Romania was cold and icy. I don't even like looking out the window! It looks scary and cold. No wonder they made up stories about scary people with fangs to scare the children and keep them inside so that they wouldn't freeze to death!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Here I am in Iceland. Apparently, their entire economy was based on banking- sounds good until the global economy blows up in your litter box! I guess they turned off the lights to save some money... and went back to their traditional industry: FISHING. YUM! There are no penguins in Iceland- but they do have these cool birds with fruitloop looking beaks called puffins. I want the eat all of them but that wouldn't be showing cultural sensitivity.
So, here I am in Virginia. They say "Virginia is for Lovers." I hope that it means Virginia is for travel kitty lovers...
The North East is very welcoming, they welcomed me here too! I think the bird on the sign looks tasty! Maybe, if I am lucky I will get to eat one! I would like to "welcome" the Virginia State Bird to my tummy.
There! Look! One of those birds! Be very very quiet... Unfortunately the bird got away. I'm told these birds are called cardinals. I think they should be called tasty.
The other thing you'll figure out quick when you travel with Roy is that he knows where to get good eats!
First things first, gotta go to Bourbon Street. I got some beads- and I'm ready to throw 'em!
Apparently daylight isn't the time to throw beads, so we headed to Aunt Sally's Original Creole Praline Shop- and got some CANDY! This is the nice lady who works here, she has a friendly smile and agreed to hold me even though I'm obviously WILD!
Then it was off to Cafe du Monde where I drank coffee and ate a beignet! I had to fight Roy for these, he didn't think a little cat needed so many sweets. I showed him by eating everything in sight and chugging coffee...Then he showed me... back into the car!
Is this Cinderella's Castle? Heck NO! This place has real history that makes my little choo choo striped tail stand on end! Here I am in Jackson Square, in front of Saint Louis Cathedral in New Orleans.
I was a little scared at first, but Roy assured me that it was okay to sit on the Eagle statues.
Then, out of nowhere, another eagle grabbed me with his beak!
The eagle was very hungry! If only there was a way to escape the clutches of this beast!
Then, silently another Eagle swooped in and carried me away, this time to her nest where she tried to feed me to her babies!
Here I am in the North East USA! The whole place looks exactly like this!
Entering Rhode Island... it is the smallest state in the union. That means they can't even put the "Welcome to Rhode Island The Ocean State" sign inside of Rhode Island, they had to put the sign in it's neighbor state. I was surprised to see that there were three people who lived here. I know, hard to believe, I swear it is true.
Entering Connecticut! They welcomed me!
This dog is hella-cool! He must be a pointer because he didn't even flinch when I climbed onto his foot!
After drinking at the Thirsty Camel, Kat shoved me into a box and stuck me in the mail all the way from the Middle East to my pal Roy's house! He wasn't home when I arrived so I took a nap on the bench.
One of the things I forgot about, was that on occasion when out in the wild one may run into the local wildlife. In my case it was a BEAR! At first I was scared by his unnatural blue fur, but then realized that the bear was Roy's travel pal. I really dig his bow-tie and sweet tattoo! The friendly bear offered me his bow-tie, but I declined as I think it looks better on him.
Roy took me to visit his niece and nephew. They were really nice kids. Left: niece, Right: nephew
And just to prove we're traveling here I am in Massachusetts! Evidently, somebody leaked my itinerary to the Kennedys and ol' Ted had the welcome signs covered up with green painted sheet steel. They did not want me to know what their state bird is on account of my ferocious appetite, hunting prowess, and perhaps the bird is nearing extinction or something! HA! I know the state bird is the black-capped chickadee, and I know they taste great! I ate the last known breeding pair in North America. That's how I roll bbs.
(note from handler: Cleophus actually ate a rejected chicken wing with craft feathers. I told him that he caused the extinction of a species because he is a pain and runs off into the woods after birds. As an aside, domestic cats are not a natural part of the food chain and decimate native bird populations. Domestic travel kitties are even worse... so tragic)