Friday Night Lament: Fuzzball 26 Thanksgiving approaches and the nanny interviews begin... by Fuzzball All I wanted, kits and kittens, was a comfortable life. Food on demand, treats 'round the clock, primping and hair brushing 3 times a day, naps in warm, sunny places, total slavish devotion from all whom I survey from my red velvet pillow with the golden tassels... that's all I wanted. But, as old wives often say, "be careful what you wish for"! Since Mom is always distracted reading her books from Changeling Press, I decided to advertise for a nanny. But before I could see this idea to its conclusion, Mom found out about it and actually LIKED the thought. So now I sit here, hiding behind the curtain, watching Mom get ready to interview nannies for Papa, Razzi, and yours truly, the Fuzz!

UGH! Too old! Too young! Has a dog. Wears strong perfume. Doesn't believe in canned food? (blasphemy!) Asking about our SHOTS? Wants to know about our "educational foundation"??? I'll give you "educational foundation", lady! Here's some of our favorite haiku that Papa, Razzi, and I have collected:

My brain: walnut sized.
Yours: largest among primates.
Yet, who leaves for work?

Tiny can, dumped in
Plastic bowl. Presentation,
One star; service, none.

Oh no! Big One
has been trapped by newspaper!
Cat to the rescue!

Your mouth is moving,
Up and down, emitting noise.
I've lost interest.

The dog wags his tail,
Seeking approval. See mine?
Different message.

Cats can't steal the breath
Of children. But if my tail's
Pulled again, I'll learn.

So you call this thing
Your "cat carrier." I call
These my "blades of death."

Toy mice, dancing yarn,
Meowing sounds. I'm convinced
You're an idiot.

Terrible battle.
I fought for hours. Come and see!
What's a 'term paper'?

The rule for today:
Touch my tail, I shred your hand.
New rule tomorrow.

So there, Ms. Nanny Wanna-Be! The Fuzzball is full of culture. (what's that, Papa and Razzi? Full of something else? HEY! Watch it!)

Fuzzball is full of Thanks and Gratitude for the people who allow him to vent, emote, and babble. It's really a nice feeling, and saves a lot on the therapy bills…

Thanksgiving is here
Family feasting football and friends
Christmas shopping comes.