May 29, 2009
For Friend Friday
Somewhere between Tommy doing that dance she does every Friday
And doing something important i.e. feeding us-
It went a little something like this:
Tommy: Baby Noir...
Uh-oh, she called me Baby Noir-she' gonna beg
Tommy: Well, you know I did this poem photo thing
Yea, Yea, you think you're Ansel Adams and Robert Frost all in one
Tommy: You liked it, right? You hung by me when I took the picture
I was hungry
Tommy: So I was thinking, Baby Noir...
Just get to it. Cut the Baby Noir stuff. Ain't itty bitty cat anymore
Tommy: Uh, can I plug my http://7thstreetslant.etsy.com on your blog?
Always want something. OK. Fine.
Tommy: You're the best Baby Noir! THANK YOU!
So-what do I get?
With that, Tommy fed us breakfast.
While everybody got the identical food, Tommy gave me my favorite
Fancy Feast: Chicken Hearts with Liver or something like that--it's in a pink can. I'm OK with pink.
What you do for Humans!