In some ways, we'd be better off, but there would be quite a lot more parrot droppings. In other ways, we'd be much worse off.
Saturday, November 13
If Pyrates Rrruled the Worrrld, Mateys
In some ways, we'd be better off, but there would be quite a lot more parrot droppings. In other ways, we'd be much worse off.
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so true Miz B and those parrot dropings are hard to step around.
excuse me Miz B as I must have a word with your barmaid, snuggs.
snuggs,
I must assume that since mr. rosco hattery did not respond to our last question regarding said treatment of a used cat that the bet is off. to bad, as i sensed a kodak moment whilst you get the pedicure you so richly deserve.
maybe we should report him to Peta or whoever those folks are that don't like women to wear mink....barbarians all!
myrtle
*pours two snifters of grand marnier and hands one to miz myrtle*
what i really think, dear myrt, is that monsieur roscoe is welchin' on his bet. he threw in a distressed cat, knowin' full well i couldn't resist a critter in need, thereby paddin' the bet unfairly. i think mr. roscoe p. hootenanny is a bit of a cad. *throws down handkerchief embroidered with the initials l.e.c.&t.s.* and if mr. roscoe j. hidershins has read 'duellin' under the magnolias and other southern pastimes', he'll grasp the significance of that handkerchief and will either stand tall for the debt he's about to incur....or....*shrugs* he is indeed a cad. what sayst thou, mr. roscoe q. huckleberry?
miz myrt, i'll bet you a bottle of your favorite color nail polish that mr. roscoe f. horemheb has skulked off with the Cat That Never Existed, and now i'll have to go without that kodak moment.
'nother round?
snuggs
who is damn sick of chili
I love the cat, Senor Whiskers, his decreptitude notwithstanding. I give him his five pills per day lovingly. He is priceless to me, and, I knew, to others interested in wagering me. I am so confident, however, in the whale, that I am willing to bet, on top of the gold, the most valuable of my possessions. So the bet is most definitely on.
Rosco B. Hatten
p.s. Don't worry, S. Whiskers is not sick. He just likes certain pills.
snuggs,
it is a good thing I did not wager on that last bet. for future reference my color of choice is purple passion. For the matter at hand, it seems that mr. rosco hokum has indeed decided to stand fast with his bet. interesting that he should have a cat (perhaps in a hat) but one must wonder what kind of cat he does have. Perhaps the cat from hell? well a cat is a cat, creatures all to be loved so I guess we must judge the sincerity of his wager as firm. For the record dear snuggs, I've a wager on you.
myrtle
*still grumblin' about that cat* even for a vet tech, it's a chore to give a cat one pill, once or twice a day...but 5 pills? my incredulity is stretched a might thin.
but the bet is on! *lights nag champtha and goes to the back garden to do a lil aerobic snoopy dancin'* thank y'all for your best wishes, i tucked them in with the rest of my karma.....but truly it's because i have faith in gus and his rag-tag band of semi-loveable miscreants.
snuggs
There are few tasks so chilling as pilling a cat. 5 pills a day is prodigious, my dear Roscoe P. Hatshepshut. I was never successful with giving feline medication unless rather a lot of tuna nummies were craftily wrapped around each pill. Eventually, of course, the wilier sort of kitty catches on to the gag (literally), and you must find a chemist (in the Colonies, a "compounding pharmacist") that can make up kitty meds in flavored chews.
I wish I were giving Sr. Whiskers Ex or something fun, but it's a human pill which in its smallest dose is a cookie compared to a cat, so it has to be divided in half=2 pills. Twice a day. Plus another human med, which in its smallest dose would have had to be fifthed, so I had to get the drug ground custom-gel-capsuled. Luckily, the cat likes being pilled. Still, suggs, given this disclosure, if you want to bet to include only the pieces of eight, that's fine. I'll substitute a catamaran. Again, slightly used, but a hell of a boat.
*grudgingly gives in about the cat* you SEEM to know what you're talkin' about....maybe. and what might the cat's condition be? either way, the bet's still on. pedicure for bar tab. pfffft! about the catamaran, unless the deal also includes a cute sailin' instructor. i'm just sayin'.
snuggs
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