Remember that Celebrate Kittens doodle I did a couple of weeks back?
It looked like this!
Well, because Jilanne Hoffmann’s son is a fine, upstanding young fellow, he doodled me a reply. Head on over to her blog and check out his awesome art, why don’cha?
(Oh, and I’m turnin’ off the comments here. Go comment over there!)
Remember when I asked that? It was a rather long time ago, I admit.
You responded — and your wish is my command. It might take me a while, but I will get to each and every one of your requests (even Sarah W’s).
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Since this Ask-Me-a-Question-and-I’ll-Answer-It thing is going a lot slower than I had everimagined, I thought I’d use today’s post to wrap up a few of the pithier questions:
Hm. Let me stew that one over…
Vanessa writes: “I would like a post about what you’re looking at on the ceiling please. That, or something about your favourite snacks.”
Oh, you lovely Brits. I love how you always throw in a superfluous “U” in words like “favorite.” Anyhoo, my favorite snack is ice cream. In the photo I am looking at the ceiling trying to figure out how ice cream got up there. Smart money says my son is somehow responsible.
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Limebird Beth writes: “I would like a post on what really is the cat’s whiskers.”
I’m assuming Beth wants to know what I think is the cat’s pajamas. If so, I have pretty much answered that question in this post. I would, however, like to add goats to that list. Hmm. Come to think of it, I did a post about goats, too.
I guess what I’m trying to tell you, Beth, is pay attention!
Ugh. I’m going to have to be one of those I-Need-To-Give-This-Blogging-Thing-A-Rest-For-A-While People.
I never expected to be one of those people, but it can’t be helped. A bit too much is coming at me a bit too fast and I won’t be able to give this blog the attention it deserves. I won’t lie to you; this bums me out. I like it here and I really like all of you guys.
But, fear not. I do see the light at the end of this tunnel. I’ll be back in about a month.
In the meantime, enjoy this picture of a guinea pig riding a crocodile. You’re welcome.