{"id":816,"date":"2006-10-27T06:45:33","date_gmt":"2006-10-27T15:45:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/2006\/10\/27\/dear-internets\/"},"modified":"2006-11-03T21:58:04","modified_gmt":"2006-11-04T06:58:04","slug":"dear-internets","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/2006\/10\/27\/dear-internets\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Internets,"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tt-flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/280632591\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"240\" height=\"194\" border=\"0\" align=\"left\" alt=\"AceClingy\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/122\/280632591_ad340271f1_m.jpg\" \/><\/a> Hi. I&#8217;m Ace. (the cute one).<\/p>\n<p>Mom says that Silly Kitty Saturday isn&#8217;t until tomorrow, but that since she is going out of town, a day early is allright.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m feeling a little clingy today. Seems there&#8217;s this new white stuff outside, and it&#8217;s gotten kinda cold. I don&#8217;t like it much. I voiced my displeasure by insisting on sleeping under mom&#8217;s covers last night. She was fine with it, because she likes me best. Even when I used her toes for attack practice. At 3am. That was a squeel of glee, for sure.<\/p>\n<p>She&#8217;s also going out of town &#8211; did I say that already? I don&#8217;t like that much at all. She&#8217;s not supposed to be up and in the shower this early. We&#8217;re supposed to go back to bed for our nap like always. I waited by the door for her, but she didn&#8217;t even stop &#8211; just pet me on the fly!<\/p>\n<p><a class=\"tt-flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/280632398\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"192\" height=\"240\" border=\"0\" align=\"right\" alt=\"Anna\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/115\/280632398_805f4ef33b_m.jpg\" \/><\/a> I tried to talk to Annabelle about it, but she&#8217;s just a big stupid girl, and doesn&#8217;t understand. She just sat there, with this dumb look on her face.<\/p>\n<p><a class=\"tt-flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/278893567\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"100\" height=\"95\" border=\"0\" align=\"left\" alt=\"kittys in a box\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/120\/278893567_0f71de2e17_t.jpg\" \/><\/a>(The other kids think it&#8217;s cuteness. I know she&#8217;s just really kinda stupid. Why else would she keep trying to climb the walls and attack the window blinds? There&#8217;s nothing up there! I already checked! Girls. I even have to sleep in a shoebox with her sometimes because she&#8217;s a big scairdycat. It&#8217;s really rather sad if you think about it.)<\/p>\n<p>So I did the next best thing. I purred really loudly &#8211; all night last night, in hopes of convincing her to stay. She didn&#8217;t notice, except for the time I was sitting directly under her chin. That didn&#8217;t last long. Then, this morning, I sat on mom&#8217;s mousepad to remind her she had work to do. If she&#8217;s going to be awake, after all, she should be working on those big new projects she&#8217;s so proud of! I really need to be kept in the fashion I want to be accustomed too, for Cat&#8217;s sake!<br \/>\n<a class=\"tt-flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/280632493\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"240\" height=\"180\" border=\"0\" align=\"left\" alt=\"AceUnamused\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/120\/280632493_3744dfccfb_m.jpg\" \/><\/a> So, I sat in her chair when she got up, and when she came back I gave her My Look Of Displeasure and Disgust. She was unmoved. I however was not &#8211; she kicked me off the chair! Something is Definitely Up. I don&#8217;t like it. Not one bit. I even tried stealing her Q-tips because hello, she can&#8217;t go out without clean ears, right? She just got more. I kicked her glasses off the counter into the laundry pile while she was in the shower too, cuz well, mom&#8217;s blind and needs her glasses to find her glasses if ya know what I mean. Even that didn&#8217;t deter her. Next time I&#8217;ll bury them. In the cat box.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway. Think good thoughts for mom for me, ok? She&#8217;s riding up to some big city on the other side of the mountains with that big guy who says he hates cats but always pets me anyway but won&#8217;t let me attack his big ole cowboy hat. (I&#8217;d look rather dashing in it, I think.) She says she&#8217;ll be back tomorrow night. She&#8217;d better be. I don&#8217;t like sleeping in that big ole bed with just Annabelle. Anna gets mad when I attack HER &#8211; Mom never does.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\"><a class=\"tt-flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/280632469\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"197\" height=\"240\" border=\"0\" align=\"right\" alt=\"AceFace\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/105\/280632469_937f9bc5b7_m.jpg\" \/><\/a>So she gots to hurry home. I mean really &#8211; how can she resist this face?<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">My point exactly. Thanks, Internets. Mom always said you was cool.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,<br \/>\nAce. (the cute one.)\n<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">PS. She caught me trying to stow away in her purse. Must be sneakier next time, and remember to hide the tail. And bribe Annabelle. She&#8217;s a little nark!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hi. I&#8217;m Ace. (the cute one). Mom says that Silly Kitty Saturday isn&#8217;t until tomorrow, but that since she is going out of town, a day early is allright. I&#8217;m feeling a little clingy today. Seems there&#8217;s this new white stuff outside, and it&#8217;s gotten kinda cold. I don&#8217;t like it much. I voiced my [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,15,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-816","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-letters","category-sillykittysaturday","category-myriad"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/816","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=816"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/816\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=816"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=816"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=816"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}