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Source: Handwriting

Flynn: My handwriting has been average and not always the same. So I resigned to taking electronic notes, which are clearer and faster. I’d use my handwriting to sign electronically. But that’s about it nowadays.

Kitty: Like Tabby, we paw. We used paws during feeding time and for stretching after a good meal. Paws left behind in snow and dirt are communicated to those who can read meow. I’m sure skilled trackers can locate the whereabouts of felines and other wildlife.

Flynn: In my OLD blog, I mentioned how I used to love my boxes of colorful crayons and how I used to color with loud squealing noises while trying to keep the tips ‘straight’. Nowadays, I can only appreciate the various colors of nature – from the bright orange poppies – a federally protected State Flower of California (USA), and other smiling flowers, such as the pansies, to the birds that happen to visit our birdbath out back. Just yesterday, Mom finished sewing a blanket of various patterned material. I must say that blanket is quite colorful indeed. It’s being used downstairs in the living room.

Kitty: I love colorful birds, especially your two remaining Lutino parakeets. They are like golden sunshine with their fiery red eyeballs. I often think of them as little baby chickens. I do recall you wanting to experience holding yellow chicks in your hands like you once did in the Philippines where your late maternal uncle Florene lived. And now Mel and Bud are your playmates, the bundle of joy they bring to your life. You could make me happy too if I you could hold one up for me to kiss. Yes? No. I guess not.

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Source: Colorful

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Source: Refresh

Flynn: Today was refreshing. It would have been a normal day of attending noontime mass until Dad wanted to see his doctor for a bad cold, which he thought was flu-like symptom. The weather was beautiful. And the air since yesterday smelled strongly of perfumed flowers! And by the grace of the Lawd Gawd, a white van with number 83 stickers on various locations almost rear-ended Dad’s MB E430. We were coming outta the freeway towards Safeway and shopping went well.

Kitty: Well, drinking water is refreshing. Had you added a sprinkle of catnip, I would have been in heaven. Maybe, if you had given me my bath, I’d feel more refreshed. But we felines are above the removal of our natural scent with your smelly-good chemicals. As a matter of fact, I’d like for you to open the backdoor so I could smell the chemtrails, err, the flowery air and roll upon the grassy lawn. I feel nature calling unto moi.

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Source: Voice

Flynn: During Wednesday’s noontime mass, I still sang loudly as usual. However, my voice wasn’t as loud and cracked due to wearing my acrylic ‘night guard’! I wore this ‘night guard’ to depressurize the axis of my neck while waiting in the car for Mom during her two doctor appointments. But by the time I was already inside the church, I forgot to remove my device and had to ‘palm’ my Eucharistic host into my mount. So I kept this on until we got home because after mass we planned to shop for grocery at the DeCA. I confused Dad prior to the onramp but we decided due to beautiful weather.

Kitty: You humanz do have lots of problems. We have no need for mouth devices. That’s unnatural and uncomfortable. When my teeth chatter, I’m excited to see your parakeets or wild birds. And when I see a larger tom cat, I’d to hiss to protect myself. When I enjoy your petting my beautiful fur, I’d purr in agreement. And when I’m hungry, I meow. Oh, I see you flinched from my scratch. You seem to have ignore my initial meow.

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Source: Conceal

Flynn: No weaponry or secrets shall be concealed. Eventually the fear and truth shall be revealed. That’s why it’s important not to lie or deceive too much. Humanz, however, seems to offer what is called ‘white lies’ as fearful protection against any punishment. Any lie is ‘dark’, leaving those clueless to the truth.

Kitty: That’s correct. When confronted by a larger tom cat, I unsheathe my claws and apply scratches where appropriate. Then, I’d rather run and hide. That’s supposed to be a secret because no feline would ever fear other felines. We would rather keep our pride and beautiful fur intact. And that’s the truth.

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Source: Frivolous

Flynn: I could think of only two instances in which the word ‘frivolous’ is used: frivolous lawsuit and frivolous spirit. I’m not understanding this word. And therefore, I’d pass.

Kitty: I agree. I’m not too sure how you’d use that word in the court of law without stumbling over its pronunciation. I’m almost thinking about potato chips for some reason.

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Source: Edge

Flynn: During recess, we’d have fun in the playground. I’d play on the wooden balance beam. It was four inches across. Sometimes it’s straight and other times it was slanted. I’d fall off many times. But each time I fell off this narrow path, I’d get back on track. I learned to take my time as if walking on a sharp sword’s edge. And then I’d practice going faster until I had the confidence that I wouldn’t fall off the edge.

Kitty: I know why you keep falling off! It’s not due to lack of practice. It’s because you humanz have only two legs! Plus, yours appears to be quite bow-legged. I’m sorry for your bad design. We felines, however, have four appendages with the fifth one being the tail, which we use for balancing. We’re not monkeys: Some use their tails for gripping. We also have sharp claws for better grip. If you can show me a playground with wooden beams, I’d like to scratch a post to trim my claws, please.

