Thursday, April 02, 2009

My Life as Norman Whiskers: NEED STRING!



Phew! Today's lessons involved physical education. I got carried away with the tug of war. My little governess dangled the string and I blacked-out, convinced it was a mouse's tail. Then I used a tactic that I saw once on Tom and Jerry. I pretended my mouth was the entrance to a rodent nightclub. Well, I looked quite stupid. Then my Lady posted my folly on this blog for the world to see. I love my Lady to pieces, but this is a case of cyber-humiliation. Hell Hound has been instructed to write a report to submit to PETA. I really am a smart and dignified cat.

Oops...The little governess is calling. Time to hide.

Cheerio!

-Norman Whiskers

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Dear Internet Traveler,

Welcome to my writer's blog, started about six years ago for fun. Over time, the writing I have posted has ranged from personal reflection, to Long Island history research, to tall tales for my own amusement, to feature articles for local newspapers. As you can see from topics listed here, I travel in many mental directions in regard to interests. Click on the tabs and labels to explore my strange mind which senses that you may be having a criss-cross day. If so, perhaps this blog will distract you. However, please note that if you tell me my blog is beautiful just to get me to advertise rhinoplasty surgery and cheap drugs from Canada in your comment, I will ask the gods to give you a tail that cannot be concealed.

Fondly,

Loren Christie

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