I’m still stuck on, “the impending death of my desktop bamboo shoot “. That lovely vertical staff of living greenness of a very recent post—almost dead?!! Be still my greenthumb heart *sob*

See, what did I say? Once a plant killer, ALWAYS a plant killer. You didn’t want to believe me but I know of what I speak. Granted, I never really know of what I speak so I can’t really blame you for not believing me that one time, but I was right! Ergo, I win! Know why? Because I’m awesome.

But don’t worry: That you killed my gift doesn’t mean I don’t still ♥ you madly. Well, okay. Maybe just a teensy bit less but I’ll get over it. I think. We’ll see.

All I want to know is: how did you manage to post twice in a row at precisely 06:11 AM? That’s hot.

Cat stories! I used to have a cat. One year we bought a woodburnig stove for our home. It sat in its spot in the living room all summer. The cat had adopted it as a cool place to lay, it was her perch and no one could take it away. Fast forward to the first cold day of fall. I fill the stove with wood and get a good fire going. Ah the glorious warmth of the wood stove.
Out of the corner of my eye I see my kitty approaching. She is making a bee line to her favorite perch. I no more get the word NO out when she lands on top of the stove. While what happened next was probably not funny to the cat I myself had a very hard time stopping the laughter. I have never sen anything move so quickly in my life and doubt that I ever will again.
Needless to say, she never perched her cats quarters on top of that stove again, even in the summer!

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