Jun 12, 2005

Silly things!

Next CrAZY Subject, is PETS!! (queen might have already posted about this)
We have three cats, first, Isabel. This cat has an attitude problem. She can open doors,and she only likes two people. My second to youngest sister, and my dad. She gives evil glares and is rather creepy.The second cat is named Sam, full name Samwise. Is quite laid back and is rather a chicken. When there is a rodent to be caught, Isabel does the chasing, while Sam sits on a shelf, egging her on. The third is my cat, George. He is so sweet! he loves everyone and has the sweetest meows.(If you read, Of depression,cats, and pale shaking heaps you would learn how I adopted him)

Then , there is our old Chocolate Labrador. Her name is Tasha, and she is cute, and never barks, and loves everyone. She has never barked in my presence. She has never bitten anyone. The only catch is that she has arthritis and hip dysplasia :( ARGH!! I love her all the same. She
has been my buddy for for ever.

Then, there is Chub. What can I say, Chub is Chub.
Chub is Queen's enourmously fat guinea pig. His real name is Chubs. Every one calles him Chub. Because he is.
We used to have two, but then we gave the other back to the pet shop.
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I was greatly inspired by Zaya's pin poem, and wrote a rhyme of my own.

I was talking to my lamp one day,
and my he was a ninny.
He said he would unplug himself, so he could see New Guinea.
I told him no, but that he might go and play.
So in the dead of night he tried to run away.
Such an awful Screech he made,
I jumped and tried rush to his aid.
Then he turned around and in the shin he kicked me!
then I tried again, but this time he up and bit me!
I thought, and thought, and thought, and thought,
and then I thought some more,
and by this time he was almost reaching for the door.
Then I grabbed his cord and PULLED!
And suddendly the screech considerably dulled.
I realized then,
(with a grin),
that his cord had pulled right out.
And that was the end of the lamp who tried to travel about.


9 comments:

Trufflehunter said...

That's hilarious!! :D :D I love nonsense poems.
Your pets sound cute...except maybe Isabel. :)

Carmelita Spats said...

Oh no, she's cute. She's just a bit of a drama queen! I know because she always looks me in the face and gives me the stare, the stare that tells you you are stupid, and UGH, you are so ugley! I luv the poem! Much better than mine!

mustang said...

Well, she has her moments. But it is soooo much fun to
watch her.

Polka Dotted Pickles said...

I love animals!

Carmelita Spats said...

AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! !!!! I just read your links! Although it fits me well, "asisstant in insanity" is going to scare the bloggers off my blog. Not to mention yours! Anyway, you know that I'm the leader of the insanity. You should be MY asisstant! MUHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!

Aslan said...

That's so cool that you got to help perform a surgery! Do you think you might become a veterinarian someday?

I like George best of all your cats. He must've been through a lot to get a metal shoulder pin. Tasha sounds awesome too!

You've got a nice variety of animals! Now you just gotta get a bird and some fish! Lol. ;)

Carmelita Spats said...

Um, POST!!!

Trufflehunter said...

Ditto, ditto, double ditto!

mustang said...

Oh, my how many commenters have left their mark on my forehead now. I really have gone quite barmy. By, the by Zaya, You just wish you were the leader in insanity. You were o NORMAL before you met me. Besides, I always think of the insane things to do. (to other bloggers,She really is a good old blogger, once you get past the fact that she is quite rude, and insane. I can always beat her though! AHhahahahahahah!!!!!