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Source: Footsteps

Flynn: Whenever I awaken in the mornings, I’d take careful footsteps over the creaking wooden flooring. Sometimes I wear my slippers and sometimes I walk barefooted. Unfortunately, I sometimes step incorrectly on certain areas where upon the creaking sound would wake up mom from her sleep. This is done while the lights are dim and while I wear no eyeglasses. So I’m pretty much walking in the dark where things are blurry. I’m almost an expert in navigating around the house without much lighting.

Kitty: Wow! Are you trying to mimic the feline powers of night vision? I don’t see your eyes glowing! Are you humanz hiding something from us cats? Maybe, you’re memorizing the directions. That’s it! I see! Yes, I see you are about to stumble over me if you don’t watch it! Next, time please turn on the lights! That’s why you humanz have invented electricity and those nasty curly bulbs, which is full of mercury. I would prefer the soft glow of candles, if you don’t mind. That’s more natural and much easier on my sensitive eye sights. Hold on! I might have sensed a dark movement in the shadows. I know it’s not one of your relatives or parakeets paying a visit from the spiritual realm but maybe a mouse.

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Source: Fearless

Flynn: Mel, the disabled Lutino parakeet, is the fearless one. For whatever reason, he continues to cry-out for me to present my fingers for worshipping by regurgitating his food. I don’t always have the patience but allow him a couple of minutes of pacifying his cries. However, Buddy his older Lutino brother is quite fearful of coming near me. He inherited the wide-eyed fear of his late Turquoise father Bully. But his bite is VERY strong and painful like his late Lutino mother YeYo.

Kitty: If I presented my paws to Mel, I’m sure he’d be fearful unto moi. If he isn’t fast enough to fly away, I might make a meal of him. But since you love him like your own human counterpart, I’ll make an exception and spare his life, though I stare and chatter my teeth in jealously each time I see him landing on your hands. Oh, hark! I hear him crying for you! Let’s go pacify, err, calm him down. He appears to have a swollen left knee.

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Source: Help

Flynn: I’ve been receiving distress calls from a couple of good souls. Their signals are sent via blog posts. I would read their RSS feeds. And due to my gullible nature, I would believe that they needed financial assistance, no matter how small. But because I tend to mind other peoples’ businesses, I’ve gone broke and have been left high and dry upon a lone, deserted island with no food or water. But with that analogy aside, I’m sending my positive thoughts in the form of oranges! That’s correct! I would visualize lots of spherical fruits hovering about them. I liked that thought.

Kitty: Speaking of spherical objects, where is my toy ball! I’ve not seen it lately. Perhaps, you could make up for this missing, lost, or stolen object with one of Tabby’s tuna sprinkled with tarragon leaves. Better yet, you might wanna sprinkle mine with catnip. And I’m hoping after you’ve fulfilled my request. You can play ball with me. I sorely miss our time when you throw the ball and I run to fetch it back to you. It’s good exercise. Look, here! I’ve found it! It was under my padded sleeping quarters. Well? Let’s go and play ball!

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Source: Nerve

Flynn: Wednesday was weird. The whole day was nothing but biting criticism. I don’t and will never understand why Mom continues to nag, whine, and complain about details that Dad and I ignore. And I’d hate to emphasize the power of ‘karma’ or ‘karmic debt’. For unto her, she has been receiving a ‘pain in the neck’, an after effect of those painful shingles. Neither her pain medication nor my massaging won’t help her bad nerves. She has inflammations throughout her body that may be due to her poisonous medications and those nasty shots called vaccines. I don’t know why she’s always annoying. Are all elderly humanz snappy?

Kitty: Do NOT touch me! I don’t want your human ailments! Can you please hire an assistant that isn’t contaminated like you humanz? Why don’t you wear gloves next time prior to serving my meals! I expect you to disinfect my food dishes and sleeping materials with hot water and soap! We felines are to be treated in the upmost respect. Please ensure that my environment is sanitize immediately!

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Source: Price

Flynn: Free stuff is good. I wouldn’t pay more than zero value. Could that mean I prefer to receive without working hard outta my blood, sweat, and tears? I’d like to believe that everything has been provided for free. But for whatever reason, humanz are charging prices over commodities and other disposable goods and services. I wonder what society would be like if there was no such monetary transactions for exchanges of stuff.

Kitty: You work for me. I don’t pay you salary or wages. You owe me your life and salvation. All dues are paid in tin cans of tuna. In exchange, I offer up my tummy for tickles and my ears for scratching. You are not allowed to complain. If you do complain, I may ignore you the whole day. I do envy Tabby because her Mrs. Human sees to it that she serves her feline goddess at any moments notice. Come, slave! Keep up with the daily prompts.