@Tavicat by Rikki Simons and Tavisha Wolfgarth-Simons for March 07, 2022

Ohhh, here we go! Fargo & Pippin in Fantasy Land! This is gonna be fun!

One nickname for my cat is “Neighborhood Watch”. When we go out walking, it is usually the quiet times of dusk. If someone walks by, she must sit and watch them until they are out of sight. Never know what people are up to, right? Of course, she will also watch for birds and for rainbows to fall on gophers.

They all role play as leprechauns.

Why wouldn’t he be talking to a gopher?

It’s so Pippin. Fargo knows this, but Pippi may not get it yet.

As another Pippin put it:

’A-floating, a-floating, what saw I a-floating?

Fairy ships rocking with pink sails and white

Smoothly as swans on a river of light

Saw I a-floating?

No, it was apple-bloom, rosy and fair,

Softly obeying the nod of the air

I saw a-floating.

A-floating, a-floating, what saw I a-floating?

White clouds at eventide blown to and fro

Lightly as bubbles the cherubim blow,

Saw I a-floating?

No, it was pretty girls gowned like a flower

Blown in a ring round their own apple-bower

I saw a-floating.

Or was it my dream, my dream only–who knows?–

As frail as a snowflake, as flushed as a rose,

I saw a-floating?

A-floating, a-floating, what saw I a-floating?’

Fargo is happy with anything.