Tee hee...My Honey and Joe Kitty

itty (Sherry ) wrote:

Seanette Blaylock wrote:
I've always thought Tak was male. :-)

I recall a picture of Tak and I would definitely say he's a he.


OMG. I always thought TAk was a girl. (no offense). OTOH, I thought Hopitus was
a dude for a long time, too.

Hopitus and I are very similar (except I say "dude" less often), which
is why you had us all confused.

: Well, I am from Brooklyn, am Irish and Sicilian, and I have a Ph.D.
: This makes me abstracted and wooly-headed, say "dese" "dem" and
: "dose," drink a lot, and whack people.

: Theresa

Ahhh...then you must love opera. (how's that for generalizing??) Because it's
music to whack people by. All the movie soundtracks play opera when someone is
getting/or about to get whacked, so I know it must be true that all Sicilians
who whack people love opera.
Sherry ---- tongue firmly in cheek

: Well, I am from Brooklyn, am Irish and Sicilian, and I have a Ph.D.
: This makes me abstracted and wooly-headed, say "dese" "dem" and
: "dose," drink a lot, and whack people.

: Theresa

Ahhh...then you must love opera. (how's that for generalizing??) Because it's
music to whack people by. All the movie soundtracks play opera when someone is
getting/or about to get whacked, so I know it must be true that all Sicilians
who whack people love opera.
Sherry ---- tongue firmly in cheek

Hey, you guys are stereotyping me! Besides, I don't think I'm very
poised or unflappable.


Oh, come on. You're always so nice. You and Marina and Polonca..well, lots more
I won't try to name everyone. You all always make me feel all convicted for
being so impetuous and hot-headed. I work on it, though, and try to read a post
twice before I send it.

Sherry

Hey, you guys are stereotyping me! Besides, I don't think I'm very
poised or unflappable.


Oh, come on. You're always so nice. You and Marina and Polonca..well, lots more
I won't try to name everyone. You all always make me feel all convicted for
being so impetuous and hot-headed. I work on it, though, and try to read a post
twice before I send it.

Sherry

(Sniff) Confused? Who's confused? Not me....I know who I am; and as we all
know, you can be anyone you wish in cyberspace. I just wish to be several
entities.....and they all love cats.
One of the entities cries over the sad stories of cats going to RB. This is
also the one who sends purrs/meatloaf med's to those needing them, as well
as homeless cats everywhere.
Another entity enjoys the OT postings and joining threads of interest. This
is where one gets to know all the posters better. It is very difficult for
this entity to stay out of the politics discussions as we have enough
agitation therefrom, but for the most part have succeeded.
Yet another entity would be a real pest with advice if allowed free rein. It
has to be royally kicked in the *** to remind it that not everyone is
sharing its outlook on everything, cat care included, and one can only
*share* life experiences with others to possibly enlighten or influence
their decisions.
Don't all of us have several personas lurking, not on the ng, but within
ourselves?

"Takayuki" wrote in message
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: itty (Sherry ) wrote:
:
: Seanette Blaylock wrote:
: I've always thought Tak was male. :-)
:
: I recall a picture of Tak and I would definitely say he's a he.
:
:
: OMG. I always thought TAk was a girl. (no offense). OTOH, I thought
Hopitus was
: a dude for a long time, too.
:
: Hopitus and I are very similar (except I say "dude" less often), which
: is why you had us all confused.
:

(Sniff) Confused? Who's confused? Not me....I know who I am; and as we all
know, you can be anyone you wish in cyberspace. I just wish to be several
entities.....and they all love cats.
One of the entities cries over the sad stories of cats going to RB. This is
also the one who sends purrs/meatloaf med's to those needing them, as well
as homeless cats everywhere.
Another entity enjoys the OT postings and joining threads of interest. This
is where one gets to know all the posters better. It is very difficult for
this entity to stay out of the politics discussions as we have enough
agitation therefrom, but for the most part have succeeded.
Yet another entity would be a real pest with advice if allowed free rein. It
has to be royally kicked in the *** to remind it that not everyone is
sharing its outlook on everything, cat care included, and one can only
*share* life experiences with others to possibly enlighten or influence
their decisions.
Don't all of us have several personas lurking, not on the ng, but within
ourselves?

"Takayuki" wrote in message
...
: itty (Sherry ) wrote:
:
: Seanette Blaylock wrote:
: I've always thought Tak was male. :-)
:
: I recall a picture of Tak and I would definitely say he's a he.
:
:
: OMG. I always thought TAk was a girl. (no offense). OTOH, I thought
Hopitus was
: a dude for a long time, too.
:
: Hopitus and I are very similar (except I say "dude" less often), which
: is why you had us all confused.
:

When we lived near Silicon Valley, CA., we went once to that Gilroy Garlic
Festival a few miles to the south. Gilroy is a tiny town around which are
fields and fields of garlic growing; you can smell it halfway up to San
Jose. They have more foods than you can imagine with garlic as an
ingredient. There I ate my first (and last) garlic ice cream. Probably right
up there with your cod ice cream for yum-yum factor.
Better than the food, I thought, were the hot-air balloon rides we had.
Except big belching flames over your head is quite unnerving, even scarier
than being up off the ground, AFAIK.


