RETROSPECTIVE: CATURDAY ART, Art Gallery

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CATURDAY ART

 

JUST LIKE ANY OTHER DAY

Pillows here, pillows there.

Blankies tossed on ~ well, who knows where?

If you come to visit me today,

I'll be hidden away away.  

Meowz.

Yes, just like any other day,

at least once a week now, so I'm kinda sorta getting used to it.

Though I've no idea why or what is happening,

go figure.  You tell me, if'n you know.

FELINE FRIDAY

 

WORDLESS ?

 

THE LIGHT AT THE END OF MY TUNNEL

 If you noticed my Saturday, Aug 8 post, you saw my nemesis [the blue stripey mouse] trap me.  

Never fear though, I did escape.
And as soon as mine Mommy was out-n-about, I did some research 

[helped by our friend GEMI] wanting to learn how he'd grown quite so big!

Remember our friend Alice, the "Wonderland" girl who grew like 9-feet tall ...

well, I searched our kitchen, and NO, mine Mommy had no "eat me" cake,

and absolutely NONE of those very popular "caterpillar mushrooms"

everyone yammers about today ... NO, she did not.  So, that mystery remains.

Moving on.  This morning, blankies [hers, mine, ours] and pillows seemed tossed all over.

My tunnel, I'd run through ... be inside, from which I could observe the front door,

or turn 'round and see the windows !!! or sit atop !!! now blocked !!!

Dark.  No light at the end of my tunnel.  And yet ...

Worse?  Looking inside?

There, deep in the darkness,

my nemesis!

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And so it began.

Even though my tunnel was dark, I feared not,

courage filled me, that mouse was mine!

I would enter the tunnel.

Now, his normal size, I flushed him out.

Tossed him into the air ...

He fell to the ground, er the floor.

I was now out of sight, under a nearby chair.

Wounded?  Deaded?

Moments passed, which seemed like hours.  

I think I fell to sleep, briefly.

My eyes opened to see ...

OMC.  He thinks he is hidden, but NOT.

In a curl of the blanket, his shadow I see ...

Soon, mine Mommy will place that blankie back where it belongs.

That mousie will be mine.

HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT

 

You could hide a little better than that ~

DID YOU WANT THE FULL COVERAGE PLAN?

 Another story about June and her blankie basket.

As primary advisor for June, I always recommended she get the full coverage plan for most of her needs ~ financial, medical, so on, so forth.  Reviewing her files recently, it appeared she was 'scammed' into some unnecessary partial coverage.  With the full coverage plan, she'll sit before the basket, paw gently on it [no harm done], meow, perhaps look toward me [if I'm around], I'll go and lift the polka dot blankie.  In she jumps and I gently cover her ~ fully ~ with her blankie.  She's content, fully covered.

The partial coverage plan is simply insufficient and paws-down, a fraud. With this plan, there is no assistance what-so-ever, no co-pays is one way to put it! She forces those little paws on the basket sides, nearly causing it to collapse.*  She struggles then to cover herself with her blankie, always leaving fragile body-parts exposed.**

*a collapsed basket will likely result in the filing of a claim as she'll sooner or later need to purchase a new basket

**those fragile and gentle little lady parts may suffer harm, chilly and unprotected, and so another claim may need to be filed

Of course, these claims will be denied.  Appeals denied.  My poor sweet June, little did she know when she answered that random text message who was on the other end ... a fraudster ...

CHOOSE FULL COVERAGE

Never fear, dear.

I'll cover you ~ 

for everything, always.

CATURDAY ~ and ~ CATURDAY ART

After many days of big storms, and mine Mommy taking all my toys off the window ledge,

to close windows, my having no fresh air ~ of course, hiding in closets ~ a reprieve.

So now I can do my duty, observing Charles Street

and I'm deciding which toy to play with this morning.

I've got my mind set on my blue-and-white striped mousie,

a fave, but he's soon to depart window ledge ~

let's see what happens next!

Oh noes, I think this may have all been a bad dream!

Yes, mousie and I played together ~ but ~

somehow, he grew and grew and before I knew it,

this game of cat-and-mouse took a turn for the worse!

He'd trapped me, not as it should be, oh noes!

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MOUSETRAP

CATURDAY ART

by Athena and Marie