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  And as flakes fell, little hills growing… Snow, like clouds coming down to Earth for a little napping… You walked your quiet catwalk, leaving behind your ephemeral signature. Only evidence of your once feline presence…    

Blogging · Freja · Me myself and I

Stretch your whut?

  Me: You are aware you can nap on the other couch, the armchair, either of the beds or any other place in the apartment, aren’t you? Freja: Yup. Me: I have a lot to do this afternoon. Could you move so I can stretch my legs a bit and answer my WordPress messages? Then…… Continue reading Stretch your whut?

After Eight Moment · Blogging · Freja · Thoughts

After Eight Moments…

  What are you dreaming of, furball?     If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Freja staring out the window.

Blogging · Freja

I iz there… MUM!

  Freja came to sit on the sofa the other day. The furball is far from the cuddly kind, and since there had been no treats involved, I figured she had something important to discuss, or just didn’t want me to stretch my legs (the latter being much more likely). Mum… Why you not talk…… Continue reading I iz there… MUM!

Blogging · Freja · Me myself and I · Thoughts

No, no Mum… I iz not sick!

Freja is not a big fan of me. Unless I have food in my hands. Or treats. Or when I clean her litterbox, or fill her water. The rest of the time, I am of almost no interest at all, for the furry ball. I take that back. Asleep-me seems entertaining to her too. But…… Continue reading No, no Mum… I iz not sick!