I arrived safely at the gypsy encampment and am now settling in very well. Everyone was so welcoming! I sleep in a different caravan every night. And I eat whatever the other gypsies are having for supper.
But it's not a free ride! I must earn my keep and help bring money into the communal pot. So they are trying me out in the gypsy orchestra. However, playing the violin posed a bit of a problem for me due to its size. Who am I supposed to be, frickin' Yo Yo Ma? And cellos don't really enhance the wild gypsy sound, you know.
So they switched me to the accordion, which worked much, much better. I even started singing along with the music. But then my accordion disappeared and now I cannot find it anywhere! By the way, what does "caterwauling" mean?
It turns out that I was not born to be a musician after all. No, I was born to be a dancer! A wild, exotic gypsy dancer! Now I bring in money like nobody's business! Don't you just LOVE my costume?
Bye for now! Many hugs and purrs! Love, Madame Zara.
As a sister bellydancer, I must say that kitty's costuming is gorgeous : )
ReplyDeleteMany thanks to Madame Zara for the Monday morning chuckle... :D
ReplyDeletehey diddle diddle! My cats would be playing that fiddle with their teeth. Jax is a good dancer, and does this number we call the Dance of the Seven Veils - but without any veils, and with him all dances are belly dances. He even shaves his belly so we can see it better.
ReplyDeleteShe found her calling! A dancer!!!
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~after a very long night madame zara...you have brought me such a laugh...oh how i have longed to learn the violin...maybe i shall think twice now and just dance away too...especially if it has been that prosperous for you...well who could refuse...i am off to find an outfit as sparkly as yours...wiggle and jiggle little kitty...brightest blessings and safe adventures...till the next time~
ReplyDeleteDoes she have to get waxed before donning that costume? Am I the only person that has these weird thoughts? Don't answer that.
ReplyDeletethat is a very talented kitty! i am sitting here laughing so hard at "bone appetit"!!!!! too funny!!!
ReplyDeleteI think I need to get myself to that same camp... I can just see me in that little blue number!
ReplyDeleteDexter thinks she's hot
ReplyDeleteOh no. That is too cute. Where in the world do you come up with these things?
ReplyDeleteMary
That is one cool kitty cat dancer!
ReplyDeleteMadame Zara,
ReplyDeleteYour wit and wisdom will be spoken of for many nights around the campfire. I love that beautiful dancing attire you have chosen and I know you will be a famous dancer some day. Good luck in your worldly travels and wishing you the best of the best.
Love,
Emme
Gorgeous, but would you ever believe a cat?
ReplyDeleteHow adorable! Madame Zara seems to have found her calling. :0)
ReplyDeleteI do hope she writes home with more of her adventures....
Madame Zara is a saucy minx. You can look - ohhhhh, you can look - but you'd better not touch. ROWR. And excellent choice on blue - it complements the ginger very nicely ;)
ReplyDeleteSounds like Madame is having a wonderful time! Purrrfect costume!
ReplyDeleteOh my gawd that's a mouse in a fez playing a teeny weeny doumbek!
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