Miauuuu, Feline fans!
Since it was the birthday of the King of Pop yesterday and my Mom is a great fan of his I am kindly allowing her to post a birthday greeting to the man himself on my blog.
I have been promised culinary delights if I allow her to do this so… This of course made it an easy choice even though you all know how I feel about trespassers….
So, Mom, this post is yours.Make the most of it!
And I will go and sample some DELICIOUS treats in the kitchen.
You are soo sweet to let me write a little something to Michael here. Here is my tribute:
IT’S ALL IN YOUR NAME
Dedicated to Michael Jackson
on his birthday 29th of August 2012
Do you rememember?
Do you rememeber?
Do you , do you, do you?
Of course you remember the time
When he moonwalked
That glittery glove across the globe,
When he held that breathtaking pose on his toes,
Singing all the colours of the wind
In your ear,
Shifting your consciousness into top gear.
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Do you? Do you?
Of course you remember the time
Of those giant stage conversations of his
From Victory via Dangerous to HIStory
Causing so much emotion and commotion
Peter Pan in tight Gold Pants on his
roller coaster ride to Hall of Fame
Michael Joe Jackson
It’s all in your name
And here is one of my favourite tracks which I think you will enjoy too, Herkules. It’s about Butterflies, those fluttery things that you find so fascinating:
After YOUR UNINVITED visit here I have been ON S T R I K E !
I have been SO IRRITATED and my whiskers have been QUIVERING with rage for several days and nights….
Sorry followers, but I just had to stay away from here on PRINCIPLE!
IT HAS NOT BEEN FUN AND MY PAWS HAVE BEEN ITCHING TO PLAY ON THE KEYBOARD and share my feline views with you all—
I am BACK because have now had a long and very SERIOUS conversation with my MOM and she has PROMISED me that next time she will ASK MY PERMISSION before she writes anything on here again.
And of course we will discuss the PRICE she will have to pay…..
However, I am DELIGHTED to see that quite a few of you have been here and read MOM’s “Magic Slippers” poem. I must admit it is a lovely poem. AND- The Gloved One and I both wear gloves, we can Moonwalk and we have gorgeous voices . SO I guess MJ reminded you, my feline followers, of me.
However,while he has his hiccups I have my gorgeous PURRsonality! HE heeeee! So of course he cannot seriously compete with my royal self LOL!!!
OOOOOPS! I think I fell asleep!
A l m o s t….
WHAT’S THAT N O I S E coming from the hall? Must check it out…HMMMM….MOM has arrived home. With a shopping bag? Let me see, let me see……It is always so EXCITING when my MOM does some shopping!
It might be food, or it might be clothes or stuff like that! She always spreads the clothes on top of the bedspread to admire what she has just bought. And I always jump up and lie all over the things, just to try them out and give them THE OK! I call it “Quality control!
So let me see what we have here- it’s a box this time. Open, open, open, H U R R Y U P !
What on earth!!! I see something L E O P A R D Y …..And something glittery. TWO of the same. ……
Oh, a pair of shoes! A pair of feline slippers with glass stones on the toes. Leopard patterned. Purrr….PURR…purrrrr I like the feline touch.
But I need two more if I shall wear them on MY paws.
These humans never learn to count properly, do they? MOM- 4 paws I have, not 2!
Oh, so you bought them for yourself? Well see about that….
I think I will roll on top of them, decorate them with some of my fur so that they look more authentic. And give them my signature scent!
Noooooo, MOM!, I was just gonna help……. don’t take them away, please….. They are probably MAGIC and therefore they are purrfect for me – THE MAGICAL MYSTERY CAT………..
HERKULES IN Ballerinas
PS. I WANT to play with these ballerinas as payment for your messing around and writing a poem all over this page. As OFTEN as I want to!
YESSSSS- IT’S A DEAL!
Thanks, MOM! Watch ne SMILE as I have fun with MY Magical Slippers!
Since the laptop is free I am making the most of it and posting a little poem dedicated to
It is not a mushy slushy poem so you don’t need to throw up any hairballs in disgust when you read it! In fact it is quite witty!
I chose a photo of Michael wearing a cardigan which I know you’ll approve of since it’s the sort of thing you love to lie and cosy up to.
By Titania James
Michael Joseph Jackson!
Why did you have to go
And leave my world
So dull and dark and cold?
I want you back!
Was it because we put a pair of wings upon your back
And turned you into a superhuman fascination?
Was it the tabloids stretching you on the rack
Year in and year out of incessant character assassination?
Here I stand
I feel grand
I am the light of the world run away!
Yes, I want you back, Michael Joseph Jackson!
But you can forget about the stranger in the orange pants-
The tabloid junkie creation!
You can forget about the glittery gold pants-
sexy gyrations making dames swoon of all nations!
I want the MASTER and COMMANDER in the grey suit-
The director in control of his creation-
So cool-so smart -so human
A perfectionist at work, such a TRUE man!
I promise not to go bananas
Over a guy in red silk pyjamas!
I promise not to swoon
And slobber all over your chest like a demented loon!
Just accept a pair of magic slippers-
Some TLC from me to you-
A gift of LOVE from this Cinderella
To her goofy Rockin fella!
I KNOW that you secretly like Michael too, Herkules. I have caught you secretly smiling and nodding your head to a bit of Off the Wall!
So get those hips movin, Herkules.
And my butting in here, well, you can always BLAME IT ON THE BOOGIE!
However- here is a little something for you to amuse yourselves with.
I think I am gonna learn some of those moves. If a RABBIT can do it so can I!
And remember the SAVE button!
The housekeeper AKA our MOM took some photos of me the other evening- and that’s OK! As you all know by now I L O V E posing!
AND- if I may say so- I am atrue natural in front of the camera.
There are loads of great photos of me around the house, in gold frames, silver frames, funny frames, heartshaped diamond frames…..
Thanks for all the admiring noises, guys! I love compliments- makes me go all furry and purry…..
The problem is that this particular photo my MOM took when I was lying in bed, resting after a light snack. There I was drifting off to sleep and dreaming of chasing sweet little lady cats , making my moves and grooves, having a fabolous time.
ALL OF A SUDDEN!
I felt cramped! Someone was bunging me into a horrid beastly gold frame! I felt stuck, like that little girl Alice when she suddenly started growing down there in that tiny narrow rabbit hole. I opened first one eye and then the other, cautiously taking in my surroundings. I could hardly move! I was STUCK, I was trapped inside a stupid horrid NASTY gold frame!
I suddenly realized what it must be like to be hanging in an art gallery or a museum. Poor portraits, they are just hanging there waiting for someone to set them free, bring them down off the wall!
I started wrestling and clawing and miauuuwauuuuing- louder and LOUDER and LOUDER!
And then ALL OF A SUDDEN I felt a soft hand on my belly and scent of Dior in nostrils… An anxious voice whispered in my ear ” Herkules, baby, what is wrong? You should never have eaten those 5 shrimps, they are giving you bad dreams!”
OMG! It was just a DREAM, well a NIGHTMARE in fact. But nightmares don’t last forever and I simply rolled over and had a ginormous big streeetch – and realized I was free to rock and roll to my heart’s delight!
Thank you, MOM, I LOVE YOU AND I will NOT chase any other ladies. Not even in my dreams, promise, promise!!!
I have dispersed with those nasty shrimps. How horrid of them to give me a nightmare! I think I will stay away from them for a loooong while.
At least til next week!
Meanwhile- here is something nice for The Lady In MY Life- my MOM!