Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Time to Go :-(

Well this is the part of travel I do like - the packing.

It's great fun to see how roomy the bag is, and what sorts of things are being put inside.

I like soft things to sleep on and crinkly things to make noise the best.

But the part I don't like is when the bag gets zipped up, and I realise I'm not part of the trip.

When the cage comes out, I know it's a long trip and I'm being sent away.

So no more computer access = no more CMC blog.


P.S. Dad had better bring me back some French treats!

P.P.S. A big meow-out to Uncle O for lending me his camera for the production of this blog.


Maybe if I just stay here, he won't find me to take me away...

For those of you who've visited my house, if you cannot recognise it, this little hideaway is inside the coat closet, behind the coats, on a wee shelf slanting under the stairs and above the pantry.

It's very hard to see me in there.

(Dad rudely shoved a camera in and just clicked it, so see what was back here!)

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Work Supervision

Dad's been crazy-busy these last few days.

I like to supervise him from time to time, to make sure he's not getting into silliness of the computer.

He doesn't really go into naughty things all that much...but he is naughty when it comes to music. "Ebay is not your friend," I try to meow him when he finds another new artist or something.

Sigh. A bit of a lost cause, that.

Here I am watching closely to help him with his numbers for his big Loblaws proposal...