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(20,453 posts)SoapBox
(18,791 posts)yellowdogintexas
(22,264 posts)rocktivity
(44,576 posts)blondie58
(2,570 posts)And it just goes to show that friends are friends, no matter what! 😼
yellowdogintexas
(22,264 posts)I also wonder how this all started. It is obvious they do this often and are pals.
maddiemom
(5,106 posts)maddiemom
(5,106 posts)Iwillnevergiveup
(9,298 posts)Gum must have his claws sheathed when he jumps up at Jebra. Also that they are pals because they were introduced to each other at a young age. Beautiful pair.
McCamy Taylor
(19,240 posts)mockingbird would get on the tree and they would talk, each making the same sound, sort of a "rrit!". The cat was one of those that would mimic speech. Never could figure out which was imitating the other.
I did not realize that owls come out during the day. I thought they were nocturnal.
burrowowl
(17,641 posts)MannyGoldstein
(34,589 posts)it was only a matter of time.
God only knows what's next.
(Hey jurrors: this post is , despite what the alerter claims.)
Triana
(22,666 posts)Wonder where the pea green boat is?
I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"
II
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-Tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
III
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Joe Chi Minh
(15,229 posts)Mr_Jefferson_24
(8,559 posts)How cool.
erronis
(15,303 posts)question everything
(47,486 posts)One would think the hunter instinct of the cat would be to grab the owl.
Thank you for posting.