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August 2004 Archives
Sir Orange FlaggyTail, or SOFT for short, is getting somewhat fat. "Mrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaya" he begs, returning from the basement where the curmudgeon coach-roach lives. Some pebbles of kitty food as a side dish to the rat he just finished off would not be a bad idea. "NO", I tell him, pointing to his belly.
SOFT turns his back at me and parades on into the next room, where he parks his butt on the floor while a long tail carefully wraps around his belly. His eyes narrows and there is a soft purr from the sides of his whiskers. "NO" says Mr. Teen, pointing to me in the other room. SOFT slaps his tail at the floor, letting down his belly with awhiff. No need to pretend here.
Now the pacing begins: Kitchen. Bathroom. Bedroom. Kitchen. Living room. Kitchen. Hall. Basement. Then quiet.
"Miau?" he greets me from the door, suddenly. His four paws swiftly touches the wooden floor before he leaps into my bed and gives me a nudge: "Mrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaya!"
Sir Orange FlaggyTail must have been watching Sliding Doors again.
Torill seems to have a love for quizzes. I caved in for this one: Which literature classic are you?
Turns out I am Tolkien. For someone who thinks the Lord of the Rings is a long winded yawn, that's pretty impressive!
J.R.R. Tolkien: Lord of the Rings. You are
entertaining and imaginative, creating whole
new worlds around yourself. Well loved, you
have a whole league of imitators, none of which
is quite as profound as you are. Stories and
songs give a spark of joy in the middle of your
eternal battle with the forces of evil.
Which literature classic are you?
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