It has been very Busy around here, and I have missed out on a lot of blogging and seeing my blogging friends. Luckily my Photographer had her camera ready a lot, so I have good pictures of me to show you when I get the time to stick them on here.
Back a few weeks ago, when my Assistant Boss Karen was not feeling so good, some of her friends sent her flowers. (Flowers make sick people--especially ladies--feel better.)
Well, I thought they were for me; she put them right in my sitting spot, after all. You know how I feel about flowers. They should be eaten, played with, and destroyed. These flowers were even more offensive than normal because they came with a giant pink bow.
I waited until I was left alone with the flowers, and I pulled off the bow and threw it on the floor. The flowers were tolerable then. Karen thought that the pink offended my masculine tastes. She was right.
They gave the bow back to me, minus the wirey piece that held it all together, and the massacre began:
See how I was licking my chops in that picture? Then I really get into it:
This pink bow (although I hear it's just a ribbon after my mutilation) now Belongs to Me. Karen keeps it in her desk so I can take my frustrations out on it whenever I want.
Yesterday I also engaged in a little fly-hunting, because no amount of treats can really replace the taste of a nice, fresh fly. This is one of the extra services I provide for the Thorntown Public Library, and I think it speaks to my Dedication and Initiative.
Below I am putting a picture of Another Cat. This is only because Assistant Assistant Boss Christine begged me to let her post a picture of her girl-cat reading a Library Book. Kitty (yeah, that's her name) lives with AAB Christine and keeps her in line when I am not around to do so. I can't imagine the tortures that this poor cat endures, since her Mommy is one of the ones who upside-downs me all the time.
Come to think of it, she looks a bit harassed in this picture, doesn't she?
I think I'm All Done for now!
Master of the Pink Bow,