Welcome to Our Nightly Nicki!
So this morning I was thinking, "hey, I could have a daily feature and call it Our Daily Nicki and post pictures of Nicki because certainly there's a demand for THAT" and it was a full three minutes before I realized why "Our Daily Nicki" sounded so familiar.
I tackled that problem head on and decided to make it "Our Nightly Nicki" which is as different from DAILY Nicki as night and day.
And maybe I'll even make it Fortnightly Nicki, assuming that I can figure out what that means. Is that every two weeks? Or maybe I can make it Seven Score Nicki. Let me know. But I have to admit that I'm heavily leaning towards Whenever The Hell I Remember It Nicki. Catchy, no?
Oh yea--I know that the date on this post is three years off. I know it's not 2006, so no need to scream through your computer screen for me to sell all my stock now, cash out the 401K and make a call to Madoff asking for my money back. I'm just having some technical difficulties, but I think that help is on the way.
Labels: Nightly Nicki
posted by Marinka at
5:24 PM
10 Comments:
It's nice to finally put a face to all the crazy cat entries on this blog!
I just want to know how she let you get so close up- that is trust!
You can also refer to your children's ages in weeks. um, that sounds familiar too though?
2006? No wonder I look so thin.
Loving the Nicki - One very contented looking Kitty!
Jesus - this is your first pet right??
You are like a mother with her first child.
Belle--Nicki is not my first pet, but she's my first pet since I started blogging, so she's getting the full star treatment. You're lucky that I'm not blogging about her litter box habits. Hey, a new feature! "Notes from the LitterBox"
aw. she LOOKS so sweet. but i've heard the rumors.
One of my FOUR cats has that exact same face. I suspect it is just a breed similarity but still, very cool and adorable of course.
I realize that cats sometimes appear to be less connected to their owners than their counter part dogs. But over the last 13 years my kitty has provided me with a love and dedication I would challenge and dog owner with. Last week my kitty was diagnosed with terminal cancer. The vet said she probable had one or two months. I spent the weekend with her and realized that she relied on me to make the right decision for her now. On Monday we said our good-bys. At the vet’s office, as my kitty closed her eyes for the last time, I think she actually knew it was going to be ok and she left me with a feeling that I earned her trust to make the right decisions for her. Love your kitty every day, for someday you will need to make the last right decision for her.
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