Friday, September 12, 2008

Bury My Heart at Wounded Tail


So, it is clear that I need to have a picture of Phoebe's sprained tail for all to enjoy. Jules, I didn't even correlate the droopy tail with the droopy face - a true sign of feline solidarity! Now, of only Rock-man would calm down. He is still hiding under the arm chair in our sitting room, growling if anyone gets too near. Now does everyone understand why Willie and I don't have kids? Can you imagine?????

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  1. that's a kinked tail for sure. ouch. and, err... no, I can't imagine a child with a kinked tail! :)

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  2. Deb,
    My oh my, that does look rather painful! Poor baby...

    Hmmm...I don't know about children of your own, but you and William are the best aunt and uncle ever!!!
    Love you, Sis!

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  3. Awww, couldn't they splint it?! I guess a cat butt sling would be improbable! Anyway, thank you for the word solidarity - I was thinking sympathy, like when my hubby gained weight when I was pregnant: I said I was eating for two and he said it was ok -he was drinking for three! Any way you got a swimming review from your sis, and I suspect your non-human kiddos are grateful to be members of your home.
    Jules

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