Crash and Burn

 

 

 

Hi there, Crash and Burn here.  We just wanted to show you the new scratchy thing mom bought us.  We both like it, that's very unusual.  Instead of buying this and a new scratching post, mom should have bought two of this.

 

 

 

 

 

We take turns sitting and sleeping on it.  Sometimes I  just stand there and stare at Crash until she decides to get up and leave.  Then I just jump on and rest.

We just love our new scratchy thingy.

Burn Speaks

 

Hi, it's me Burn.  I'm a little late this week.  We got confused with the 4th of July holiday.  Did you have a good one?

 

I did.  It was much better than where I used to live when I was just a kitten.  There were so many fireworks banging and banging and popping and I used to get so scared.  Now, it's so nice and quiet, I don't mind at all.

 

Crash and I haven't been getting along too well lately.  She comes up to me all nice and sweet, she sniffs me and then she takes a swing at me.  I'm too surprised to do anything except just sit there.  Sometimes I give her a nasty look, but mostly I just stand there and then she walks away.  I just don't know what's gotten into that cat.

 

We got a new seat/scratcher and if mom ever puts the pictures in the computer, I'll show you how comfortable it is.  Crash and I take turns sleeping on it.

 

Well that's the latest from here.  Talk to you soon.

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA

 

 

Conversations

This morning I was at my local supermarket for a few things.  As my purchases were being rung up, the woman at the register and the woman packing my groceries were chatting.  They started out talking about being outside in the sun with or without sunscreen.  I chimed in that since I had a few blistery sunburns when I was a child, the damage was already done.

The packer remembered that her sister used to use baby oil and iodine to get a tan.  Then the woman at the register asked if that was the sister who had had breast cancer.  The packer said yes, but that her sister had used hormones to get through menopause.  We all agreed that was a bad idea.  Another added that she has had hot flashes for 15 years. 

Somehow the conversation went to the fact that drinking wine causes our faces to get very red and hot.  Another woman misunderstood and asked if drinking wine really helped with hot flashes (or as someone once called them "personal summers").  I said that it didn't, but it might help you not care.

We all got a good laugh out of that.

Who knew grocery shopping could be so entertaining.