even before it began. It was only a short time later that my 'followees' popped up again. Although Marge in Happenstance, one of our allies, has a good suggestion which the PM may act upon. If she can figure it out. Thanks to everyone who expressed concern.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Sir Spitfire Joins the Realm
After receiving word that outpost SanFran was ready for Knight Candidate Spitfire to be knighted, word was sent through UPS to La Diviana.
After preparation, she journeyed arduously to SanFran. She was welcomed warmly by Spitfire's aide, who provided her a private area to gather her thoughts.
At the appointed time, 22 minutes before sunset, La Diviana raised the sword and, in unfelinaric, summoned Spitfire to her.
Placing himself the appropriate 25 paces in front of her, he was also ready (though anxious) to demonstrate his mettle and worthiness for the position. Spitfire had learned a lot in recent weeks; that much was expected of a Knight; he must be able to brave a Forest of Legs in search of information needed by the Realm, he must be willing to temper his enthusiasm to test the accoutrements of his new position on hapless, yet helpful humans and, most of all, the Realm comes before any individual.
Being a feral kitty, Spitfire had been a 'loner' most of his life. He had not benefited from association with other felines in the past. But now, he had the Admiral, her twin Queen Miss Catt and the Princess in his life. Soon the Most Adorable Princess Coco would be part of this group. Sergeant Scruffy, SAS Ringo and General Boopsie Bear also provided support of a different sort, as did all the humans. Spitty realized how empty his life had been before, unaccountable to anyone.
He listened attentively to the re-telling of the Ancient Days, when humans and cats first joined together against the evil dogs. He realized how honorable the association between humans and cats had always been.
"Spitfire, are you ready to sacrifice play for the Realm and the Princess when needed?"
"I...I....I am."
"Spitfire, will you forgo bathing if needed while travelling for the Realm and the Princess?"
Spitty thought of how much he loved bathing. Then he thought of how much he loved having friends and family. No contest.
"I will."
"Spitfire, will you pledge undying loyalty to the Realm, to the Princess and to her successors?"
"I do."
"Note the sword, Spitfire. It cuts, yet it also shines. (At this point, the last rays of the sun lit the blade, causing a blaze in the room.) It shines through the past to test the heart of felines everywhere. Please approach for the final test."
Spitty advanced 20 paces, as his instructions had directed. La Diviana, a beautiful member of her species, with thick, luxuriant black head furs, lowered the tip of the sword to his forehead. The sword flashed a rosy red. Spitty realized this had been the last test; if his heart had not been true and worthy, the sword would not have maintained its illumination.
"By the laws of the Realm, and in proxy for HRH The PRincess Treasure I pronounce you Sir Spitfire, Knight of the Realm of Capitol Drive. May you serve with honor and distinction all the days of your life." She raised the sword and, beckoning Spitfire approach, placed the plumed hat on his head. She presented him with the cape and mask and he donned them. She then turned again, found another package in her bag and laid it in front of him. He opened it and found a special surprise from the Princess; a silver-embroidered, red leather belt in which to carry his sword on duty.
Knight Spitfire knew his days as a loner were over. He had found his heart's home. He knew his outpost would be as faithful as any other embassy of Capitol Drive.
After preparation, she journeyed arduously to SanFran. She was welcomed warmly by Spitfire's aide, who provided her a private area to gather her thoughts.
At the appointed time, 22 minutes before sunset, La Diviana raised the sword and, in unfelinaric, summoned Spitfire to her.
Placing himself the appropriate 25 paces in front of her, he was also ready (though anxious) to demonstrate his mettle and worthiness for the position. Spitfire had learned a lot in recent weeks; that much was expected of a Knight; he must be able to brave a Forest of Legs in search of information needed by the Realm, he must be willing to temper his enthusiasm to test the accoutrements of his new position on hapless, yet helpful humans and, most of all, the Realm comes before any individual.
Being a feral kitty, Spitfire had been a 'loner' most of his life. He had not benefited from association with other felines in the past. But now, he had the Admiral, her twin Queen Miss Catt and the Princess in his life. Soon the Most Adorable Princess Coco would be part of this group. Sergeant Scruffy, SAS Ringo and General Boopsie Bear also provided support of a different sort, as did all the humans. Spitty realized how empty his life had been before, unaccountable to anyone.
He listened attentively to the re-telling of the Ancient Days, when humans and cats first joined together against the evil dogs. He realized how honorable the association between humans and cats had always been.
"Spitfire, are you ready to sacrifice play for the Realm and the Princess when needed?"
"I...I....I am."
"Spitfire, will you forgo bathing if needed while travelling for the Realm and the Princess?"
Spitty thought of how much he loved bathing. Then he thought of how much he loved having friends and family. No contest.
"I will."
"Spitfire, will you pledge undying loyalty to the Realm, to the Princess and to her successors?"
"I do."
"Note the sword, Spitfire. It cuts, yet it also shines. (At this point, the last rays of the sun lit the blade, causing a blaze in the room.) It shines through the past to test the heart of felines everywhere. Please approach for the final test."
Spitty advanced 20 paces, as his instructions had directed. La Diviana, a beautiful member of her species, with thick, luxuriant black head furs, lowered the tip of the sword to his forehead. The sword flashed a rosy red. Spitty realized this had been the last test; if his heart had not been true and worthy, the sword would not have maintained its illumination.
