… or until Google goes belly up.

Not much going on around here… the Big Guy’s biggest goldfish, Bait, died after living over nine long years.  The Big Guy, the Girl Who Feeds Me and the Girl With Catpan Duty had a little burial ceremony in the vacant lot across the street, which was a little weird.

Oh well…. time for a nap.

I have a brother who is grossly overweight. He obviously gets no exercise at all, laying about all day as if he had no responsibilities. I, on the other hand, am very active and helpful around the house; thus, my incredibly svelte figure and to-die-for muscle tone.

Here is a photo of me helping with the laundry. I also keep the top of the computer monitor dusted. Once daily, I move useless clutter– pens, paperclips, papers, etc.– from the Big Guy’s desk to the floor where it can be collected and removed. For some reason, he just puts it back on the desk. At least, I am doing my fair share to keep things in order.

Okay…. something weird just happened which will move this article into the category of `Funny Human Tricks`… the Girl Who Feeds Me just lifted my tail toward the Big Guy and said, in her `cat voice`: “Hey there, dude!”

I am sorry, but I fail to see the humor in making my rear end look like it’s talking but, hey, I am not a Human. I do not claim to understand them; I just keep them around for amusement.

The Fox News babe says, “Burris and the Democrat Senate leadership don’t want this to turn into a wild melee.” Another reporter called it “chaos and high drama!” But from what I could tell, it was the media that had turned the event into a spectacle.

Take away the reporters stumbling over each other and all you’ve got left is an old black man trying to get to the job.