Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I am the scraps.

Maybe you've noticed I haven't blogged much lately. I've not been busy, in fact, far from it. My less-than-trusty scribe has been busy though...much too busy to bother with me or my blog. No, I'm not bitter. Not at all.

Nary a scrap left

Okay, maybe just a wee bit. I'm like the last in line for her time, begging for scraps. Or maybe I am the scraps. Perhaps I am the kitty equivalent of the garnish left on a high tea tray...Not sure about my analogy here. Or do I mean metaphor? Whatever. The point is, my scribe's all busy with knitting, and knitters, and travelling, and going for high tea, and getting up to all sorts without me...

...in Edmonton
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...in Calgary
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...in Toronto
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You get the drift. Lots of fun. Without me. And not even near me...

I'd be sad if I weren't so mad! Not just because she's not around much and is leaving tomorrow for another trip but because some of her escapades include other cats! Can you believe it?!? Other. Cats.

Like Patches here, who looks mighty comfortable, non? That was last week at the knit night at Tracy Tracy's...

Patches

Elayne & Patches

And then there's Sadie. This is from the retreat last Friday at Jessica's...

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And just because there's no pictures, doesn't mean there aren't others...ahem, Harry...I believe she's visited Harry twice! And she's going to Montreal for 5 days and was planning to see Harry before she left...Honestly, I feel just a bit betrayed.

Well. There you have it. My sad life. Back of the queue.

A house cat.

1 comment:

The Meezer said...

I feel your pain, Koko.
>^..^<