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Monday, March 30, 2015

A Cat's Fancy

Dizzie: I can't come to work today, Boss. I'm afraid to leave Alfie alone.

Lilly Faye: Why? Is he sick?

Dizzie: He's up a tree, and he won't come down.

Lilly Faye: I wouldn't worry, Diz. Alfie has climbed trees before.

Dizzie: I know, but he's been up there for three hours. He even missed lunch!

Lilly Faye: You're right, this is serious. Alfie never misses a meal, his own or anyone else's. I'll be right over!

Alfie Cat: I'm not coming down as long as that she-devil Ceecee is around. It's not safe. That witch has designs on me!

Lilly Faye: That's odd. I didn't think Ceecee ever left her house. I'll phone Frank.

Mr. Frank: My sister leaves the house twice a year, in Spring and Fall. I think it's some sort of female mating thing. I'll ask her.

Mr. Frank: Hey, Ceecee...

Ceecee: Don't be ridiculous. The only designs I have are for my needle work.

Lilly Faye: Alfie, Frank says Ceecee is at home working on her knitting. You can come on down now. You're not in any danger.

Diz, get in my car. I'll take you back to work with me.

Ceecee: Who's going to protect you now, Alfie?

Alfie Cat: Ayeeeeeeeee.......

Thursday, March 26, 2015

My Romantic Date With Frank (Part 2)

Mr. Frank: Wait for me, Doll!

Mr. Frank: Doll? Where are you?

Mr. Frank: Oh no, I've lost Doll Face!

Lilly Faye: Here I am, Frank. I thought you were right behind me.

Mr. Frank: (Panting) You can't just take off on me, Doll. You're a sprinter, and I'm what you'd call more grounded.

Lilly Faye: I'm sorry. I got carried away by the smell of soup! 

It's a sign, Frank. Remember last summer, when you made me soup after my dental surgery? And in November, you asked me to go steady with you over a bowl of your homemade soup. 

Now we're on our special date, and I smell soup! It can't be a coincidence. I think it means we're on the right track. Let's follow the scent and see where that delicious smell is coming from.

Mr. Frank: Look, Doll!

Mr. Frank: You were right, it really is a sign!

Lilly Faye: Frank, we have to have some!

Mr. Frank: They have homemade chili.

Lilly Faye: I'm sure yours is better.

Mr. Frank: Lobster Bisque?

Lilly Faye: That's too rich for lunch.

Mr. Frank: The only other choices are Minestrone and Italian Wedding Soup. Should we be bold and try the Wedding Soup, Doll?

Lilly Faye: I'm willing, if you are, Frank. Let's share a bowl.

Mr. Frank: I'll go in and place our order.

Mr. Frank: Here comes the server with our soup.

Slurp, slurp, slurp

After lunch...

Mr. Frank: That Wedding Soup was delicious.

Lilly Faye: I think we made the right choice.

Lilly Faye: Today was perfect, Frank.

Mr. Frank: I don't know how it could have turned out any better, Doll.

Lilly Faye: I do. How 'bout a kiss?

Monday, March 23, 2015

My Romantic Date With Frank (Part 1)

Mr. Frank: I've planned a romantic date for us, Doll, just like you asked me to.

Lilly Faye: Thanks, Frank. We've both been spending too much time with other dogs, and not enough time with each other. If we're going to be a real couple, it's important that we invest time in our relationship.

Mr. Frank: Do you know where you're going, Doll? Can you see out okay?

Lilly Faye: Relax, Frank. I do what the GPS tells me. When it says turn, I turn the wheel.

GPS: Turn right.


Lilly Faye: Well, that was rude.

Mr. Frank: There's heavy traffic all around us, Doll. Try to maintain a steady speed.

Lilly Faye: I'll jump down and give it some gas whenever the car starts slowing down too much. With these fuel injectors, you can coast a long way without actually pushing on the accelerator.

Mr. Frank: There's the parking garage, Doll.

Lilly Faye: I prefer to park on the street. It's so easy to just pull up and turn off the car.

Mr. Frank: I hope the driver of the car parked between us and the curb doesn't need to leave before we do.

Lilly Faye: You worry too much, Frank.

A few minutes later...

Mr. Frank: This is where I wanted to bring you, Doll.

Mr. Frank: I know it isn't La Seine in Paris, or the Grand Canal in Venice...

Mr. Frank: ...but it's ours, if you want it to be.

Lilly Faye: Oh, Frank, it's the most beautiful and romantic place I've ever seen. From now on, it's our special place.

Mr. Frank: Let's take a stroll.

Lilly Faye: Race ya!

Mr. Frank: Wait for me, Doll!

To be continued...