As most of you are probably now aware, I’m with Claude’s pigeons, but I don’t wanna say where ’cause I never know who might decide show up unexpectedly (and uninvited no less).
These birds are AWESOME! And they’re great listeners too. Heck, one even likes to watch me read my Tarot cards! And even cooler, they like my art work! So far, the following has proven to be their absolute favorite picture:
They react like they know who it is and seem to like him, a lot. I wonder if they know where he is… But even if they can take me to him, I’m not about to leave my post here of looking after them. At the moment, I’m all they have. Not even whiny emo Peter has shown up yet!
Yeah, I know I haven met him as yet, but what little I’ve read of his posts gets on what few nerves I have left! I have no problem with guys showing emotion, but whining is one surefire way to get on my bad side. I suppose it’s fortunate that I haven’t seen Peter-fortunate for him that is. If he whines about or complains about Claude one more time I may have to deck him, or maybe pitch him off the roof. And speaking of the roof…
I so love the view for up here. I can see … well a nice view of the city we’re in. I can also see anyone who tries to sneak up on us… If I don’t see them with my cards first, that is. And speaking of what I can do with my cards and such, I’m not sure whether to be insulted or count myself as lucky that “they” haven’t gotten to me as yet. I mean, yeah, it sure looked like those Elvi were after me back in Vegas, and the whole plane divert was rather bizarre, and suspicious. Oh well, at least I have good company here.