frans has it so easy. i watch him draw cartoons all day. how easy is that? i would do that too, all
i need is some ideas. if i just knew what to draw, i’d do it all day long too. hmmm, if i could just think
my problem is, when i think real hard, what i get is chimichangas or enchiladas or turkey on rye with
lettuce and fresh tomatoes and mustard and a slice of muenster cheese and a sweet pickle on the side.
and once i get food in my head, that’s all i can think about! forget drawing or doing anything else! i
might as well take a cat nap and dream about food…
i misunderstood my family- i thought they were saying rice bucket! i was really hungry, so i
rushed over and instead of a yummy meal, i get soaked! i thought rice bucket was some kind
of indonesian food, like rice table. what a horrible shock! i nearly had a heart attack.
from ecstasy to agony in an instant! imagine my disappointment! I was licking my chops,
anticipating a glorious meal, when instead i get a cold shower…
tonight’s meal better be extra special if my family expects to be back in my graces…
I can’t stand it when my family vacuums the house. they move the furniture around, which
messes up my daily exercise routine. i have it all down so i know exactly where everything is.
it’s a precision work-out. but all it takes is a chair just slightly moved, and i’m stretched beyond
my limit and suddenly i’m out of action!
then i just lie around waiting for my aching legs to heal. i can barely get myself to my dinner
bowls, although a yummy pasta with sweet italian sausage and dried basil and oregano
cooked in a smooth white wine would certainly help.
just thinking about it is making me forget about exercising- i’m hungry!
my family likes to surprise hug me. i’ll be taking a nice, peaceful nap, spread out over the couch armrest,
dreaming about a giant plate of vegetarian lasagna and a bowl of tapioca pudding, and suddenly i’m
hoisted up in someone’s arms. my legs flail and my heartbeat shoots up, and then i’m being squeezed
and rubbed and kissed and petted. i get my tummy pressed and my face smooched, and all i can think
about is where’s my lasagna?
it’s nice to be loved and all, but a little warning would be nice. oh well, if you’re as adorable as me,
i guess that’s what happens. it’s a living…
frans got to animate to Robin Williams’ voice on a short disney film called “Back To Neverland,” so well directed by Jerry Rees. live-action robin
is interviewed by the late anchor man Walter Kronkite. then robin turns into an animated lost boy from peter pan to explain the process of animation.
frans got to meet robin a few times. once in a recording studio in new york, robin recorded some dialog that frans wrote. He was so friendly and
funny, and he came up with lots more hilarious stuff.
here’s a link to a few scenes from the film. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I5Am7D_4568
“Back To Neverland” is one of the best projects frans got to work on. some great memories of a wonderful man.
robin’s humor and humanity will be missed…
there’s just nothing like eating! i always look forward to my next meal, and sometimes its nice not
to know what’s next up on my plate. usually i like to know what i’ll be gorging myself on, so i can spend
the whole day savoring that yummy taste that will soon be tickling my tongue and titillating my
tummy! how exciting!
but sometimes i like to be surprised. will it be meatloaf? or frog legs? or pastel de nata? or choripan?
i don’t even know what half of these are, but just imagining what they might taste like is driving me
i have my own pillow for taking my naps, but there’s nothing like a big soft bed to
spread out on and cuddle up. hmmmmm, i love having my chin and tummy rubbed…
the problem is i’m so happy that my purring keeps me awake!
so when i’m tired of my purring and having my tummy rubbed, i go to my pillow
and take a nap and have sweet dreams about custard pie and chocolate mousse
cake and peach cobbler and…
sometimes i just want to get away from it all, especially from this long-eared
loudmouth! i don’t get out all that often, so i had a brilliant idea when i saw
my family packing for a trip- i hid myself in a suitcase!
but then i heard loud barking, and mr. long-ear loudmouth gave me away!
i was so close to getting away! i can’t stand dogs! they’re sloppy and bossy
and a pain in my big rear-end!