http://whattodayatewe.blogspot.com/2009/07/stinkpoes.html
Exactly a year ago today, we left you at the vet to be no more. How different the year would have been if you had made it. We still miss the idea of you.
P.S. Speaking of ideas, we believe sending the following email to us is a great idea for a birthday present for A: "If team Franke would like to get a cat to keep them company in Germany, and if future job prospects of team Franke require them to move to far away countries to which they cannot take said cat, then I hereby pledge to adopt said cat under said circumstances."
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Saturday, July 10, 2010
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Stinkpoes
... or the incredibly short adventures of the incredibly stinky feline.
On our way home from Boulud, we noticed Stinkpoes at the side of the road near our house. Drunk and kind-hearted as we were, we decided to get a box from our apartment and take this little critter home. The poor thing seemed to die as we were standing there, but it decided to purr and lift its head at the crucial moment when we were about to walk off.
That evening in our drunken stupor it seemed like the cat was doing well. It followed Anke around the house and of course reminded us a lot of b.t..
The next morning we woke up with a hangover and a stinking feline. The worms coming out of its head told us it was most definitely dying. Also the fact that it stank to high heavens and kept falling over made us think that it wouldn't have a long and fruitful life with us. So we turned over and slept some more.
When we were finally ready to face the day, and the demise of our stinky friend, we contacted Amanda to help us find a vet. (I.e. we sent her some very panicky emails and SMS's.)
In conclusion, team Franke 1, cruel cruel nature, also 1. Stinkpoes, may you be stinking up the eternal hunting fields. We will be missing you, but not your smell (we scrubbed very very hard to get rid off it in our apartment)!
On our way home from Boulud, we noticed Stinkpoes at the side of the road near our house. Drunk and kind-hearted as we were, we decided to get a box from our apartment and take this little critter home. The poor thing seemed to die as we were standing there, but it decided to purr and lift its head at the crucial moment when we were about to walk off.
That evening in our drunken stupor it seemed like the cat was doing well. It followed Anke around the house and of course reminded us a lot of b.t..
The next morning we woke up with a hangover and a stinking feline. The worms coming out of its head told us it was most definitely dying. Also the fact that it stank to high heavens and kept falling over made us think that it wouldn't have a long and fruitful life with us. So we turned over and slept some more.
When we were finally ready to face the day, and the demise of our stinky friend, we contacted Amanda to help us find a vet. (I.e. we sent her some very panicky emails and SMS's.)
In conclusion, team Franke 1, cruel cruel nature, also 1. Stinkpoes, may you be stinking up the eternal hunting fields. We will be missing you, but not your smell (we scrubbed very very hard to get rid off it in our apartment)!
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