Cynthia: Happy Chinese New Year, Marcy!
Marcy is stealthily stalking a piece of lint on the floor.
Marcy (distractedly): Merci … Mazel Tov…
Cynthia: So let’s see… (Cynthia looks through the morning newspaper to find the Chinese Horoscope) … Ah ha. You’re a Rat.
Marcy: Rat?! Where?!!
Marcy frantically twirls around looking for a rat.
Cynthia: No. You’re a Rat.
Marcy: Gasp. How could you be so mean and stupid? I’m a Cat.
Cynthia: Nope. You’re a Rat.
Marcy (outraged): How dare you.
Cynthia: You were born in the Year of the Rat.
Cynthia (reading): You’re “clever, competitive, and selfish.” That sounds about right.
Marcy: I’m a Cat. Year of the Tiger.
Cynthia: No, that’s Penelope Kitten. “Loving, quirky, and brave.”
Marcy (aghast): What did you say?
Marcy’s ears flatten against her head and her tail whips back and forth.
Cynthia: Uh… well… I said… you’re a Rat and Penelope is a Tiger.
Marcy (threatening): And you’re sticking to that story?
Marcy is about to go berserk.
Cynthia (nervously): Uh… well… yeah… you know…
Marcy (seething): And what are you, Cindy?
Cynthia: Let’s see … (scanning the newspaper) … oh… a Monkey.
Cynthia (disappointed): Darn. I thought I was a Dragon.
Marcy chuckles smugly and retracts her claws.
Cynthia: Well, anyway. It’s supposed to be a very good year. It’s the Year of the Horse.
Marcy: Year of the Hoarse? You humans should stop getting the flu already.
Cynthia: No Marcy, it’s not Year of the Pig.
Marcy: You need a cough drop.
Cynthia grabs a cough drop and her martini glass.
Cynthia: Shall we?
Marcy raises her Friskies can. Cynthia raises her martini glass.
Marcy and Cynthia: We wish everyone a very happy Year of the Horse. May unprecedented adventures await you.
Those are all really great pictures!!!
Thank you. It really is amazing how you can find so much cool stuff on the internet.
Aww…who doesn't love a little kitty-horsey love? I also want to know who did the tiger picture…it's very cool. (I also would love to see some little penelope kitten pictures, but don't tell Marcy…)
For the life of me I cannot find the source of the photo. I got it off of Pinterest. I will keep looking.
Penelope wants her own column on the blog but I haven't had the heart to tell Marcy yet. I will add it in a couple of weeks as soon as I figure it out.
Marcy , I'm glad you have accepted that you are a rat. I am a pig and feel pretty good about it.
I have NOT accepted that I am a rat. I am NOT. I AM A CAT.
Do you need a cough drop?
Ha! Marcy is a rat! Sorry, Marcy, I don't mean to rub it in or anything. ; ).
I wanted to be a dragon, too, Cynthia. Instead I got snake. Which sounds so mean. And conniving.
I love learning the new Chinese Year. Thank you! I had not looked it up, yet. Last year was the year of the snake. I really do think the traits reflect the personalities of the people. Don't you?
When are you home? I hope you are having a warm good time!
I get back to LA on Wednesday night. It got reeeeeeally cold here again. And rainy. Ugh. My mom wants to take a picture of me trudging out to feed her horse carrying a bucket and wearing an ugly bright yellow raincoat over my winter coat, rubber boots that are too big and being followed by her dogs. She wants me to put it on the blog and I just may do it. lol I look ridiculous! ha ha ha