Watching bubbles with My Russian Blue was first published on the fine site, Amethyst Review. The featured image by Mark Tulin.
Watching Bubbles with My Russian Blue I have nothing to do but lay in my warm bubbly tub, listening to the Grateful Dead with a marijuana cigarette slowly burning and my Russian Blue purring in the steamy background. Some say, a man using Mister Bubbles at my age is quite odd and not very sophisticated, but for me it’s the perfect way to let go, to immerse, to merge into a tranquil state of Nirvana watching bubbles with my Russian Blue as my worrisome thoughts rise and pop.
Tut, tut.
Polluting the atmosphere for the Russian Blue!
Splut, splut.
Surely that is not a good thing to do?
Yes, I know. He prefers Phish. ✌🏻😎
That shows his true blue bloodedness
A common cat would take,
With keenness in full-floodedness,
A simple chunk of hake.
haha. Good one, Colonialist!!
Sweet! I can only imagine.
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love this whimsical piece, Mark; will slip this into my new commonplace book 🙂 you’re the first entry 🙂
Thanks, John. I hope all is well. Have a good holiday season.
yes, Mark; all well, have a good holiday season too 🙂
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