COLONEL POTTER sees the horse they have given him, and is filled with joy,he loves horses so. He slips in some horse dung, and major burns sneers "that's disgusting". Colonel potter responds "son, to me, that's a tip toe through the tulips."
My sister walked up to the tiger cage at the zoo, and stood admring the beautiful huge beaast, with a group of people. Suddenly kitten decides to mark his territory, and he sprays the crowd, but good. Everybody in the group gets hit, and all of them are shocked, horrified, disgusted.
But not sis. She feels as sudden sense of sainthood, of being special, as if she has been annointed with holy water. And she has been. She said she never wanted to take a bath again, which might be going a bit far, but, the sentiment is unmistakable.
She simply cannot comprehend the reactons of all the other well dressed upper middle class americans. Don't they realize that they have been blessed with holy water? People like sis are heros, if only because of their amazingly positive attidude about life.
Each morning, early, my female kitten, my baby doll, hops on top of me, and parks herself, and starts purring. It depends on whether i happen to be sleeping on my back, on my stomach, on on my side at the time. Mandi reacts accordingly, hops on some part of me, and lays down. I love it.
Hungry girl. One morning I awakened with mandi atop me, on my arm, and her soft fuzzy face pressed against my cheek. Another i awakened and my cheek was wet with kitten slobber. Both times I felt blessed. Once mandi lands on me, I don't move. I can't move. Mandi must not be disturbed.
People like colonel potter, my sister, and i would be considered crazy, if there weren't so many of us.
Then there is the guy in the phillipines who sleeps with anacondas wrapped around him...
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