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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Desorted


I yam home alone. Ees nobardy here. Ees nobardy playeen' weeth me. Ees nobardy to leesten to me. The yoomans are oud, they go away, they see me por two meenutes y feed me y I yam wonnereen' why I esseest. Who is Don Estorbo? Why ees he here? Whad does eed mean?

So I seed arn the roop y I theenk y I loogh. Sormtime' I see the grey-y-whide, bod when the Wooman was arn the roop por worn meenute to water las plants, she saw me goeen' to say hello to the grey-y-whide arn the faraway roop y she clab hor hans loud ad me y say BAD cad!

I lay down flad arn the seelbertarp, lookeen' orp ad the cruel Wooman y say,

Whadtheforghe???

You leab me, I fine' my own frien's.

I doan' need nobardy. Hear. Me.  Roar: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

12 comments:

  1. Poor Storbie, conflicted between firing the wooman and missing her companionship. It will be back to normal in a week or two. In the meantime, you have your catnip.

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  2. amigo!! humans--can't live wif 'em, can't live wifout 'em. it's disgustipatin'.

    by the bye, that is a wunnerful picture of your gorgeous self--brave, noble, an' proud, lookin' fearlessly into the future (wif or wifout the wooman). you ARE panther--we hears you roar!

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  3. We are here, Don Estorbo. We hear you. You have friends all over the world.

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  4. I hear you roar, Estorbo. The wooman, she is a fickle one. And I suppose she will return soon and tell you how much she missed you. And yes, that is your life. Meanwhile, since you have a Mac and are independent, you can talk to us! Do you Skype?

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  5. we, your peeps, are here to watch and appreciate you - Storbie

    we always await your observations


    so I have a question: are you your own cat or do you need the people?

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  6. Oh Storbie, that was such a mighty eeeeeeeeep, I mean ROAR!! I'm sure the woman will come to her senses soon, and meanwhile, as others have pointed out, you have us, your faithful admirers.

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  7. If only you had opposable thumbs.

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  8. Hermano, sounds to me like an existential crisis -- you know, "the dark night of the soul." Whoa. Rooptop meditation should help. As another blag cad said way back when, "Keep the faith, baby!"

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  9. Estorbo,
    We, your loyal and adoring fans have not desorted you, but feared that you desorted us!
    Tino says that he doesn't care - there's always another black cat around. I think he is jealous because he is orange and wants to be black.

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  10. We see you have won the "modified language" battle!

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  11. Eeep, indeed! Say the word and I'm on the train to come take you away from the mean wooman. (Well, she's nice to people ...)

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  12. Ah Storbie, but you're the king of the castle while they're gone. Make the most of it. While the woman's away, the cat will play... isn't that how it goes?

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