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Friday, January 04, 2008

Cats on boxes (a post without words)


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yay! Kitties! hee hee hee And so similarly posed, too. Amazing.

It's nice to see that you have not tossed these particular boxes into your blue wheelie bin (yes, I have already read ahead) until your master and mistress have gotten full use out of them.

3:51 pm  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Ah, but that's because they're not empty.

They have art deco light fittings in them.

One day I will have enough energy to get a sparks in and tell him where I want them to hang.

Could be another couple of years yet...

5:16 pm  
Blogger Melissa said...

Now I want a kitty on a box.

5:46 pm  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Which one would you prefer?

8:52 pm  
Blogger Melissa said...

Honestly? The one that won't die :( I swore off getting too attached to new pets or new people several years ago. Doesn't mean I don't wish things could be different though.

9:48 pm  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Oh, Melissa! That's so sad...

I hope you forswear yourself eventually.

9:57 pm  

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