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Friday, September 23, 2005

Kittums: Back in the Saddle

The orange behemoth we know and love is home again and doing quite well. Thankfully his lump was a Lipoma or fatty Cell tumor which we've been told is no cause for alarm. While more common in dogs, it does happen in cats. Kitty is lounging around with a shaved pit and stitches and seeming none the wiser. he is very loving and sweet.

Then there's Julio.


Julio, another name for SATAN in other countries, has repeatedly hissed, growled, snorted, swatted and tried to bite kittums since he came home. We're told this is normal and that they should sort things out in a few days. I think perhaps Julio is trying to tell us something...

Julio: Hisssssssss phtt phtt, groooooooowl hisssssssss
translation: (That isn't Kitty! It's a Pod-Kitty! Can't you see it? They're taking over!)

Phred: Julio, calm down. That's your best friend and he's feeling icky. Go love on him.
translation: (So help me Julio, if you keep this up I'm making Spicy General Chicken out of you)

Julio: HISSSSS *snort* grooooooowl hiss hiss, *swat* *snap*
translation: (NO! Don't let him near me! You're all blind! They'll get you when you sleep! No one is safe!)

Phred: Aww Julio, it's okay.
translation: (Keep it up you little bastard and I'll let Kitty eat you.)

John: Shhh Julio.
translation: (Is there chocolate downstairs? Mmm chocolate.)

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