Hi, Princess Maria. Mei-Shun failed to attach a new pair of stirrups to Mr. Sirius today, just came to meet and dance with you. Oh? Where is your name in silver rhinestones on forehead band? They have gone, maybe when washed with an antiseptic. All right, new one would be a Christmas gift for you. A fluffy accessory would also be attached, please kindly give her a moment.
So lunar October starts from today. Mei-Shun meant to walk to the nearest shrine after just a whole month, greet Gods and draw omikuji lots. However, she had to give priority to room cleaning which went behind the trip to Kyoto last week: she makes Fridays full of housework to enjoy fresh weekends. Her fluffy daughter, who was forced to stay home alone, likes this pattern as well.
Ms. Piano, do you miss Mr. O who used to contact Mei-Shun regarding your tuning? No message from him has been received so far this year, yet that is not so much a problem: it is your health which she cares most in this matter. She would give a phone call to a company he works/ed for next week. May her fingers therefore be off tonight? They are too tired after dancing with Princess Maria and Mr. Magical Thunder.
Mei-Shun received the second shot against that novel coronavirus today. Actually, Ms. Scarlet was too powerless to ignite her engine yesterday, let Shin use a tool called jump-starter this morning. The wife drove him to the nearest station, kept la voiture rouge booming toward the inoculation site. Now it’s over, how are you feeling? … thanks a million to wake up coughing, darling.
Meow, mom finally returned to normal. I feel good when she is good, bad when she is the same. That is why a macaron-shaped bed was made into a restroom. Last week was the worst: she fed me in the morning, cleaned up my cage and went to sleep with a door closed to shut me out. Similar lunch, supper, dinner and said goodnight. However, it’s all over. Please brush me more, purr.
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Meow, today is my 18th birthday. And Respect-for-the-Aged Day this year, as the 3rd Monday from 2003 when I was born. Well, “aged” sound a bit weird to me who never get it, while count 88 years old exchanged into a human lady. That might mean mom’s habit of saying animals including my species are wiser than hers, purr. I’ll keep taking care of you, always have, always will.
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Shin and Mei-Shun feel happy these days to see Mikan-chan sleep in her shining silver coat. She began to look a bit shaky in right rear leg several months before, made above couple scared of the day which they wish never comes. However, thanks to energy jelly sticks, she is all different right now — her eyes stopped sobbing, muscle grew up, etc. And oh, she quickly leaves a dining table when her mom returns from another room.
Meow, really an amazing change of air. A new month starts, hotness has all gone. Still, humidity seemed to stay in the bedroom of dad and mom. She put a dome-shape bed in mine, worrying a bit if I make it a restroom. That was because it is too fluffy to use at summer night, while welcome when it becomes much cooler like this early morning. Thanks for your warm regards, mom.
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Ms. Piano, thank you so much for always soothing Mei-Shun’s mind. You really are one of precious three featured herein. Mikan-chan, kabuki dance and you are her family of course, stay beside her even if she is closed indoors by recent thunderstorm, heat wave and evil disease. She resumed practice of “Golliwog’s Cake Walk” composed by Master Debussy for Shin who loves this score.
O-bon period of this year was a bit atypical. Heavy rainfall prevented Shin, mom-in-law and Mei-Shun from burning 麻幹=ogara as 迎え火=mukae-bi in 13th evening to welcome beloved dad-in-law. 送り火=okuri-bi, to say good-bye might be feasible tonight, yet it seems weird to do for them who did not say hello. On the other hand, cooler weather might be kind to those gather at 甲子園.
meishunkikunoe 