THE CAT THAT SLEEPS WITH ME IN BLOEM

Enough bitching about my golf.
I am almost certain Tidy Rojak is ready to complain about me rattling on in ESPN mode again.
Ha!

::: SASHA :::

Sash watching me play "Spider Solitaire"

Sasha is Anne's cat. Sasha is a 'HE' cat. I still think 'she' though. Isn't Sasha a female's name?
Unless there's an Afrikaan's version of Sasha that means female. I won't be surprised. I don't even know if I've spelt Sasha's name right. Again, there might be an Afrikaan's spelling of Sasha.

I am not a cat person. As a matter of fact, I HATE cats. Yes dogs, no cats. But I have to admit that Sasha has won me over. HE sleeps with me everytime I stay over at Anne's and I've actually grown quite attached to this cat that scratches me. Maybe I like the torture. S&M tendency? I think not!

This cat is one brazen cat. When he shares the bed with me, he would conveniently push me to the edge. I suspects that he knows I am least like to kick him out of bed so he happily slumps his entire body weight against my leg. Leg cramp but not wanting to wake the cat, I gently shift myself to ease my own discomfort. But guess what Sasha does? He twitches himself like a little baby and continues to put his weight on my legs. So by early morning, I would find myself on the verge of falling off the bed.

I can see the bubble above Fizzy's head, "Yah. Chooey has the words "SUCKER" inscripted on her forehead that is only visible to animals, more specifically - dogs."

Yes Fizzy. I remember how Goliath used to wrestle me onto the ground. Oh! Anne's brother has a husky called Alaska. He reminds me of Goliath.... in the goofy sense. Aw-row-row-row-row-row. Yup. Definitely like Goliath. I got kicked in my shin by Alaska and was almost thrown to the ground (dejavu) whilst playing with him. Huskies NEVER know their strengths.

But Goliath is still the most handsome.

I guess I have to concur with Fizzy on this point.
SUCKER.