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There is a sound not unlike people chatting continually, then blasts of funky music coming from the kitten room. I think it's the old DAB work radio in action. ManSlave said that kittens have to learn how to dance and what better way to teach them, by introducing them to a bit of music! It certainly is doing the trick, it is really getting the tickles out of their toes and the sound of thundering feet as they learn their dance routines is synonymous of 'Strictly Come Dancing.' I am sure as the door was opened this morning, Lillibet and James were doing an Argentine Tango across the bed, I am sure I spotted a backward ocho, wrap & Lean with sacada atras and a carousel finish. I can't wait for the Christmas show under the Christmas tree - but not 'up' the tree!.
We now have the sounds of the brass bands playing out for Remembrance Sunday, all kittens are now marching around the scratch post as though it were the cenotaph, laying their toy mice and bits of paper in honor of lost animals of war, it is good to teach them young about their respect and honour. We are all now giving our two minutes silence to remember every one.
Being a Sunday of course, we do get a decent smell of the Roast and today it is a free range Simmental forerib. I can taste that smell already as it slowly cooks it's self into a tasty and meaty roast. The light has gone off in the oven so I can only guess what it looks like as I drift into a dreamy sleep of beef filled air. Let me tell you, it's a darn sight better smell that TomFuns pheromones!
KS =^..^=
There is a sound not unlike people chatting continually, then blasts of funky music coming from the kitten room. I think it's the old DAB work radio in action. ManSlave said that kittens have to learn how to dance and what better way to teach them, by introducing them to a bit of music! It certainly is doing the trick, it is really getting the tickles out of their toes and the sound of thundering feet as they learn their dance routines is synonymous of 'Strictly Come Dancing.' I am sure as the door was opened this morning, Lillibet and James were doing an Argentine Tango across the bed, I am sure I spotted a backward ocho, wrap & Lean with sacada atras and a carousel finish. I can't wait for the Christmas show under the Christmas tree - but not 'up' the tree!.
We now have the sounds of the brass bands playing out for Remembrance Sunday, all kittens are now marching around the scratch post as though it were the cenotaph, laying their toy mice and bits of paper in honor of lost animals of war, it is good to teach them young about their respect and honour. We are all now giving our two minutes silence to remember every one.
Being a Sunday of course, we do get a decent smell of the Roast and today it is a free range Simmental forerib. I can taste that smell already as it slowly cooks it's self into a tasty and meaty roast. The light has gone off in the oven so I can only guess what it looks like as I drift into a dreamy sleep of beef filled air. Let me tell you, it's a darn sight better smell that TomFuns pheromones!
KS =^..^=
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