Gotta do something to kick-start this blog today–hardly anybody here.
So how about an early cat video? Do you ever do this–kiss a kitten to sleep? It’sOK to kiss grown-up cats, too.
Interesting Medical Fact: According to a poster on display at my doctor’s office, babies who are cuddled by dogs or cats develop measurably stronger immune systems than babies who aren’t.
So there you have it–cats and dogs are good for you! And a whale of a lot more fun than eating salad or doing calisthenics.
All right, so I’m a sap for kittens. But then so are a lot of people!
Here are kittens being bottle-nursed by human beings. I don’t know about trying to do it with one bottle and four kittens tumbling all around your lap. But it can’t be as bad as 100 fiddler crabs breaking out of your bait-bag all at once…
I realize these baby animal videos hurt my tough guy image, but I don’t care. I cover the news, reporting on only a tiny fraction of what I read each day. I don’t know about you, but after all that, baby animals are good for me.
As if I needed an excuse…
Yes, I’m ignoring the news today. This constitutes a sanity break. Let’s have some talkative kittens instead.
Gotta tell ya, my cats didn’t seem to like this video. After about a minute of it, they both went upstairs.
Anyway, here are some kittens with an awful lot to say and a most emphatic way of saying it, urgently trying to communicate… who knows?
There have been times in my life when I’ve wondered whether kittens actually do sleep, ever. This video proves they do. At least a little.
Look, it’s been a hard week, and this video is intended to soothe us all. I mean, if this doesn’t relax you, I don’t know what will. I am wide, wide awake because I stillll have… got to….[clunk]… zzzzzzz….
I can’t help it–I love kittens. Grown-up cats, too. If you don’t fall in love with the kitten hiding in the Kleenex box, well, I don’t know what can be done for you.
Have I told you that I once almost got my iguana into a dog food commercial? Unfortunately, I fell asleep and missed the audition. So stardom eluded him, and it was all my fault. I never told him, though.
First thing tomorrow morning, I get to go to the doctor for my blood pressure. I am terrified that they’ll find all sorts of things wrong with me that I never knew were there. “I say, old boy, did you know you’ve got a rather nasty thing going on inside your duodenum?”
Yesterday I almost popped a gasket when it seemed Medicare was going to confiscate the money for my aunt’s pre-paid funeral. Hint: Put the money in an irrevocable trust where they can’t get it. My aunt had wisely done so, as we found out after a time.
Please pray I get spared evil tidings tomorrow.
Now back to the kittens.