Yes, you may be small, fluffy and black, but get your head out of my rear!

An open letter to my cats by me, Sy…aged 34 and almost a half. There are three cats.  They are: Charlie (the mother.  Female…just in case someone needs confirmation on that).  Danni (the daughter.  As the name suggest, female.  I think the daughter bit may have also explained that too).  Yogi (the son.  Also referred toContinue reading “Yes, you may be small, fluffy and black, but get your head out of my rear!”

Wanted: Straight Jacket for Fairground Loving Nutter

Ah yes.  Fairground rides.  Don’t you just love them?  I mean “love them” in that “Yay!  Spinny spinny!  I am gonna vomit!  YEEEEHAAAAW!” kind of way.  Not that “oh baby…you are such a cold hard metal piece of machinery that I could just get up close and personal, marry you and then we could getContinue reading “Wanted: Straight Jacket for Fairground Loving Nutter”

Zap me harder, the job’s not quite done!

I read an interesting a news article (because that’s all I have in life after painting my nipples blue and making penguin noises) that said that a Serbian woman was cured of a deadly heart condition after being struck by lightning. I am assuming that her “Deadly heart condition” was actually called  “Still being alive”. Continue reading “Zap me harder, the job’s not quite done!”