LambiePieK has a rather more elaborate method for marking her territory with grooming / beauty supplies. 😉
Sven and Mrs. Sven --
Having met Troll Cat on more than one occasion, I recall him as a friendly, confident boy very much at ease with guests because he knew he was safe and loved. I am certain he had a happy life in your home; again, our condolences.
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa and Sven!
Coffee! That’s what I need! Yep! Coffee! Moar coffee! Did I say “moar”? I can’t have moar, ‘cuz I haven’t had any! That must mean it’s time to make some coffee!
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Rabbit
10 years ago
Greetings, all.
Sven,
I just read yesterday’s tread and am sorry that I didn’t read it sooner. I hope that you and the Mrs. can feel some peace soon over TrollCat Rudy’s passing. Sounds like he gave as much as he got in love. I hope the hurt you feel now gets easier. In the meantime, it’s a MEANtime.
BW & I went to The Waffle House for breakfast. As I pulled up, two fat guys were walking out. They looked to be maybe father/son or boss/minion. Business dressed, but not suits. Once inside, I heard our waitress telling another one,” Can you believe it? They are getting into an Audi and they gave me $2.14!” I looked out the window & sure enough, it was the two guys. The other waitress kinda shushed her about talking where other customers could hear her. But our waitress was ticked & sent another waitress to go and “lookup how much it should have been.” Ha! I mean really-Waffle House waitresses are probably at the lowest end of the tipped universe because the prices are so low.
At least my ears weren’t burning after we left, but I would have looooved to hear what she said about us! (I tipped 1/3 of our bill) Ha!
G’day, Wheelizens!
LambiePieK has a rather more elaborate method for marking her territory with grooming / beauty supplies. 😉
Sven and Mrs. Sven --
Having met Troll Cat on more than one occasion, I recall him as a friendly, confident boy very much at ease with guests because he knew he was safe and loved. I am certain he had a happy life in your home; again, our condolences.
Hi Fatwa
I really feel awful this morning. And I feel awful for feeling awful.
Oh well, off to work at the bestest place ever.
Good day, friends.
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa and Sven!
Coffee! That’s what I need! Yep! Coffee! Moar coffee! Did I say “moar”? I can’t have moar, ‘cuz I haven’t had any! That must mean it’s time to make some coffee!
Greetings, all.
Sven,
I just read yesterday’s tread and am sorry that I didn’t read it sooner. I hope that you and the Mrs. can feel some peace soon over TrollCat Rudy’s passing. Sounds like he gave as much as he got in love. I hope the hurt you feel now gets easier. In the meantime, it’s a MEANtime.
BW & I went to The Waffle House for breakfast. As I pulled up, two fat guys were walking out. They looked to be maybe father/son or boss/minion. Business dressed, but not suits. Once inside, I heard our waitress telling another one,” Can you believe it? They are getting into an Audi and they gave me $2.14!” I looked out the window & sure enough, it was the two guys. The other waitress kinda shushed her about talking where other customers could hear her. But our waitress was ticked & sent another waitress to go and “lookup how much it should have been.” Ha! I mean really-Waffle House waitresses are probably at the lowest end of the tipped universe because the prices are so low.
At least my ears weren’t burning after we left, but I would have looooved to hear what she said about us! (I tipped 1/3 of our bill) Ha!
see ya later
(POO-f)