She's Commandeered my Shirt!

wrote:
Jill ) wrote:

Men, close your eyes... I was on the couch watching some late night
television when I got hot under the collar (so to speak). [We
women call those "hot flashes".]

LOL, this is not where I expected you to be going with "late night
television" and "hot under the collar". I was sure you meant you
had
some premium cable TV going. eg

LOL I don't have cable TV. I get four channels if you count PBS as a
channel, which I mostly don't since it's almost always a plea for funds. I
do like Antiques Roadshow, though, and yes, I contributed to PBS regularly
when I had a job.

Meanwhile, Persia apparently took this as an invitation to turn
the shirt into her personal bedding. She sniffed it, licked it,
rolled all over it (even upside-downy-head!) and has declared it
*her* shirt. She's now happily meatloafing on it. I'm never
going to get that shirt back! LOL But she looks pretty on her
blue plaid flannel shirt (which may remain on my living room floor
in perpetuity).

Awww. It smells like mom! And I'm sure the blue goes well with her
grey
fur.

JOyce

She looks lovely on it And John was tickled pink (so to speak) when he
found out she'd claimed it for her very own. He gave me three flannel
shirts so he said I could give my bird Peaches one and keep one for myself
and we'd all be happy. LOL

Jill