mother - all the fun, none of the actual responsibility). Plus the dog instantly adores you! That's the true meaning of "free love" as far as I'm concerned.
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 03:26 PM
Codependent ... does that mean she picks you up sometimes too after you follow her around?
Posted by: John at February 9, 2006 03:27 PM
it means she's dependent on "co" which is me.
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 03:49 PM
It is indeed true. part-time dog ownership is the bomb! :) He's a great dog.
I do indeed have flickr. :)
...my uncle has a cat too - she's very sweet... unless she's trying to get out of the house.
Posted by: kerry at February 9, 2006 03:51 PM
this cupboarded cat has such a symetrical arlequin thing going on in her face.
Posted by: Elise at February 9, 2006 04:01 PM
No doubt representative of a perfect balance between good and evil.
...for your sake John, I hope more good then evil. ;)
Posted by: kerry at February 9, 2006 04:11 PM
Hey, we're talking cat here: they're ALL evil.
Posted by: John at February 9, 2006 05:20 PM
touché
Posted by: Kerry at February 9, 2006 07:02 PM
Ok John, we're ready for something new... ;)
Posted by: kerry at February 10, 2006 10:08 AM