I’m reminded of the quote from Tommy’s Woman when Beatrix was first brought in from the Void, “Let’s save a cat!”
Next she might be snerking.
From the Moody Blues: Nights in White Satin
Knights in tin foil
Searching in the trash cans,
Are they preparing
Some nefarious plan?
Or just making a fashion statement,
Of haute couture?
Just what their plans are
We cannot be sure.
But we love their sense
Of high fashion!
Ooh of high fashion!
Here’s hoping she’ll go outside and give Goldie a few kitty hugs.
Picture yourself with a bowl full of kibble
All ready to pounce and enjoy a treat
Somebody calls you, you meow quite slowly,
Thirteen kittens at your feet!
Running and jumping and chasing a ball
Begging for you to come play,
Nap time must wait, you get no sleep at all,
But love every moment always!
Snow and all his friends and kittens!
Natasha and I ran with a yell.
Look, look, look out the window,
“What, what, what,” Elvis asked,
“Laugh, laugh, laugh,” replied Lupin,
A new report will be our next task!
“There was a cat, I told you so,”
“And she has my recorder, don’t you know!”
“She’s on the run, from those racoon.”
“Don’t know who she is but gonna find out soon!”
Poof, poof, poof went my tail
Run, run, run said my instincts,
I don’t know where to go,
But I have friends I don’t know*
Who are rooting for me,
It will end well, you’ll see,
And will turn out just fine!
*That’s all of us
Some people are not worthy of a cat. Or a pet of any kind.
Whenever I see a monkey with cymbals I think of Phantom of the Opera.
When we least expect it, PUNch will start making outrageous plays on words that will torture us all.
Bravo to Elvis for having the courage to confront Punch.