Evil Kitty & Her Flying Monkeys
I'm free. At last.
Beijing Kitty freed me from my captivity last night but then unleashed her Flying Monkeys on me and let me tell you, I should have stayed in my crate. No kidding.
The last thing I heard her say as she sauntered out the door was:

I really didn't know what she was talking about and then the rain started to come down and the wind picked up and before you knew it, it was like Kansas here.
All this happened about seven o'clock in the evening when a horrible tornado came whipping through our property and sent trees flying everywhere. I can't remember if I have ever been this frightened. And now we are working from our generator, as we have no power and probably won't get any until late tonight. Oh my.
It is ALL the fault of Evil Beijing Kitty. She is so mean to me. I know she said that it was for a good cause, and I might be able to forgive her for that because I do know that the fund raiser at The Kings Court tonight from 7 to 10pm will be for a very wonderful cause (Humane Society of Loudoun County Financial Assistance Program) --- but then the monkey's came.
I know they are still out there looking for me................ obviously Beijing told them that they could cram me into one of those tiny baskets like Toto rode around in.

Oh my. This is just terrible.
I asked my Mouse Person what he thought I should do, and since he pretty much makes a life out of avoiding Beijing Kitty, he was all to happy to come up with a solution. He was gone in CyberSpace for quite a long time, and then - before you know it, back he came and just look who came with him:
Ha! Take that Beijing Kitty!
Glinda has arrived and now I have my very own Good Witch from The North, to take care of me and protect me. Never again will you be able to Dog Nap me (even if it is for a good cause) and no more Flying Monkeys either. From now on, you must stick to your yard and go about doing whatever it is that kitties do when they are bored. Don't plan on including me in any of your silly games.
I am Bob. I am Free. And I am Back in the Blogging Business. Ha.
Love,
Bob
Beijing Kitty freed me from my captivity last night but then unleashed her Flying Monkeys on me and let me tell you, I should have stayed in my crate. No kidding.
The last thing I heard her say as she sauntered out the door was:

I really didn't know what she was talking about and then the rain started to come down and the wind picked up and before you knew it, it was like Kansas here.
All this happened about seven o'clock in the evening when a horrible tornado came whipping through our property and sent trees flying everywhere. I can't remember if I have ever been this frightened. And now we are working from our generator, as we have no power and probably won't get any until late tonight. Oh my.
It is ALL the fault of Evil Beijing Kitty. She is so mean to me. I know she said that it was for a good cause, and I might be able to forgive her for that because I do know that the fund raiser at The Kings Court tonight from 7 to 10pm will be for a very wonderful cause (Humane Society of Loudoun County Financial Assistance Program) --- but then the monkey's came.
I know they are still out there looking for me................ obviously Beijing told them that they could cram me into one of those tiny baskets like Toto rode around in.

Oh my. This is just terrible.
I asked my Mouse Person what he thought I should do, and since he pretty much makes a life out of avoiding Beijing Kitty, he was all to happy to come up with a solution. He was gone in CyberSpace for quite a long time, and then - before you know it, back he came and just look who came with him:
Ha! Take that Beijing Kitty!Glinda has arrived and now I have my very own Good Witch from The North, to take care of me and protect me. Never again will you be able to Dog Nap me (even if it is for a good cause) and no more Flying Monkeys either. From now on, you must stick to your yard and go about doing whatever it is that kitties do when they are bored. Don't plan on including me in any of your silly games.
I am Bob. I am Free. And I am Back in the Blogging Business. Ha.
Love,
Bob







Not the flying monkeys they scare me! Heck they scare my mom and she likes monkeys! I don't know how you survived that. I'm so happy you are back and I hope that the fund raiser was a success. I tried to talk my mom into going, she said that Virginia was too far a drive from Rhode Island but that we could make a donation online. Sleep with one eye open around that dognapping Beijing kitty! PS: I think water makes the flying monkeys melt so if they come back spray them with the garden hose!
Mickey the hound dog
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