She tips her servants!  Dante likes to bring me things, and the two funniest
things he ever brought me were a business card ("My card, Madame!") and a
five-dollar bill. ;)

Sarsi gave you a tip!  Our cats never gift us cash.  Berfert brought
QC home and asked if he could keep her.  Tanada has brought us a
multitude of dead insects, rodentia, and an occasional lizard.  Sonya
figured out that Marcella, Rob's first CNA was terrified of lizards so
Sonya decided to help Marcella get over her fear.  Unfortunately most
of the practice material that she brought in was still alive.  By the
time Marcella left us, she'd gone from screaming and standing on a
chair to shuddering and saying "It's under the bed, can someone get it
out?"  Mandy wasn't at school at that time, so she usually got to take
the terrified little skink out to the back porch and set it free.

Pam S.
(North Carolina USA)

I just popped to the shops and brought a couple of beers (It's Sunday
and I like to make the weekend last as long as possible rather than
thinking "Work tomorrow") to wash down the Chinese later (I still
can't stand up for long enough to cook anything much so I figured "why
not special fried rice etc. why not indeed?") and Sarsi who normally
shows no interest whatsoever in any carrier bag which does not contain
catfood (How do they do that? Come in with six carrier bags and watch
them hone straight in on the one with their supplies- they must have X-
ray vision to be able to see the contents) suddenly seemed interested
in the bag with the beer, which is a first

"Whoops" said Dave "When she gave you that money it was for beer not
ham"

We both shuddered at the thought of our little punk kitten drunk! I
told her what I always tell Dunzi she can have a beer when it's legal
for her to do so i.e. when she's 18!

Strange through Sarsi has never shown the remotest interest in beer
before whereas we suspected Dunzi of being an apprentice lounge lizard
from a very young age, To this day she'll sometimes sniff opened beers
through thankfully she seems to have decided a preference for DaNip so
we put her early attempts to get a beer down to her searching for ways
to achieve altered states of consciousness

However that has reminded me of a classic Dunzi as a kitten story....

They had  only been with us a week or so and I was sitting reading
when I saw her trot past me and I just stared in disbelief as she
walked past Dave, he looked at me "Did you see what I just saw?"

"I think so"

"S**t get her!"

She had walked past with a cigarette butt hanging out of her mouth!
For ages after that we had to make sure any butts were disposed of
into an empty can or something because she liked picking them out of
the ashtray and playing with them- an event which inevitably left ash
all over the place

Thankfully she stopped doing that eventually but she;ll still
sometimes sniff beer cans and I have told her she can have one on her
18th birthday as I have told Sarsi....Uh...they're sisters..that could
be some party! i hope they're both here for it!

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

I wonder if she's got a stash of them somewhere. ;-)

I wish my cats would bring me gifts like that!  Instead, I get feathers all
over the carpet.  ;-)

Joy