Note: The Odd Broad is on sinus meds. (Hence the rambling nature of this post.)
On Monday Kittie turned nine. Coincidentally, on the nineteenth I will turn twenty-nine. I'm not sure how old that makes us in cat years, but Kittie doesn't seem to be all that concerned so I'm not either.
We gave her some wet food to celebrate. She was very enthusiastic. Wet Science Diet Light is to Kittie what Carvel ice cream cake is to me.
Even though she's technically a "senior cat," she's still as cute as a kitten, really she is. Although recently she lost a tooth. We have no idea how or when or even where the tooth went, I only know I looked at her one morning and realized it wasn't there. It was all very mysterious. Now when Kittie meows she resembles a toothless old man.
It's extremely endearing, of course, but I'm not sure if she'd cut it in the feline fashion world after all.
Do you recall this foolishness I speak of, by the way? Not too long ago, when my husband wanted to introduce our Kittie into the world of feline modeling? It all started because this lady he works with pimps out her cats for all sorts of lucrative modeling gigs. I still don't know if Hubby was joking, but a part of me fears he wasn't.
Anyways, the woman came into work recently and was very distraught. You see, her cat had been shooting a print ad for baby phat and had suffered a fatal heart attack. The poor little kitty didn't make it. Apparently the photographer still got some good shots of her, though.
I find the whole situation to be more than a little disturbing. Even more upsetting is the fact that this woman just placed her new kitty in "cat school." Ah well. To each her own.
How is the weather where you are, Dear Reader? It was supposed to snow here today, though it didn't quite snow in my neck of the woods. Instead, how shall I describe the watery, icy mess that rained down from the heavens? Freezing rain? Watery hail? Angry ice pellets from hell?
All I know is, as I shuffled home through the slippery beige slush, I witnessed a sight that sent shivers up and down my frozen spine. A girl walking next to me was actually wearing opened toed black patent leather sandals! It was horrifying! I can still see the red nail polish on her icy, wet toes. Just looking at her made me feel colder. Otherwise she was bundled up pretty snugly, so I wondered what had provoked her impractical choice of footwear? Perhaps she'd lost a bet?
I was dying to ask, but it was way too cold to talk to strangers.
In other random news...recently I received my annual work review, where an anonymous fellow coworker noted that I "sport a ridiculously positive attitude." I liked the sound of that. Hubby did, too. Ya, he had himself a real chuckle over that one. (Apparently I sport an attitude of a different sort at home, though I can't imagine what that would be. Ridiculously lovable, perhaps? I think that must be it.)
And with that, I bid you good night. Stay warm, Dear Reader. Please don't wear any open toed shoes in the snow. xoxo
PS- I came out of the shower this morning and happened upon this nativity scene. Thankfully my camera was handy. Were there any cats in the manger, I wonder?





Sah, you have to send Kittie's picture to our local paper....they do a pet page every week...love, ma
Posted by: Ma | December 14, 2007 at 08:06 AM
I too saw a girl wearing the same shoes w/ red toenails!
Either she really got around yesterday or maybe there's some open toed, red nail polish cult we don't know about!
Posted by: Weinerdog | December 14, 2007 at 10:08 AM
You're kidding!!?? Were her jeans rolled up at the bottom?
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 14, 2007 at 10:23 AM
I can't remember clearly.
I just remember thinking what the?
Posted by: Weinerdog | December 14, 2007 at 11:11 AM
Kittie is keeping watch over the Baby Jesus! Ohhhh, how sweet!
Posted by: sissy | December 14, 2007 at 11:23 AM
It's the cat's cradle
Posted by: James | December 14, 2007 at 01:12 PM
Hey James! Hope you're enjoying France. Happy belated birthday, fellow Sag!! xoxo
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 14, 2007 at 01:30 PM
Thanks Odd Broad - I've enjoyed France, and I'm off to see Mr. Filipe today in portugal- I'll say hi from you. Hope you're well xxJ
Posted by: James | December 15, 2007 at 04:26 AM
Thanks Odd Broad - I've enjoyed France, and I'm off to see Mr. Filipe today in portugal- I'll say hi from you. Hope you're well xxJ
Posted by: James | December 15, 2007 at 04:27 AM
Thanks Odd Broad - I've enjoyed France, and I'm off to see Mr. Filipe today in portugal- I'll say hi from you. Hope you're well xxJ
Posted by: James | December 15, 2007 at 04:27 AM
don't think you needed to read that 3 times...
Posted by: James | December 15, 2007 at 04:29 AM
Awww! Kittie blends right in with the rest of them. She's so cute!
Posted by: Kathleen | December 17, 2007 at 03:54 PM
Thanks, Kathleen. I think she is, too. But of course I'm biased, since I'm her mother! :) And somehow she always instinctively knows when I'm hungover and in need of a cuddle.
xoxo
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 17, 2007 at 09:40 PM
James, please tell Filipe we say hello!! Call us when you're back in nyc!!
xoxo
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 20, 2007 at 10:28 PM
Kittie actually looks possesed in the first picture. I guess it's her way of letting us know we are all going to hell someday!
Posted by: Karen | December 23, 2007 at 11:41 PM
Kittie looks like she's eyeing the lambs...
Posted by: cube | December 12, 2008 at 11:25 AM