Aww…A story telling Monday’s Mewsic Moves Me Spark

Hi (Furry)furriends💗

I’m helping Grandpaw today…

I wasn’t so kind to him the other day…

because Granny didn’t gave me the food that I wanted

the right food

and I still can’t get out because of Dennis the Storm

to check on my addiction to nip…

I…well…

I accidentally gave him a few hisses

AND a pats

when he tried to pity me…

not that I’m moody or so…

and it has nothing to do with my age…

it was just to make clear what I wanted

and he didn’t understood it at all…

Granny did…

and I got new food… later…after a speech…🙄

and I had to help Grandpaw

as a sorry-kind-of-commitment…

I can live with that…

so while I was helping him

I also was listening to some mewsic…

and that suited me admirably

because of this week’s Theme of the

blog hop

“Songs that tell a story”

I think they all tell a story

some clear and some not so clear…

and the songs that I was listening

made a clear story…at least to me…

they’re all sad songs

so don’t forget your wipies…

Steve Warrinar – Holes in the floor (1998)

Don McLean – Vincent (1971)

Hurricane – Bob Dylan (1976)

Belfast Child – Simple Minds (1989)

Bruce Springsteen – The River (1980)

Boomtown Rats I don’t like Monday’s (1979)

Elvis Presley – In the Ghetto (1969)

Ed Sheeran – The A-team (2011)

If you want to know the stories behind the songs

please ask Wikipedia f.e….

they explain it far more better than me…

There are so many more

stories in mewsic…

but these were the ones that came up

when we saw the Theme…

I don’t know if I can add one more…

just for a little cheer up…

The Kinks – Lola (1970)

…of course I can…MOL…

Every story is in us…

and we all have our own stories to tell…

but we have to create our own story

as we are the only ones who can…

🎵🎶👯‍♂️Happy Monday everyone👯‍♂️🎶🎵

– P A W K I S S E S –

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Not a Wordless Wednesday at all

Hi (Furry)furriends ❤

I”m not coming

out of the stairs cupboard…

and I am not

going outside….

…today…

not in a zillion years…

…never…ever…

I don’t know…

what has happened in the garden…

but one second

I was in the garden…

and the next second

I was at the vet’s…

Now let me tell you

what has happened…

…not that we really know…

but this is how it went…

Granny had installed herself

to answer…

…finally…

on your bloggies…

…because she is very busy

…lately…

with all HER kinds of stuff…

*rolls eyes*

and I was out…

in the garden

like usually…

when the weather is fine

in the evenings…

*mumbles*

and when it is still light

…outside…

…we all had just eaten

so there was plenty of time

left in the evening

to enjoy

…what we had planned…

but just when Granny started

to reply on the first blog…

I looked at her

through the window

and Granny saw immediately

that there was something

…VERY WRONG…

…my eyes were blinking

and I couldn’t see anything…

and then I started to drool…

…lots of drooling…

and Granny called Grandpaw

that he had to call the Vet

…immediately…

and came after me…

asking me what had happened…

but I run away from her…

went inside…

and run up and down

on the stairs

…like crazy…

…but she was able to catch me

when I took a little rest…

and then she hugged me

and comforted me…

telling me that everything

will be allright…

and that I don’t had to worry…

I guess she was more worried

than I was…

I hissed at her…

and growled…

but she knew that it hurt

whatever it was…

Then she had to put me in the

carrier…

but I resisted

and run away upstairs…

and laid down myself

under the couch…

I was exhausted…

but Granny couldn’t catch me…

I didn’t want to go in that

carrier…

the last time I was in there

we drove almost 200 miles

to our new home…

…What if they had decided

to move again…

…I think I digress…

Anyway…

…When they finally caught me

and put me in the carrier

…my eyes weren’t small

and didn’t blink

…anymore…

but I got a good check up…

at the Vet’s…

and the Vet thought

that I had been fighting

because my third eyelid was torn…

but that wasn’t it…

there are no cats…

nor birds in our garden…

only that cow kitten

…once…

but not yesterday…

Granny thinks that I was

…chazing…

that big Mr Bee…

…or he was chazing me…

and I didn’t watch out

for the branches

…or thorns…

of the little trees…

…in the moment of the reflex…

Whatever it was

I wasn’t beaten

…by anything…

…Thank CowKittiness…

…So

…all’s well that ends well…

…besides that

“no eating after we were home

until the next morning…

….just in case….”

*By the way*

Any idea what my weight is?

I know now…

The Vet knows…

and You…

want to make a guess?

…I have lost some pounds…

!honestly!

Nope…

I don’t have pictures

to prove

…anything…

also not of my car drive…

nor of my soundtracks

…in the car…

I only held Granny’s paw hand

…during the drive…

…and when we were home

I gave lots of headrubs

to Granny and Grandpaw…

and sat on Granny’s lap

for some minutes…

and then I run to my bowl

…to eat…

…No…

I don’t go outside…

…not today!

– P A W K I S S E S –

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