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contest stuff
Friday, 07/29/2005 - 04:04 PM PDT
Listening to Rod Stewart - Mandolin Wind
The topic: Contest!


Okay, here's the latest 100 word story contest picture:

Same rules as usual:

Once again, the prize is a set of notecards from my store. Printed on heavy faux linen paper, a dozen cards, thirteen envelopes all wrapped up in a nice little box with a see through lid on it and tied with a bow.

I'll be choosing a winner on Monday, August 15th.

Have fun!

mona

Replies: 8 comments


I am woman, hear me roar...

Wow! Who knew what a new haircut could do? That beyotch next door didn't recognize me. She was skeerd! She won't be slapping me again! I can walk the yard, climb any tree! R-o-o-a-a-a-r-r! Run, you wussies! I survey my queendom!

"Kinkaju, here kitty! Time for treats and snuggling!"

Aw, shoot! Quiet Ma, they'll hear you! What...? What are those stupid cats doing over there? Looks as if they're snickering. Darn! Now they know it's me!

Oh, well. A moment of glory is better than none at all.

I am woman, hear me squeak...

Posted by Pawline @ 07/31/2005 08:15 AM PDT


LV, don't enter me in the contest! I already shared a win and just wanted to do it for fun. So this one is just for everyone to read and enjoy (or not lol!).

Born of a race of magnificant things
Of deserts, great temples, and kings.

I'm tired of being a kitty
Ferocious and brimming with fur
The cause of unspeakable terror
When anyone mentions I purr.
I'm bored with my bad reputation
For being a miserable brute
And being routinely expected
to brazenly pillage and loot.

I wish that I wasn't repulsive
Dispicable, ruthless, and fierce,
With claws designed to dismember
And fangs finely fashioned to pierce.
I've lost my desire for doing
the deeds any kitty should do.
But since I can't alter my nature
I guess I'll just terrify you!

Posted by Wilkal @ 07/31/2005 12:08 PM PDT


My name is Simba and I didn't always look this way. People used to admire me and say that I was a very handsome boy. Now it is different.

It started with the Brat. I try to make myself scarce when the Brat comes over. I'm pretty easy going but I draw the line at being hauled around like a sack of potatoes.

On this unlucky visit the Brat, a wad of gum, and getting caught was not a happy combination. When meowmie saw me she took me to this place and now I look like this, a little lion.

Posted by Raven Simons @ 08/04/2005 03:17 PM PDT


Okay I will give it a shot.

They say we were once worshipped as Gods, well that kind of leaves me at odds. For this fancy new do, makes me feel like saying poo, but i get to show my great bod.

As a cat of great deeds, I love to roam through the weeds and catch my friends taking a wink. But they sit and stare at my lack of beautiful hair, I think I will go and have a drink.

Excuse as I stand here and doodle while I am trying to use my noodle, I hope someone does not mistake me for a poodle!

Posted by DonnaB @ 08/05/2005 11:01 AM PDT


The lion stood tall and majestic, silhouetted against the morning sky. He is the lord of all he surveys, with his harem ready to do his beckoning in an instant. All he needs is a plan of attack for today.
Should he take on the herd of dear over in the clearing, or there are some zebra over near the water hole.
Then again there are some young lioness over in the forest, not too far away, and the pride could always use a few more females.
Ah the decisions.
Oh, here's my meowmie with my breakfast. Got to go.

Posted by Norah @ 08/06/2005 05:17 PM PDT


Secret agent Leo here, reporting for duty as requested, Sir.
What is the assignment?
A cat burglary ring?
Despicable fiends those cat burglars are.
I am proud to help rid the world of these criminals.
You can count on me!
I will have to go undercover?
No problem Chief.
I am used to working under dangerous situations.
I have always handled my cases in the most dignified manner possible.
In fact if you look up "class" in the dictionary you will find my photo.
By the way boss, what IS my cover?
A French Poodle?
Chief, we have a problem.

Posted by PJ:) @ 08/07/2005 01:35 PM PDT


I am a cat not a poodle. How can I have any pride when my tail has a pom-pom on the end? And I have fur boots. FUR BOOTS! Thank God itís warm here or the rest of me would be very cold. I must admit the lack of fur on my back and belly feels quite refreshing, but the pom-pom tail is just ridiculous. I think I am still handsome, though. If only Handsome would stop laughing at me. Do you know he asked me out on a date and then hooted with laughter. At least I donít DROOL!

Posted by Lisa @ 08/08/2005 10:47 AM PDT


I am a cat not a poodle. How can I have any pride when my tail has a pom-pom on the end? And I have fur boots. FUR BOOTS! Thank God itís warm here or the rest of me would be very cold. I must admit the lack of fur on my back and belly feels quite refreshing, but the pom-pom tail is just ridiculous. I think I am still handsome, though. If only Handsome would stop laughing at me. Do you know he asked me out on a date and then hooted with laughter. At least I donít DROOL!

Posted by Lisa @ 08/08/2005 10:48 AM PDT



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