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The Lion and the Unicorn

Today I am going to entertain you with a little story about Sir Rufus and his unicorn dream. It has a bit of a surprise ending which makes it all the more fun!

Sir Rufus was very tiredlast Sunday  after having enjoyed   a lovely lunch. In fact he had eaten both his own portion and half of mine so his belly was really full.  So Rufus decided to lie down on the couch, cuddling up to his favourite cushion, the one with the large white unicorn.


Suddenly Rufus heard a melodious voice whisper in his ear: ” Hello, precious one, how about letting me have the crown for a while now. You took it but I  can’t see that you are ever wearing it. And it would look much better on me…”

 Sir Rufus began to wonder if he was going slightly mad because cushions don’t usually speak , now do they? But the unicorns lips were moving and he began  stretching his long legs and shaking  his mane in an alarming manner ,  so Sir Rufus- who wasn’t the bravest of old sports , decided to recite a poem he knew in order to buy some time:

The lion and the unicorn were fighting for the crown
The lion beat the unicorn all around the town.
Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown;
Some gave them plum cake and drummed them out of town.


The unicorn began to swish his tail and look even more irritated so Sir Rufus quickly said: “I am NOT the lion that took the crown away from you. He was much bigger than me. Have you ever seen me wearing a crown, Sir Unicorn?”

The unicorn had to admit that he thought it strange that Sir Rufus never wore the crown after having fought so hard to get it. Sir Rufus licked one of his front paws slowly and then he said in an innocent voice “I have never worn a crown but I have heard it said that crowns  are so very uncomfortable to have on one’s head . I guess the poor lion suffers from  a headache every time he wears it.You, Sir Unicorn, look so very regal in yourself that you do not need a crown.”

The unicorn began to feel flattered and looked admiringly at Sir Rufus. What a smart little lion he was! But he was badly in need of some styling advice , thought the unicorn.  He decided to start by giving him a little bath in order to make his lovely red coat glisten. Sir Rufus enjoyed this at first but after a few minutes felt that the unicorn had quite a large and  very wet tongue so he carefully raised his front paw to tell him to take a pause- in the politest possible way, of course. But when he opened his eyes he found that the unicorn had turned into A TIGER!

Lord Tiger

And exactly who the tiger is I will tell you in my next post!




I am in my usual January post- Christmassy blue mood! SMALL  wonder when you think about these things, guys:

The beloved  Christmas tree has dried up and been thrown out! Poor thing!

This means that there are no fun decorations to throw around and chase and no pretty Christmas lights to sit and watch during the dark winter evenings!

Santa Claus has been and gone and it’s almost a year til he visits again!

All the pressies have been opened so no more exciting hours spent wondering what was inside!

All the delicious food has been eaten up and now we are back to basic stuff !

Mom is back at work so we get woken dreadfully early during the weekdays.

I spend hours  listening to My Melancholy Blues

but perhaps it would be better if I changed tune so that I cheered up a bit…


I think I definately will now because our Mom says it’s such a great song that she’s inspired to get the piano tuned so she can play it herself! Can you imagine anything worse than listening to her slogging away trying to hit the right notes -which she will have a problem doing becoz it’s YEARS since she played properly….

In the past Charlie Chaplin had his ears assaulted by Rosemarie, our Mom’s Mom , who played childish stuff on the piano for him when she came catsitting

and he still has traumatic memories from these sessions….Well, we all of us heard old gammelmatte having a go at the piano keys but I hid under the bedclothes and Selma always stayed in the kitchen.

So in order to ensure no more hacking away at the piano , let’s play something with a guitar instead. Mom hasn’t got one of those, thank goodness…

So here is Marc Bolan with some of his characteristic guitatwork:

I am so happy coz I feel better already!

And there are clean sheets on the bed! Yipeeee!



My 2013 blog in review

Hi there loyal feline followers!

Seeing that January is a month for looking both backwards and forwards I thought it would be fun to publish the WordPress annual review of my blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 600 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 10 trips to carry that many people.

Well, I feel we can do better than this, folks. I want to reach 1,000 views during 2014.

And this means that I have to be more active – and that our MOM allows me to use the laptop more frequently. Things were pretty dull during the Autumn and I am gonna put pawpressure on her so that I can have the chance to explore my creative ideas at least once a week.

Stay posted for some changes and new ideas coming up pretty soon, followers.

Here you can read the rest of the report if you are interested. I am gonan snuggle up on the couch now and take a January catnap, i e an extremely long and deep one!

Click here to see the complete report.