No longer sick as a dog
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- May
- 29
Why do people say that anyway? What does it mean, exactly, to be as “sick as a dog?” I don’t know, but I sure have been lately, so sorry for the absence the past few days.
I hope everyone’s having a lovely, long Memorial Day weekend. If you happen to stop by here, enjoy this smile…
I learned about this kitty trait when I had my beloved Zamboni. I left a cardboard box used to bring terrace plants upstairs by the front door, intending to throw it out. By Z commandeered it and, being the sucker I am, that dang box sat by my door for three years before he passed. And it even made me sad to throw it out
Here’s a teaser photo, hit this link for the rest. And I thank my brother blog leader for alerting me to this in the first place. I give you, ways to sleep comfortably in a box














That is just absolutely too cute!!!
Is that picture above of the great Zamboni or from the linked site?
Ok, it’s a teaser photo from the linked site. My bad!
feel better!
Hello CR! No, that’s from the site. I came to this blog long after I said goodbye to Zamboni, sadly, cause he made Stanley’s photogenic-ness look amateurish. I’ll have to find a pic of him to post one day….
Thanks Carp! wow, Carp commented on sister blog! Great day!
Carp is here! You’re awesome Carp!
You better find a picture(s) of Zamboni to put on here!
I’ll try CR. It will take some time. He’s on an old digital camera card, which will take me a while to download and figure out. Nobody ever accused me of being a tech genius
its great stuff you’ve got in here. Have been searching for articles on this everywhere. Good work