I thought of writing again in my blog on a more frequent basis just so to get this writer's block off my mind. My last two posts are a bit boring and mechanical, not my usual verbose and vivid writing style. Perhaps it's been too long since I last wrote. Or maybe I'm having a hard time expressing myself, everything is just in my mind but I'm having trouble translating it into writing. Well, that should not happen. I am about to embark on a five-year excursion of writing and I should clear that blockade with a very strong mixture of baking soda and acetic acid. Okay, getting a bit technical here.
Okay! So what are we thinking today... Or what have we thought of in the past days... anything in particular that I want to share... Hmmm... Let me check my phone and see if there are photos that I can share and make me recall the memories...
Oh, great! I saw some cat photos of Bam Bam. I'll tell the story of how Mico and I became foster cat parents to a very cute and chubby tabby.
These two photos, above and below, show how Bam Bam dislikes being carried and hugged, haha! Pumipiglas o! Look at that face!!! I don't like thiiiiiiiiiis! |
Also note that on the foreground, you can see a battered stuffed cat. That's Pebbles, Bamsie's wife. And you know what men do to their wives... Omigosh, EVERY NIGHT BAM BAM DOES IT. And sometimes he'd sit on my leg and I'll feel his wet lipstick and YAAAAAAKS!!!!!! Mind you it happened a number of times, grabeeeee!!! He's not yet neutered so his nightly aggressions are strong. |