I was investigating a small scab on my tail. I tried to grab
it to have a closer look but my tail flopped just out of reach. You would think
it had a mind of its own. I flipped around to try to get from another angle but
it flopped again. Flip. Flop. Flip. Flop.’
Prawn aficionado, diva, grumpy, rude - but enough of the compliments, read on...
Thursday, 23 April 2020
A Tail With a Happy Ending
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Hahaha, yes, weirdo ;))
ReplyDeleteT is for Taupe
I hope you are referring to the old man and not to me!
DeleteHey! You're not a weirdo! I chase my tail, too! MOL
ReplyDeleteIt's certainly not us who are weird, Lola. I think hoomans need to take a good hard look in the mirror!
DeleteOne must be patient with human quirks. And I think you're training yours quite well.
ReplyDeleteIt's a tough job but somebody's got to do it, Darla.
DeleteSometimes one just has to catch their tail! It's not weird at all!
ReplyDeleteExactly! I'm glad you understand, Kathe!
DeleteI love that photo, but how embarrassing! I call my Benny a "weirdo" all the time. It's a term of endearment. I also call him a "wiener" a lot.
ReplyDeleteWiener is not a term we use much here in the UK, but we hear it a lot on American television shows and like it a lot! I'm going to start using it to describe the old man and old woman!
DeleteYou crack me up Toffee.
ReplyDeleteIs that a compliment? Yes, I'm sure that's a compliment. Ha-ha!
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