I Don’t Give a Giant Flying Fig

Good evening, my Sassy Cat Beauties... no, maaoww, *tail switching impatiently* the Kougar is not always a nice kitty girl. This was her politically incorrect response to Urbanites... a term this ~ totally out of the social loop of any kind ~ Big Cat had never come across before.
After reading the description of Urbanite, it was Puke City... not that moi cares if anyone else gets off on this trendy I’m-so-utterly-cutsie term and wants to live this lifestyle. Be her definite guest. Enjoy. The Kougaress is all about tolerance. She’s not about being forced or coerced in any manner, to become something or someone that doesn’t fit her stripes.
Nope, moi has never been a clique cat chick or joiner of any kind. She may use canvas bags, sometimes. She may love trees and all things Nature and green, but she is not a sex-in-the-city, I-luv-carbon-taxes Urbanite, with perfect designer shoes... and a brain addicted to vehicular pollutants.
Meow-apologies to anyone offended. Every now and then, the Kougar roars a personal rant, despite her general love for humanity.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 80 ~

Sylva rinsed her face with the warm water in the generous-sized sink, and rejoiced there was not one whiff of chlorine. It hadn’t taken much to figure out how the brass faucet worked. Nor, had it been difficult to find a rose-scented cleansing gel. Picking up one of the folded cloths she used it to clean her entire body, dipping it into the water. Once, she’d been without a shower for a month, and with no bathtub, either, she’d learned the art of the washcloth. Sylva checked inside the well-stocked cabinet for toothpaste, finding only a bottle labeled, Dental Hygiene.

Zeke grinned. “I got the fantasy. But, I got my own room, you ruttin’ long-gun.” Roy switched off his head com, facing the screen. “Zeke, you roped her as I heard it told. And no fair damsel from around these parts.” Zeke gave a short nod. “Nope. She stole a ride on a passing star.” Roy shook his head in wonder. “If you ain’t the luckiest cowpoke I know. Got her tied and mounted?” Roy raised his brows, his eyes glittering with a bit man’s challenge. “She’s dressing now for dancin’. How’s your place tonight? Don’t want to spook her.”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 79 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Yesterday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Flying Fig smoochies from the Kougar...