"Takayuki" wrote in message
...
: "Hopitus2" wrote:
:
: By the way, the only stereotype of Japanese I roll my eyes @ is that tv
: cooking show, "Iron Chef", of which Yowie is so fond. Do you ever watch
it?
: If so, I bet you'd probably be ROFL
: @ the translations given of what the "judges" are remarking re the final
: contestant dishes they're sampling onscreen. I don't speak a word of
: Japanese except "arigato" and it looks contrived and phony to me, just by
: their expressions. Sure learned a lot about Japanese delicacies during
the
: cooking (extreme closeups) processes.
:
: Suz likes that show too! I've also watched several episodes, and I've
: probably drooled more often than ROFL watching them. Except for that
: time they made cod spooge ice cream.
:

When we lived near Silicon Valley, CA., we went once to that Gilroy Garlic
Festival a few miles to the south. Gilroy is a tiny town around which are
fields and fields of garlic growing; you can smell it halfway up to San
Jose. They have more foods than you can imagine with garlic as an
ingredient. There I ate my first (and last) garlic ice cream. Probably right
up there with your cod ice cream for yum-yum factor.
Better than the food, I thought, were the hot-air balloon rides we had.
Except big belching flames over your head is quite unnerving, even scarier
than being up off the ground, AFAIK.


"Takayuki" wrote in message
...
: "Hopitus2" wrote:
:
: By the way, the only stereotype of Japanese I roll my eyes @ is that tv
: cooking show, "Iron Chef", of which Yowie is so fond. Do you ever watch
it?
: If so, I bet you'd probably be ROFL
: @ the translations given of what the "judges" are remarking re the final
: contestant dishes they're sampling onscreen. I don't speak a word of
: Japanese except "arigato" and it looks contrived and phony to me, just by
: their expressions. Sure learned a lot about Japanese delicacies during
the
: cooking (extreme closeups) processes.
:
: Suz likes that show too! I've also watched several episodes, and I've
: probably drooled more often than ROFL watching them. Except for that
: time they made cod spooge ice cream.
:

My Dad who was a house-husband long before that word was coined, Because of
being gassed twice in ww1
used to walk around the house all day doing his house
work and cooking, with a cat on hie shoulder,{maybe that was a bit
naughty,}but they weren't too fussy in those days, and I guess it never hurt
any of us. Jean.P.
wrote in message
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Takayuki wrote:

"Duke of URL" wrote:

And then of course the most famous example is Rush Limbaugh, who never
liked cats, who *only* ever had to do with dogs. Then he married and
they got a pair of Abyssinians... It's hilarious to hear his
occasional
typical catslave babbling about his little darlings!

He sounds like a wonderful person.

Rush Limbaugh sounds like a wonderful person? Ewww, you can't mean
that, Tak!

Now TBird's Honey is another matter. He does sound like a nice person.

You can add my dad to this list of former non-cat-people. All through
my childhood my father was just barely tolerant of the cats that came
and went in my house. My mom liked to take in strays, and all 3 of us
kids adored them. He was helpless against 4 females looking all sad-eyed
and saying, "Please daddy, can't we keep him/her/them??" The best
time was when we took in a pregnant stray, got to see the kittens one
day after they were born, and kept them until they were 4 weeks old.
(Barbaric, I know, but this was the mid-1960s, and a lot of people,
including vets, believed that kittens were old enough to be separated
from their mother at 4 weeks!)

Anyway, all the while, my dad would grumble and complain about all the
cats underfoot, and occasionally he'd put his foot down and order this
or that stray, or group of cats, to be taken to the shelter. We always
had at least one officially-adopted-from-the-humane-society cat, who was
allowed to stay.

But now my father has his own cat and he's just nuts about him. This cat
takes long walks with my father, which my dad, being somewhat new to cat
behavior (even though he lived with them in our family, he tried to avoid
them as much as possible), thinks is completely unique and that Baxter is
an amazing cat. I don't have the heart to tell him that many other cats
do this, although it's true it's not the norm. I met Baxter on my last
visit last month, and he's very, very cute. Long, lanky brown tabby who
likes to roll around in the dirt. I just find it very sweet that this
long-time dog-person has gotten so attached to a cat. He calls Baxter "a
dog in a cat suit."

Also, there's a book called "My Cat Spit McGee", by Willie Morris, which
is the autobiographical tale of a cat-hater (himself) who married a woman
with cats and proceeded to form a deep bond with a cat. Good story!

Joyce