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Thursday, May 01, 2008

Thursday Thirteen

I was just sitting with Mom, and she was petting me, but then she blew some of my fur off her hands, and I jumped away. It's one of the things I don't like. So I decided that would make a good start to a Thursday Thirteen.

13 Things I Don't Like

1. I do not like being in a room with the door closed.
2. I especially do not like being in the PTU.
3. I do not like being in any kind of container where there is not at least three escape routes.
4. That means I do not get into boxes or bags.
5. I do not like being surprised.
6. I do not like things that rustle, like Mom's puffy pink winter coat, or those shopping bags she sometimes brings stuff home in.
7. I do not like noisy people. Or noisy toys.
8. I do not like being stared at.
9. I do not like tuna.
10. Mom bought me a heated cat cup, and I don't like it. In fact, I have never gotten into it.
11. I do not like anybody touching my feet
12. I do not like being picked up, or held.
13. I do not like my tummy being snorgled.

(Except by Monty Q.)

Mom finished the backpack, and it's gorgeous. She just loves it. Here is an in-progress photo for you. I told her she couldn't hog my blog today and brag about it. (you can click the picture to biggify)
So she's gonna wait till tomorrow.

My bad!

Heh!



And now, (thanks to Pixel), my Knock Knock Joke:

Knock, knock!

Who's there?

Juliet.

Juliet who?

Juliet me in?