A Lovely Camping Date

IZA:  I had SUCH a lovely camping date with Sweet Spittikins!  We caught voles (and Spitty cooked them purrfectly), he joined in Hide and Seek with Marley, Ayla and me, and we had a precious night of napping in the tent together.  He only flinched ONCE when he heard an owl hooting across the street (which is pretty good fer a city King).

Um, Spittikins, you DO know that "what happens in the tent, STAYS in the tent" right?  No "story fer another time" OK?

TBT made me a poster ta hang over my favrit nappin spot:

But I'll probly remember the daisies and the image of him fussing over the vole filets most.  The KING, on his paws, turning the filets and tossing Nip leaves on them.  The light from the charcaol reflecting off his handsome furs...  The glow in his eyes...  The OH!  sorry, I got a bit carried away there.

Annyway, the message I struggled with in my poor French and left as a comment on his blog SHOULD have read:

"It was indeed a Camp of Lovely Snuggles sweet Spittikins.  I never napped better than with your royal head on my tummy.  The daisies were beautiful and I will cherish them until Marley has eaten the last petal!

I was so happy you liked my camping gear.  It is from REI; only the best for a KING!  But I was impressed at how well you cooked the vole filets on the charcoal starter.  It was very resourceful and you have a real talent for outdoors cooking!  And it made my tummy more full and padded (wink, wink).

You did really well at the Hide and Seek game.  Marley has decided you are “OK”, and that is pretty good words from a brother to his sister’s boyfriend!

Hoping we can have further adventures and dates...

Iza Lovey"

Goth Iza

IZA:  Wow, I was surprised by the surprize at me being a Goth Grrl.  Mostly over at Spittys blog cuz he posted about our date first.  So I spose I should esplain a little.

I have this really cute wide-eyed innocent look and that throws Beins and Kitties off a bit.

But I'm really a rough grrlcat.  I play rough, eat fast, keep my claws a shade out at all times, and generally tear stuff up.

Ayla is the "good girl", the nice princess, the dainty eater.  Even her toys are little delicate ones.  I can fall asleep watching her play.  If we were Beins, she would play croquet and I would play rugby.  When she used to go into heat, only TBT heard her.  Iffen it had been ME, the neighbors would have been here with pitchforks and hot tar (not that it would have done them anny good).

Ayla nibbles at her food; I inhale it.  The ottoman has a towel over it.  Ayla sits on it politely and talks quietly to visitors.  I tear the darn towel right off and bunnykick it to death.  (Not that I want to diminish Ayla's fighting abilities.  She is like a Judo expert to MY kickboxer talent - you wouldnt BELEEV the way she can jump around me when we REALLY get into it)

Basically, Ayla is a princess who wants to wear a pretty tiara and would never say a rude werd, and I am a barmaid with a whip for overly-amorous customers...  Oh, and Marley is just a really good normal laid-back brother without pretentions.  If he has secret dreams, he doesn't mention them.

So, yes, I am a bit of a Goth Grrl.  TBT says that, 50 years ago, I would have been a Biker Chick, but I would have been driving the bike.  With a young stud holding onto me behind... 

I don't date much, but I DO have my preferences.  King Spitty is right up my alleycat (er, "alley").

An I want to say I have no use fer "playehs".  Playehs are insecure little boys who measure themselves in, well, ways that dont innerest me.  Spitty isnt one of those...

Spitty is one of those rare mancats who know how to strike the right balance between excitement and respect, know what I mean?  Like, joking, I promised him 3 nose-kissies on the date.  He took all 3 and no more.  And when I wasn't expecting them but when the mood was right.  One at each of the 3 clubs, too, which kept it controlled.  He dint take MORE than 3 nose-kissies, but he dint take LESS either, MOL!  BTW, I liked Shutter the best. 

So he was gentlemancatly (like James Bond), but also a bit surprising and rakish (like James Bond), but without the obligatory movie-ending escapade.  MOL!  I had a thoroughly wunnerful date.

And it was just THAT, a date.  We're not going steady, we arent going to get married.  We might date again, but it isnt my goal in life to get hitched.  Spitty likes ALL girlcats too much for me to get too serious with him (bless his sweet little mancat heart).

BTW, does anykitty know how to work this thing?

The ring-grabber thingie doesn't open or close when I tell it to an I cant make it open even with my claws at full strength.  I think it would fit a nose-ring real good, though.