OssoB in an eyepatch, and c.i. snorting vodka.
Why does all that seem so normal?
Osso
Osso, lean down, dear, so I can sign your eye patch. "Osso Rocks!"
Who is next?
BBB
BBB, no, no, that would hurt! Oy! You can have the eyepatch retrofitted with rubies though...
Osso
Osso, Rubies for July? Me too.
BBB
Hey Eva, if Pacco and Maddie are coming, I'll bring Felix Noir. I assure you that my rather portly black cat can hold his own with dogs and even enjoys their company--if they aren't too hippity-hoppity-yappity-hyper.
He would love some pate and maybe some grungy water from the canal and the softest pillow in the palazzo, placed in such a way that he can be admired by all.
For the rest of us, I'll bring several bottles of excellent champagne; but please keep an eye on me so that I don't fall into the canal or start singing The Yellow Rose of Texas--I wouldn't want to embarrass Osso since she has already admitted that we are friends.
Really, Diane, I would think you would want to see the canal riding in a gondola, not splashing about in ze muck. I've not been in a gondola myself... hmmm, maybe we could set up a grande gondola giro d'italia..
Sounds grande!! I'll go change again.
Doggies and kitties are all welcome, as long as they don't fight. The palazzo has many rooms for them to explore.
You've never been in a gondola, Osso? No! Well then, we will have to arrange a flotilla of them for the party.
What about Fred?
What about Fred? We can't leave Fred the Parrot out of the fun. Would Osso look enticing lounging about with Fred on her shoulder? He could even be sure Osso's eye patch is always on straight.
BBB
Fred would look good with white cashmere, no? But I would think Dys would want his wee feet on his shoulder...
Fred is most welcome! You guys can fight over him there, if you like.
Oh Osso, Fred would look stunning on your shoulder, conversation sparkling as your rubies (a continuous rendition of, "Hi Fred, hi Fred, hi Fred).
Dys would be happy to share him, but I have to say that Dys looks more authentic as a pirate. Jo just doesn't have that piratical look. Her smile is too sweet and she doesn't have the squint from too much sun.
truth
I'd love to see that sweet smile.
You're right, Diane. I am only wearing the dreaded patch in the wee morning sleeping hours now.
Things are better today, although they start off iffy early morning. Less vision, cloudy (or steamy, as they say, indicator of continuing inflammation). But as the day has gone on, the conjunctival pain has almost disappeared and the vision improves a teense. Tap, tap, tap.
I didn't go to work today either. Did do some stuff by phone. Have settled down to go through a large swath of photos, at least to put them in categories. Cleaned the kitchen, which was left in a state of yuck back on Saturday night. Pacco is in dreamland, wafted from the kennel compound. Opera excerpts on the cdplayer. (I love dramatic work when I am feeling sort of dramatic.)
Did some laundry.
Listen, as the world ends, there will be cockroaches, and after them, laundry.
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truth
Roaches? Dried bay leaves in the back of your kitchen cupboards and drawers will do wonders.
I swear I didn't post that three times. Aaaack. Will go and delete.
I agree, bay leaves, I even have four laurus nobilis bay trees outside my kitchen window, but... this isn't a problem in north north california, in my house anyway. No bugs my lady, at all. In contrast to my house in Venice...
Given that you are in the southwest, you've got to change the bay leaves too, substituting some new ones from time to time... (full of advice I am, must be getting better.)
