There are days when two-leggers confuse me. For instance, it's no secret that baths are simply a travesty we have to endure now and then or if we get into the perfume. Mom didn't get this memo. This week she went to a salon and paid someone to wash her hair. She paid for this service. Can you imagine?? Paying to get out of it, now that I can relate to.
Two-leggers sure are strange sometimes. Another example: Do you know how many nicknames they've given us over the years? Take a guess...
No.. more than that!
Cali also goes by Cali Bear and which became Care Bear and eventually just BEAR. Then there's Cali Bali and pretty much anything that will rhyme with Cali. In a hurry? Just CAL will do since Cali is so very long. Sheesh!
Phoenix becomes Phoeny or Phoeny Weeney (BOL!). Then her traditional animal name: PIG... Pigs (Pigs?!)... Piggy... Baby Pig. Some have been known to call her Diva when she's not listening.
I'm Zona Zoo and Zoney Bologna (my mom likes to rhyme apparently). Most commonly I go by Monkey. Occasionally, since Monkey can be too time consuming for my two-leggers, I answer to MONK which then morphed into the unexplainable Monk Fish. One of my most favorite two-leggers calls me Zona Marie when I'm naughty-- which is never.
It's a wonder we answer at all some days! Are we alone in the nickname department? I'd love to hear yours!
Thanks for the theme day suggestions! We're still working it out and I hope to unveil a theme day soon!
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