"By the laws of the Realm, and in proxy for HRH The PRincess Treasure I pronounce you Sir Spitfire, Knight of the Realm of Capitol Drive. May you serve with honor and distinction all the days of your life." She raised the sword and, beckoning Spitfire approach, placed the plumed hat on his head. She presented him with the cape and mask and he donned them. She then turned again, found another package in her bag and laid it in front of him. He opened it and found a special surprise from the Princess; a silver-embroidered, red leather belt in which to carry his sword on duty.
Knight Spitfire knew his days as a loner were over. He had found his heart's home. He knew his outpost would be as faithful as any other embassy of Capitol Drive.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
PM and I are upset!
The PM has just informed me that all the blogs we have been following have been wiped out of our 'following' list. How will I keep informed about all the loveable creatures I've found here?
*sigh*
*sigh*
Sunday, January 16, 2011
knighting
We have been waiting to hear Candidate Knight Spitfire's corrective plan to avoid unauthorized human bloodshet and a piece of state secret received while enduring the Forest of Legs.
At long last, we have received the intelligence from Spitfire; he notes that he was abashed when he realized that humans are not to be practiced on. He also states he will only use the sword when authorized by Ringo and/or Sargeant Scruffy.
We are satisfied with this and have decided to allow Spitfire to keep his sword as long as there are no more problems. We also want to let him know that he can practice on nefarious dogs at any time he wishes.
One reason for the delay in knighting Spitfire was that the UPS messaging system was down; information needed to be transmitted by Buddy Bunny and his network of those who have abandoned any sense of civility or patience with those who ally with dogs. Since Buddy Bunny's network is land based rather than air based (like Upwind Perigrine Sails), it is logical there was a delay in receiving word from Spitfire.
In a most startling piece of information, Spitfire informs us that a *dog park* is to be set up on the eastern border of San Fran. Since we learned the dangers of dog gatherings eons ago, we are most startled to hear this news. We believe that dogs should be kept in kennels or leashes at all times, if they are to be allowed to survive at all. The Security Council will be pondering this in the days ahead.
Due to the urgency implied in this information, we hereby request of La Diviana that she knight Spitfire this evening so that he can begin gathering information on a regular basis. He has proved his abilities and good faith with the Princess,
At long last, we have received the intelligence from Spitfire; he notes that he was abashed when he realized that humans are not to be practiced on. He also states he will only use the sword when authorized by Ringo and/or Sargeant Scruffy.
We are satisfied with this and have decided to allow Spitfire to keep his sword as long as there are no more problems. We also want to let him know that he can practice on nefarious dogs at any time he wishes.
One reason for the delay in knighting Spitfire was that the UPS messaging system was down; information needed to be transmitted by Buddy Bunny and his network of those who have abandoned any sense of civility or patience with those who ally with dogs. Since Buddy Bunny's network is land based rather than air based (like Upwind Perigrine Sails), it is logical there was a delay in receiving word from Spitfire.
In a most startling piece of information, Spitfire informs us that a *dog park* is to be set up on the eastern border of San Fran. Since we learned the dangers of dog gatherings eons ago, we are most startled to hear this news. We believe that dogs should be kept in kennels or leashes at all times, if they are to be allowed to survive at all. The Security Council will be pondering this in the days ahead.
Due to the urgency implied in this information, we hereby request of La Diviana that she knight Spitfire this evening so that he can begin gathering information on a regular basis. He has proved his abilities and good faith with the Princess,
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Communication from SAS Ringo to Candidate Knight Spitfire
Dear Spitfire:
As your initiation into knighthood is scheduled for tomorrow, I wanted to review your training and accomplishments to date.
You have exhibited various displays of cunning from the beginning of our acquaintance. Pole dancing demonstrates your ability to climb and twist as needed to escape our enemies. You demonstrated good backkicking skills with the bunny angel. Your attacks on your octopus ball demonstrate the ferociousness of your instincts.
Additionally, you have survived the Forest of Legs, the absence of your human and a visit from two younger feline.
All of this demonstrates your ability to exhibit the character trait and skills necessary to becoming a knight.
However, we are dismayed at your comment that humans bleed easily. Practicing on your human goes against our code of chivalry in which we protect those weak among us (as long as they are not dogs or rodents), Such a lapse in judgment causes us concern. We are hoping it was a lapse in judgement on seeing the beautiful accoutrement sent to you for your training and initiation.
Please report how you plan to curb such instincts in the future and submit one piece of information gathered while surviving the Forest of Legs as your final exam.
Regards,
Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo
As your initiation into knighthood is scheduled for tomorrow, I wanted to review your training and accomplishments to date.
You have exhibited various displays of cunning from the beginning of our acquaintance. Pole dancing demonstrates your ability to climb and twist as needed to escape our enemies. You demonstrated good backkicking skills with the bunny angel. Your attacks on your octopus ball demonstrate the ferociousness of your instincts.
Additionally, you have survived the Forest of Legs, the absence of your human and a visit from two younger feline.
All of this demonstrates your ability to exhibit the character trait and skills necessary to becoming a knight.
However, we are dismayed at your comment that humans bleed easily. Practicing on your human goes against our code of chivalry in which we protect those weak among us (as long as they are not dogs or rodents), Such a lapse in judgment causes us concern. We are hoping it was a lapse in judgement on seeing the beautiful accoutrement sent to you for your training and initiation.
Please report how you plan to curb such instincts in the future and submit one piece of information gathered while surviving the Forest of Legs as your final exam.
Regards,
Sir Ambassador Scout Ringo
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