Are the cubs house-trained ? How ?

anonymous said...
thanks a lot for the quick replies and ashooahances.
Spotty wants me to order a kaupinam on Amazon. But we couldnt find spotted ones. He insists on a spotted one for camouflage poahposes (Even though we are no longer predators for several generayshuns).

Now here's a question for Mummy Lion. How did you manage to house-train the cubs? Are they ?

I am having this prollem with Spotty. If we put clothes on him and he peepees in them, which he like does every now and then for marking territory, then i will have an ofull lot of kaupinams to change and wash.

But just imagine : last week this convoahsation wouldnt be happening. Now we are ackshlly talking about Kaupinams!!!!

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M Tiger.

July 14, 2007 8:45 PM

Could you like at least wear dhotis ?

ramanamayi said...
Dear Spotty and Stripey,

Well the vibhuti is no problem at all. We will drop off a coconut shell full of it at your cave door with a detailed picture of how and where it should be applied. (Forehead, on and under whiskers, front and back paws, tail, etc. Do you at least have dhotis you could wear?

love, the Meditator Changing Creatures

July 12, 2007 3:20 PM

anonymous said...
dear huge, terrorfying lions,
we spose we could steal, er borrow a dhoti from someone's clothesline.
But who will teach us how to wear it?

And what happens to our tailses when we wear a dhoti?

Love
Med Tiger and Leopurd
p.s. isnt a dhoti like even more complicated to wear than a kaupinam?

July 12, 2007 9:52 PM

ramanamayi said...
Dear Med Tiger and Med Lep

We have reconsidered and decided to soften our position about kaupinams and dhotis. Just a heavy vibhuti-ing and a good thick paw-print of kumkum over the third eye should be perfect. We will drop off the kumkum at your cave.

No need for nightmares! We are bunnies today and are steaming the iddlies ourseffs.

love, the Meditator Rabbits

July 12, 2007 10:01 PM

You seem like propah folks

anonymous said...
hey peacocks,

we really know nothing about kaupinams (loincloth). zilch.

mine is fit for a museum, and Spotty's has been eaten by moths and ratses.

we rarely even like bathe. and a bath typically means rolling in mud when theres been like heavy rain.
and splattering each other.

Spotty watching you carefully

Spotty thinks we can come "as we are" .

i tried to asplain to him that one does not go to an Iddly party (hosted by orthodox consoahvative lions) in tennis shoahts with a sweat band on the foahhead.

that's all we really wear - sports gear.

and we heard some more things about you consoahvative propah folkses. That you always have vibhuti on your foahheads. and arms and chest and wrist. And a spot of kumkum too. Besides the spotless loincloths already discussed in great detail. And that ALL guests, barring none, must come appropriately vibhuti'ed.

there are also rumours of incense sticks being lit and waved, and Bhagavan's name being taken like all day long, and even moahmoahed in sleep.

All this is now giving Spotty sleepless nights. He likes to think he is the cat's whiskers (haha), but has just realized that aint true.

He keeps moahmoahing about "huge terrorfying lines" in his sleep.
And suddenly waking up in a cold sweat.

With your magic talents of changing your species, is there any way you could like change our tennis shoahts into clean spotless kaupinams? Just for one evening?

And could you leave a bag of Vibhuti outside our cave with clear instructionses on how to apply.

Love,
Spotty and Stripes

July 12, 2007 1:16 AM

There's a party, but what's the dress code?

anonymous said...
Spotty woke me up during my afternoon snoozle.
He says ascitedly that there's an iddly party going on in Cave 8 in the evening. and all are welcome.



i told Spots that we lions don't go without an invitation. we got pride.
he was upset and said it was ages since he had iddlies and buttermilk and he could swallow his pride (pun not intended) for a batch of steaming iddlies.

so i asks him: what about the dress code?

Spotty: what dress code? can't we like just go as we are?

Me: AS WE ARE! (i said in shock)
They could throw us out, you donkey!

Then i says: sorry for calling you a donkey. (although you don't even deserve that).
Judging from their tone and mannerisms, them lions sound like pretty uppity lions.

Spotty: Uppity? how come?

Me: Judging from the trash they throw out, like you know, dark chocolate wrappers, they could be an uppity pride of lions. They might expect everyone to come wearing spotless white, ironed, starched kaupinams!

Spotty: Mineses is a rag, and i've like forgotten how to wear it!

Well, i have sent Spotty out to check with the polar bears in Cave 6 about the dinner dress code.

see ya later, alligator.

July 9, 2007 10:06 PM