Thursday, September 27, 2007
Aha, two for one. This has been a crazy week. So last week's theme was the bad hair your mother gave me. My mom didn't really ever do my hair horribly - at least not that I can remember or has been documented - all the bad hair days were totally self inflicted after 1985. But I did find this picture, I like to refer to it as me imitating the Cowardly Lion from The Wizard of Oz. Don't you agree? And to show this cowardly-ness more, notice all my brothers right in there in the thick of things and me on the outside probably adding some cheap shots. This is something I learned from being the only girl in the family - get in quick, get out quicker and run really fast. And unfortunately my tongue is a lot sharper than my two tiny fists - and they are pretty sharp. This is something I am working on everyday.
"Put 'em up, put 'em up! Which one of you first? I can fight you both together if you want. I can fight you with one paw tied behind my back. I can fight you standing on one foot. I can fight you with my eyes closed. Oh, pull an axe on me, eh? Sneaking up on me, eh? Why, I'll... Ruff!" the Cowardly Lion from the Wizard of Oz
This week has a pet theme. Mitzi was a Siamese who found her way to us when I was maybe less than one. She was my cat from day one, she and I, very close. She always slept on my bed with me, if I wasn't home she would meow and meow until she would finally realize I wasn't home. She died when I was 16. She has been sick for a while, my parents took her to the vet to put her to sleep and didn't tell me for a couple of days. Why didn't I notice for a couple of days? I was sixteen, I didn't see too far past my the end of my nose. It was very hard on the whole family.
She was a great cat.