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July 20, 2001

You know, she asks so much of me. It's not enough that I have to pack up everything and schlep around the world with her, stuffed under airplane seats (ok, usually on her lap) and (sometimes) having to endure (gulp) Economy Class scraps (quels horreurs!), but NOW she has given me homework. She had to go and start a website, and I am a contributing editor. (Do I have artwork approval? NO)

It would be one thing if I were blessed with opposable thumbs, but typing is kind of tricky when you have to use your nose for the space bar. Oh well. Just another cross to bear...

But we'll have a good time here, and I'll keep you posted on how the world looks from MY perspective - which, granted, is only about 10 inches off the ground, but you'd be surprised at what all goes on down here that you might never notice..... especially in Europe, (sigh) where centuries of smells collect on the bridges of Paris, the cobbled streets of Vienna, the beer houses of Munich....wait, I digress.

So here's what I've been up to lately. After nearly two months in Camp Amsterdam, since the Noisy One was off travelling to SUCH uncivilized places such as England and Japan, where they don't let me visit unless I do 6 months of hard time in their local prisons (loosely disguised as Quarantine Camps, yeah, right), we are finally in Salzburg, back at the regular summer abode. Ahhhhhh the flowers, the trees, the familiar-smelling shrubs... and the wildlife!!! At any given time, I might encounter cats, birds, or even a hedgehog toddling across the lawn!!! This is country living at its best! Don't get me wrong, I LOVED Camp Amsterdam, even though it was in the very bustling city. No lawns, but my godparents there live in a building that has a courtyard, and at the other side lives ElleBelle, a tabby cat who's only about twice my size. We have this routine that fools everyone into thinking we're natural enemies, but once we were busted: My godmother was panicked because she couldn't find me, and after thoroughly searching the courtyard, she happened to discover me in ElleBelle's house, sharing the sofa with her. Well the door was open....what was I to do, refuse the invitation? That would have been rude. Besides, ElleBelle's human had those good tea cookies...Reminds me of the time in a swank hotel in Berlin, when the Noisy One was throwing a ball for me to chase, down the hallway near our room (our favorite game: "Hall Ball"). The hall curved around, and she threw it so hard I disappeared around the curve to chase it. I didn't return immediately, and the Noisy One was clearly getting annoyed, until she saw that I had just indulged my social butterfly whim... I passed another open door on my way to the ball (I just can't seem to resist those open doors!) and the fellow inside was so friendly I just jumped up on his lap as he was sitting at his writing desk. Well only a few seconds later he carried me out into the hallway to determine where I belonged (*I* wasn't about to tell him!!) and the Noisy One retrieved me and that was that. (sigh) wonder where he is now.....did I mention he was only wearing a robe?

Oh well, just call me Will Rogers: I never met a (hu-)man I didn't like!

I'm sure there will be many exciting Salzburg stories to relate, so stay tuned for the next installment!

till then,