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Thursday, April 24, 2014

Dad gum mama cat...where you at?

*toughie feelie* Am I alive? My god, bulldozers, backhoes, 18 wheelers.....that's what I feel like. An' grouchy???......you betcha. Poor Frank done figger that out real quick. "Leave me be Frank....come back later when I'm awake". Sheesh....coffee ain't even finish brew'n yet.

I have two cats in my shower. Bet ya didn't know that did ya? Grrrrrr....at that mama cat. I call her all night long an' she never come back for her other two babies. All I know is, these two cats is got to go.

On the bright side, up under the porch to the trailer house, there is a litter of cat puppies. I'm think'n that mama cat will take care of "my" cat puppies

They both ate out of a bowl yesterday. For supper, I had a piece of fish an' some rice-a roonie stuff. They ate some that too. Like to bite my finger off feed'n 'em the fish.
One commenter is hav'n a ball teas'n me bout these cats. "What did I name them"? Although.....I was think'n yesterday....how cool it would be to have a cat. Then I woke up. My god, ain't no way. Bruce an' Myrtle.....

Why I feel so bad this morn'n I ain't got figger out yet. Now you know I have morn'ns that I question, but "this" morn'n, I got something weird go'n on. No explanation at this time.

Ya ain't never gonna guess. There went Frank an' his darling wife out the front gate, in the "billy jeep", to do my laundry. After a week of wait'n, I had done give up on that idea. Dang, I'm gonna have me some fresh folded clean clothes to wear. How much is it gonna cost. Oh my....*scratch'n head*, I just gave Frank a $40 dollar bill. Buy some soap an' get some quarters. Bet ya a dollar I don't get no change. How much is it worth to me? Oh, today, bout a hunnert dollar bill.

Speak'n of hunnert dollar bills an' stuff like that......spend it. It's useless sit'n in a sock up under the bed. Ain't got no value at all....until you go spend it. Then it's worth bout a hunnert dollars.

I can see right now, this blog post ain't go'n nowhere. Same as with many others, there ain't nuttin to talk bout.

Oh wait.....telephone. Son Robert is look'n out for his daddy. Done called a couple back quacks over there in Ga.....I can get a appointment for next week....or something like that. Or, I can get an appointment at the other one in 3 months. I says to Robert...."hold off on call'n doctors". Wait till I get there. Get'n there is the most important right now. Help, I need help...."warsh them there winders Frank". Sheesh!!! I still got to go get propane an' fill the fuel tank. Warsh dishes an' take the trash out. An' bout three days or more put'n stuff back together. Dang, I ain't never gonna get out of here. Then, four or five days to make the trip. *just think'n*....day after I arrive in Ga., me an' Robert gonna get us a tee time at the local golf ball swak'n place.

In the mean time, I'm wonder'n if'n tomorrow would be a good day for some golf ball swak'n right here in south Texas. Eat up a great big ol' plate of Mexican food right after the game. Dang, I'm get'n all excitis. ILT......I like tacos.....an' enchiladas, an' tostadas, an' refried beans, an' spanish rice. Yum boy howdy.....ILT.  


 

7 comments:

  1. Now that you named the cats, Bruce and Myrtle, you may as well keep them. Keep Sadie May company when you are out fishing or golfing or eating Mexican food.

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    1. The stress Dizzy, you forgot the stress involved

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  2. Billy Bob, you are a bit like me sometimes when you try to act tough and gruff, we all know better. You are looking out for those kittens like a mamma hen, good people have a soft spot in their heart for animals. Just do things at your own pace and enjoy the moment. Wayne

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    1. Ha dad gum it. I was think'n I had everbody snowed. You right bout me like'n critters. Only bugs I kill is them damn pesky flies an' those blood suck'n skeeters. I beat their ass.

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  3. Them cats do stress you out, gotta hop on the road and get to Georgia.
    Will be too much fun!

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    1. Ha George, you make it sound easy....but it ain't.....yet.

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  4. Give Frankie a hunnert dollar bill to take the kittens..That mama cat ain't coming back for those two.Peace of mind about them would be well worth the money.Loved hearing about them though! Vada

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