i just love lounging. i can do it just about everywhere. but nothing beats the comfort of a couch! especially
under a nice warm lamp. i snooze for hours and hours. the only thing to stop me from snoozing any longer
is food. but after a light lunch, say a chili cheeseburger on a toasted wheat bun, with gorgonzola cheese
sprinkled with bacon bits and a sweet pickle , i’m right back on the couch armrest for another snooze.
no time to lose, because it’ll be dinner time before i know it!
you can never lounge too much!
this is frans’ daughter, just eating up this kitty.
he doesn’t seem to appreciate a good hugging- he’s just being loved
up and down! maybe he’s hungry and would rather be eating.
i understand how he feels. i know i get a little cranky when i’m hungry,
and a long, drawn-out petting session can be annoying when your mind
is on a big bowl of linguini and clams with a slice of carrot cake for dessert.
what’s the big deal about winning a cup that you can’t even drink from? i’d much rather have
a big cup of milk, or better yet, a chocolate chip milk shake in a big mug. this is what those
guys on tv were running around for?
i don’t understand people at all. i say if you can’t eat or drink it, it isn’t worth doing! and now
i’m taking a nap to dream about something i can eat.
i know envy is not good trait, but it so pains me to see others eating when i’m not. never mind that i already had a
yummy chicken avocado omelet with onions and salsa and cheddar cheese. but that was almost an hour ago, and this
one always waits for ever to eat his breakfast so it sits there just begging me to eat it but i can’t!
a cat’s life is so frustrating sometimes. no one appreciates food like me, and i am being tortured daily watching this
slob finally getting around to eating…
watching world cup soccer is such a nerve-wracking thing. i don’t know how people do it game after game.
the tension is unbearable! your team can be winning for most of the game, and suddenly the other team scores
two goals and suddenly your team is losing. and now holland is one win away from being in the final and my
family is going nuts!
speaking of nuts, i’d rather eat them! and all the other goodies, like dutch cheese and dutch chocolate and yummy
dutch cookies and bitterballen and poffertjes and croquetten and nasi goreng. that makes all the anxiety worth
it to me!
watermelon, corn on the cob, hot dogs, bacon and beans, barbecue ribs, and peach cobbler for
dessert, and then a nice long cat nap! i love the 4th of july! except for that noise at night. after
eating all day long i just want to sleep, and just when i doze off i hear all this racket, and
things are exploding in the sky! how am i supposed to digest my meals?
so i just hide in a cupboard with some underpants over my ears until it’s passed. and then it’s
july 5th and i get to eat a bunch of left-overs all day long, and i don’t have to worry about
that noise anymore.
soccer fans are such funny people. they dress up in silly outfits and paint their faces and stand
for half the game singing songs. and when somebody scores a goal they jump up and down and
shout and slap their hands and go nuts.
there’s only one thing i get that excited about- food! so when our team scores a goal and
everybody in my house is jumping on top of each other, i quickly fill up on the snacks.