What a cutie, there's nothing like a Siamese.
Nanci
What a cutie, there's nothing like a Siamese.
Nanci
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"...I'm like the cycling version of the guy in Flowers for Algernon." Mike Magnuson
Salsa - WOW - how did I miss the cat issue? I am so sorry she's not well. I went through kidney failure with my rottie 5 years ago and it was rough. Cats are sotough though - she may amaze you. I hope she does. She's a beauty.
Trek - beer float? Again, another pairing that's not too appealing.... while each on their own are delightful!
Sarah
When it's easy, ride hard; when it's hard, ride easy.
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2010 Pegoretti Love #3 "Manovelo"
2011 Mercian Vincitore Special
2003 Eddy Merckx Team SC - stolen
2001 Colnago Ovalmaster Stars and Stripes
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Salsa - Your kitty is adorable.
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Siamese have such interesting personalities. I wish Beeper the best... when she comes home, give her a kitty headbutt/temple rub/chinning for me.
Salsa, that is a beautiful picture!
"If Americans want to live the American Dream, they should go to Denmark." - Richard Wilkinson
Beeper - that is one of the best cat names I have ever heard! I love it! I'm wishing her all the best. MP is right - cats are so tough.
Keep calm and carry on...
I love Siamese, too! They're so spirited.
My best to Beeper. She's a beautiful kitty, and I'm sorry to hear that she isn't well.
Aw, you guys are SO good. Thanks.
MP, the cat thing just happened last week. I'm tellin' you guys, I'm just livin' la vida loca here. Now arguing with the nursing home about giving Mom actual restorative PT versus "maintenance" PT, which is not enough. Arrgh.
When we got Beeper as a kitten, she had such a beautiful little face that we decided to name her Shane (Yiddish for pretty, as in "shane punim"--pretty face). She was a tiny little fluffball and you could still see the pink skin under the fluff because she was only 6 1/2 weeks old. She would launch herself at our two-month old Abby, Sara, and when Sara would fight back, the fluffball would emit these indignant little beeping sounds. So we started calling her Beeper. And she is a typical Siamese, constantly yakking, very social, very much the grande dame. And Kit has it right, too (Kit, you must have cats or have had them)--she's a total head-butting, head-rubbing cat. We love her.
Thanks, yawl.
"My predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved;I have been given much and I have given something in return...Above all, I have been a sentient being, a thinking animal, on this beautiful planet, and that in itself has been an enormous privilege and an adventure." O. Sacks
My cats were my babies... I had two. Had to leave them behind when I moved (XH has and loves them now) because DG is allergic, but I'm always plotting and schemeing about some way I can get them back and have them in my life... If I can't find a way... y'know...
Tsukiko "little moon" for her huge-pupiled eyes, was called 'squeaker' as a kitten because she was always very, very talkative (I was home all the time thru her kittenhood and talked to her, so it was normal for her to 'answer') sometimes "spook" too, because she'd get a kick out of raising every hair on her little body (full back ruff and bottlebrush tail) and tear*** through the house, bouncing off the walls. Balanced? No. Fun? Yes.I love that little girl. I think I cried more over leaving them than I did about leaving my ex.
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Salsa, my heart goes out to you and DH and little Beeper. I'm glad to hear she's doing better. My cats are my littlest hearts. They're 16 & 17 years old, and seemingly in good health, although I suspect diabetes in Ariel, as she seems to be drinking a lot more water lately. I need to get them in for a check up. I know they can't last forever, or even that many years longer, but losing them will break my heart. They've been through everything with me for nearly two decades. They've been the steady, stable ones.
J. passed an important test on Friday, when he first met the cats. He went right to them, and talked to and petted them. What most impressed me is that Ariel didn't run away or hiss, as she usually does with new people. She let him pet her several times, even turning her head so he could scritch her jawline. She, more than Isaac, really reflects my state of mind/spirit. I took a picture of them with my cell phone the other day. They often sleep on top of the living room radiator, where I have a long bench cushion, and a bowl of water on the window sill for them. This particular morning I found Ariel sleeping with her head resting on Isaac's butt. She's usually pretty particular about maintaining her own space. It was so uncharacteristic that I snuck up and got a picture without waking them. It reflects how relaxed and happy I'm feeling.
Now J. and I are talking about going to Italy instead of Paris, as it occurred to us that Paris might well be as cold and rainy as Chicago in mid-March!Ah, this is very nice.
Dar, I'd be happy to look at your profile, and to send you mine. PM me, OK?
Nanci, have a GREAT TIME at IMFL! We'll all be rooting for your BF and for Melissa. It occurs to me, though, that I will be away from a computer most of the weekend. I get to spend most of Sat and Sun with J! This is the first time we've had more than just a couple of hours at a time to spend together. We're both looking forward to just hanging out with each other. Then on Sunday, my sister's giving a talk at the Chicago Humanities Festival, and J. gets to meet my mom and sister. I would say "", but I'm really not scared about it. Isn't that nice.
L.
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