I'm not talking about a public library, but my own one at home. It's off limits for the cats right now because my light tent is there and lots of stones, finished pieces and just stuff in general is scattered around. From time to time one of the kids goes in there with me.
Today Ponder was the one. He had been like a little child all afternoon. "Play with me." "I'm hungry." "I want to snuggle." So finally we went into the library together. I started taking pictures, but then I found a waxed thread necklace I had broken and we settled in for a nice game of string instead.
I know it must seem as if I neglect the others, but Ponder is really the one who lets me take pictures easily while the others do funny stuff right up to the moment I get the camera out - then they freeze.
So here's our story.
"Throw, Mom! I promise I won't use my claws!"
Ouch! I was too slow. When will I learn??
"That was fun, but I think I hear something."
Muffled sound: "There is something here under Roosevelt. Give me a moment." (Roosevelt is the bear's name. He has been with us since 1988 and he has seen a lot!)
"Aaaaalmost got it."
"Roosevelt, what do you think? Looks yummy?" (Enlarge the picture to see the delicious meal.)
Happy sigh. "I love dessert. Roosevelt, a back massage would be nice now!"
After stuffing his face like that, he's in the chair behind me now, peacefully sleeping.
And I can hear a snore from under the desk ... Greebo's favorite place ...
P.S. Ehm, I do know that Ponder doesn't speak, by the way, at least not the human language ;-)
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