Princess Pitiful

Three or four days without a "real" post and you survived and more over I survived. And, "No, Konnie, I'm NOT pregnant!" Other than that possibility, the earth didn't move and the skies didn't come tumbling down as a result of no blog post, but hey, we did have a rainbow. Hmmm, so what was that telling me? It was a beautiful rainbow by the way...one of those wall to wall ones. Multiple pics popped up on twitter and there was even a picture of it gracing the Qatar Tribune this morning. Crossing the twitter waves this morning was a comment, "where else in the world are rain and clouds great weather?". True meanderings, indeed.

Enough about rainbows. On to my poor neglected "Princess". You know, I use to keep you in the know when it came to the life of Sykes, (R.I.P). Perhaps Princess prefers to stay out of the limelight. She did finally get over her toilet tissue fetish, after I stored it under lock and key. So now she pretty much stays out of trouble and like Sykes before her, she enjoys joining us at the dinner table. Same rules apply to her as Sykes, only front paws are allowed to touch the table. She's very well behaved in that respect, but gets her feelings hurt that we won't share our meal with her. She toggles back and forth between David and myself before going off to sulk in her usual hideout after multiple unsuccessful attempts. Poor poor pitiful Princess.

Poor Poor Pitiful Me ~ Linda Rondstadt

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