Tora-chan has got the fluffiest in an year. Hi, honey, you look fine. We admire your power of survival in such a grim environment. It is one of your manner to live through to rub your neck against Mei-Shun’s legs, isn’t it? She would like to take your sitting-straight photo, yet always loses good opportunities. You immediately stand up to welcome her back. Oh? Where is the beads your identity is printed behind, put on your necklace? All right, we would make new one a Christmas gift for you.
Purr, it’s so comfortable. We have 大雪=taisetsu, the third of winter 二十四節気 today I heard. They say it snows a lot hereafter, that we felt in this chilly morning. Didn’t we, mom? I slept in her 半纏 till noon, when clouds in the sky had been blown away to give sunlight. She likes to dry bed items outside, while I love to bask in the sun on them. I am quick enough to slip onto futon mat. Let me relax and warm my coat for a moment, mom.
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Called 山下紅=yamashita-beni, they are so beautiful both in taste and appearance that Mei-Shun cannot wait until she meet them at the beginning of winter. Mikan-chan, here are mini-moms you are named after. You are clever enough to know that, greet them peacefully while normal cats do not like them. One of Mei-Shun’s cat fancier friends loves oranges so much. However, he has to go to another room for this dessert since his boy always get angry at it and hit dad by paws.
Ms. Piano sang after an interval of nearly a month. Since it rained last night, Mei-Shun played her favorite scores featuring moonlight. The trident of this weblog comprises dance, lovely animal and music — represented by Japanese dance, cat and piano respectively right now to symbolize writer’s long-dreamed life. On the other hand, it is not easy to take pleasure in all of these three every day except for Mikan-chan. It might be better to choose “per week” idea.
We are in November, aren’t we? Somebody in the sky should have made a mistake, pushing buttons for a snowfall to bring white Christmas. Meow, everyone would be happy if the same come one month later. It started around 7:00 when dad finished preparation to leave. He told mom who were also ready to drive him to the station, “stay home today, I’ll use mom’s car”. I agree with him, because Aladdin is murmuring that he was hungry. Please go ahead, mom, to feed him. I’ll stay a good girl here.
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Oh, Tora-chan, you really are. This morning, Mei-Shun saw her jump around the garden staring at something small. It was a mice — looked so cute, yet it depends. She also catches sparrows and lizards, scolded by mom-in-law. Well, it seems the latter is wrong. We deprived Tora-chan of her motherhood, made her our garden cat. That means half a stray cat she is … Oh, oh, and you climb up our backyard gingko again? Mikan-chan reigns upstairs and indoors. Please do not breach this rule, honey.
Purr, I love it. Dad, cotton T-shirt is Okay, but won’t you put on a sweater yet? Mom’s legs are my normal place, while his arms in winter especially. He often relaxes on the sofa at night, Aladdin stove works hard in our living room. Sunlight makes me happy as well, when mom spreads blankets and cushions on the floor. She would like to keep luster of wooden flooring, original color of tatami edges by covering them up with fluffy items including me.
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This morning was chilly, hit the lowest temperature I heard. Mom woke up earlier and helped me come out of the cage, purr. I love these new slippers full of my marks! Dad and mom put them on, give my favorite air to sniff, purr, purr. In the afternoon, however, it suddenly started raining. Mom rushed to futon mats hung outside, hiss! Such a weather is like my feeling called 女心と秋の空, meaning girls’ mind resemble autumn sky easy to alter.
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Meow, is it? Mom rarely leaves me alone at home all day, while often does half a day. No problem. I take a nap in my beds, on the sofa, beside windows facing south. But yesterday, a cushion in the white bed put on roof floor followed me to the landing of the stairs. It sometimes does, hiss! I had to move to the red one in my cage. The latter is for nights, dried in sunlight by mom during daytime. Don’t change my routine. And you, mom, don’t forget to give me 15 minutes on your legs.
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Mei-Shun drew an omikuji fortune slip all the same as the one she did at the beginning of this year — the 22nd 吉=kichi, meaning lucky with a number sounds like a cat calling you twice. Only a difference between them is property of paper. Oh, it reminds her the sight here in new year days. Several girls in white kimono and red 袴=hakama, Japanese pants served to hand us results while we normally help ourselves. They are called 巫女=miko, maiden employees at temples and shrines.
meishunkikunoe 