Showing posts with label comso. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comso. Show all posts
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
A Cure for Insomnia
Here's something you might not know about me: I tend to obsess about things. Every day I work at clearing my mind and relaxing my body and thoughts, but at times, the mind monkeys take over and hold me hostage for a while. Like when I have insomnia. Like now. Curled up on the sofa with Cosmo, old TV Land sitcoms, and a hopeful visit from the sandman, I try and redirect my manic mind to more simple thoughts. Silly thoughts. Thoughts like these:
All better. Nighty-night...
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Sunday, May 1, 2011
I Choose to Snooze!
It's Sunday! Unless the house is on fire or you're offering something from the treat family, let me sleep!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Cosmo Visits Phoebeland
I invite you to sit back and enjoy another installment of "Cosmo Visits Phoebeland," or as I like to call it, "Will He Ever Learn?"
Will Cosmo ever see the inside of the cool box? Will Phoebe relinquish her role as captain of Kitty Command? I think we all know the answers to both of these questions.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Gallery of Stink-Eye
I regularly post pictures of Cosmo on Facebook and many comment on his constantly cranky expressions -- they assume he must have been in a "mood" when the photo was taken. If you've never met Cosmo, let me tell you that he rarely ever removes his furry little cranky pants. He is, however, a complete mama's boy and really only looks somewhat pleased when I am holding him over my shoulder like a baby or when the "treat" word is mentioned and he nearly skids around the corner in anticipation. To illustrate the cat-of-a-thousand-cantankerous-countenances," please review the Gallery of Stink-Eye.
| Give me the car keys, woman!!! |
| You realize I know when you sleep... |
| But I don't like anchovies. |
| I know you didn't just tell me you erased yesterday's Tyra Banks show from the TIVO. |
| I *get* to look pissy in this hat. End of story. |
| He may appear ornery most of the time, but at the end of the day, he's my best buddy and my baby. |
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