Happy Wednesday & Open Thread Day

 Goobywobber.

            A newly minted term for a species of small feline mammal. I believe it makes reference to their predilection for complaining, about starvation mostly. There is also some emphasis on getting inside a person’s personal space.

So? It was all a dream then?

 

           

            “Willie! Do you remember when I was talking to a new cat, the other day? She said her name was Sleeky Sue? And, and she and a wolfdog guy and a folk singer were running an ice cream shop in Missouri? Do you remember?” said Suzy.
            “I don’t remember you saying anything about any of that, Suzy!” Willie looked baffled.   
            “Well, I remember it all distinctly. I also remember telling you about it!” said she. “And, then when I told you the best thing about Sleeky Sue, that she was free, you told me all about how that’s why you want to bust out of here!”
            “I do want to bust out of here, Suzy. But the rest of it is nuts!!”
            “But, Willie! If you don’t remember... what does it mean?” said Suzy, with ears, whiskers and tail on full alert.
            “It means, most likely, that you were asleep, sister dear. As they say in all the books, to get themselves out of a tight situation, it was all a dream!” said Willie.’
            “Oh,” said Suzy, recalculating. “But, it was a really good story, wasn’t it?”
            “Almost believable,” said Willie. “But sure! It was a heck of a yarn. You should work up some more dreams!”
            “It seemed so real,” said Suzy. Then she gazed out of the glass door, deep in thought. She was thinking about Purring up Toots...