Lucky

Pistachio listens to the same radio station all the time while her family is away and I think we've danced to this song probably 4 times this week (even though I wasn't going at precisely the same time each day!) Though the lyrics don't fit perfectly, I do feel pretty lucky every time I get to hang out with her.

Ooh, Darlin' I Was Blind To Let You Go

Trying to live without your love is one long sleepless night.

Yo, Bro, It's Pistachio [Heh - you try rhyming with Pistachio!]

Pistachio to Me: "See, now, if you would just quit singing, our little dancing arrangement here would be quite nice."


"Ahhhh, that's better."


My view as she lay on top of my belly with her arms outstretched towards my face.

Purrfection Purrsonified

Pistachio

Pistachio is a great talker...


and an even better cuddler! (Those are my camo cargo shorts in the background - she got very comfy in my lap!)




This is Pistachio's semi-feral suitor (henceforth referred to as Casanova) that hangs out on the front porch and sings to her.


I can't say I blame Casanova, though. I'm in love with Pistachio already myself!!!