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Brunhilda here.
About once a week, the Great White Tickle Monster comes to TORMENT and TORTURE us.
"Where is Miss Keetha!? Why doesn't she STOP that monster?" you might well be asking.
Well - - - shocking as I KNOW this will be to all of you bloggy fans who THINK Miss Keetha is "all it" I gotta tell you she isn't all you think she is. You can BARELY see it, but that is HER HAND holding the Great White Tickle Monster.
What's that you say? You think she is trying to STOP the monster, to hold him back???
Aux contraire, she is pushing him right onto us!!!
That big fluffy monster tickles us ALL OVER - - - on our heads, our paws, our backs, and our bellies!!! It is like Chinese water torture I tell ya!
I'm claustrophobic - - - every time it happens I think I'm gonna jump right out of my FUR!
Borris is VERY ticklish. He growls, squirms, and tries EVERYTHING to get away, but Miss Keetha holds him like he's in a VICE and just lets that Tickle Monster persecute him!!!!
Most of the time we LIKE living here at 101 S. Kitchen Table Way - - - but if THIS doesn't stop, we may be forced to pack our bags, wait for our best chance, and RUN AWAY!!!
HELP!!! You are our last hope.
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Borris here.
The Headless Wonders have arrived at 101 S. Kitchen Table Way. We KNOW they are the Wonders because they've got W's on their chests!
But, I'm getting a little aHEAD of the story - - -
Miss Keetha and Fisherhubby took a get-away weekend and left Hildy, Freddie, and me home alone.
We THOUGHT about really "cutting a rug" around here - - - but then thought better of it when we realized if Miss Keetha came home to a big mess she may well lock us in the microwave or someplace even WORSE the next time she leaves us behind!
We DO wish she'd ALWAYS take us with her when she travels, but she is very stubborn and won't be convinced to take us if she doesn't want to.
Well, when she got home she proceeded to move Freddie Finzsaltandpepper into slightly new quarters and moved the Wonders into his former abode.
Well, you know Brunhilda!! She wasn't going to be satisfied until she knew ALL about the new neighbors, so she rushed right over to introduce herself and ask them who they were.
They didn't say nothin'.
So, Hildy talked louder - - - "HELLO! I'M HILDY, WHO ARE YOU!?!"
They still didn't say nothin'.
"WHAT'S THE MATTER," she shouted, "YOU GOT THE BIG HEAD OR SOMETHING? THINK YOU'RE TOO GOOD TO TALK TO US???"
They still didn't say nothin'.
I thought I'd better step in and see if I could calm Hildy and get a little sense out of the Wonders.
"Hello," I said, "I'm Borris - - - your new neighbor. We sure are glad to have you move in. Hope you'll like it here. If you wouldn't mind, we'd sure like to know your names."
They still didn't say nothin'.
"Well, my goodness, Hildy," I said. "Perhaps they don't understand Bearlish."
They still didnt' say nothin'.
About that time, Freddie came swimming over.
"Excuse me, Borris," he said. "Let me give it a try - - - perhaps they'll understand my Bass."
And with that, he commenced to try to communicate with the Wonders.
Evidently they don't understand Bass any better than they do Bearlish because - - -
They STILL didn't say nothin'!!
"Well," said Hildy. "They don't appear to have any HEADS! I guess without HEADS they don't have ears so they can't hear us."
"You've got a point!" said Freddie. "And look - - - with no heads they don't have any mouths either so maybe that's why they won't answer us."
"Hummmph," I growled. "I guess they must be the Headless Wonders!!!"
And that is exactly what we are calling them.
I can tell you ONE thing for sure and certain - - - they are VERY quiet neighbors.
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After our last couple of posts where we ran about Miss Keetha's house snapping pictures behind her back, Miss Angie asked us if we have ever had a close squeak where Miss Keetha nearly caught us.
You see, THIS is where Miss Keetha thinks we live, 101 S. Kitchen Table Way. She thinks we stay here with our neighbor, Freddie Finzsaltandpepper and never go anywhere without her express knowledge and assistance.
Ho-Hum how boring!
No - - - we have adventures. We go on reconnaissance missions! Our life is one of thrills and chills.
Miss Keetha is none the wiser.
How is this so? You may well ask.
You see, Miss Keetha is the Queen of One-Track-Mindedness. Her children learned this at very early ages and you should HEAR the things they got away with when Miss Keetha's little mind was occupied elsewhere.
No dummy bears we, we have learned to take FULL advantage of this. We get out and about and explore EVERY time she is occupied with her blog, or reading, or TV, or just ANYTHING that catches her fancy.
On those rare occasions when she becomes conscious of her surroundings and we are elsewhere than 101 S. Kitchen Table Way, we take advantage of one of THREE tried and true concealment methods.
METHOD ONE: BLEND
Wherever we are, we simply blend into the surroundings.
One would THINK Miss Keetha would NOTICE us on her computer desk while she is blogging - - - - but you forget, she is the QUEEN of One-Track-Mindedness.
As long as she doesn't sit on THIS couch and lean back on THIS pillow - - - we are safe.
She has never yet noticed two little black bears blending in with her graduating class of 2010.
Blelnding in with family portraits. Hey - - - WE'RE family too ya know!
Cream? Sugar? Bearsaltandpeppers anyone???
Help yourself to a nice cuppa - - -
Button, button, who's got the button???
Gingerbread Coffee-mate? E-V-O-O? Black bear???
You KNOW we always enjoy bowling!!!
It isn't just the grans who enjoy the toys!
"Hike one, hike two, hike three!!!!"
What? You don't think THIS is a safe hiding place? You think she'll see us when she works on her puzzle??? You forget - - - Queen of One-Track-Mindedness!
METHOD TWO: WE GET BY WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM OUR FRIENDS
In our adventures in and around and about Miss Keetha's home, we have made friends. These innocent looking friends are often invaluable!
Miss Makena, who joined our happy little "Miss Keetha Circus" all the way from Finland just about a year ago now.
We may not actually BE Savannah critters, but we can PRETEND, can't we??? All we had to do to get the help of the Africans was to promise to take them on some of our adventures.
Can't you just HEAR us singing "God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman" in the little Lutheran village???
Bucky, Edgerrin, and Joseph always keep our secrets. We steer clear of the snapping jaws of Mr. Alligator! He's a Florida fan - - - what do you expect?
Terd Furgeson is ALWAYS most helpful - - - and he's cushy and warm besides.
METHOD THREE: OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND.
This is our FAVORITE method as we're totally invisible - - - you probably won't even SEE us in THESE pictures.
Laundry basket
Bowflex. Do you think Miss Keetha has ever even LOOKED at a piece of exercise equipment??? If you said "yes," guess again!
China cabinet
Behind Fisherhubby's fishing shows. Miss Keetha NEVER watches those.
Head first into teapots. Totally invisible.
The End!
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About once a week, the Great White Tickle Monster comes to TORMENT and TORTURE us.
That big fluffy monster tickles us ALL OVER - - - on our heads, our paws, our backs, and our bellies!!! It is like Chinese water torture I tell ya!
Borris is VERY ticklish. He growls, squirms, and tries EVERYTHING to get away, but Miss Keetha holds him like he's in a VICE and just lets that Tickle Monster persecute him!!!!
