YESSSSSSSS!!! I knew it, I'm the most handsome of the house. I got 11 votes vs. Prince, that had only 7. And I'm suspecting that he forced some people to vote for him. I'm still trying to find out who changed their vote and if someone voted more than once. Well, anyway, I'm not gonna be all stressed about that because, at the end of the day, I AM THE WINNER! Prince: Yeah, yeah... Piru: Oh, you're around. Did you come to congratulate me? Prince: Not really, I came to eat. Piru: Anyway, what do you have to say as been the defeated. Prince: You know? I don't care. No, seriously, I really don't. Do you know why? Because I have a healthy self-esteem. I don't need any survey or anyone to tell me if I'm handsome or not because I know I am. So, do you need a statement? Here it is: (shows his paw). Piru: Oh, my! A voice: Piru and Prince! Piru and Prince: What? Who's there? A voice: You are brothers. You two know that you love each other and care for the other one. If that's not the case, why did Prince defended you when that cat came to hurt him? And Piru, why did you..., well, you always...., ummmm, I mean, you do..... Anyway, you got accustomed to Prince. You are family, even you like it or not. And I know that both of you want to make your Mom happy, is this correct or not? Piru and Prince: Yes! A voice: Then, make peace between you two and behave. Prince: I suppose I can do that. Piru: All right, I think I can do that, too. A voice: Glad to hear you agree with me. Bye. Prince: Who was that voice? Piru: I don't know. But, forget it. Do you want to go celebrate my victory? Prince: I don't think so. Piru: Well, then, just hang out at the front yard. Prince: That seems all right.
A voice: And then, Piru and Prince went to the front yard to relax a little bit before Mom calls them to eat. It was a beautiful afternoon. Most of the sky was blue, but just a few little clouds that let go some light showers to cool the temperature. The wind was coming from north and bringing also a shower of little yellow leaves, each one with a drop of rain that, with the reflection of the sun, seemed like floating diamonds. It was perfect: fresh air, cool temperature, the smell of flowers and two strange dogs coming down the street... WHAT?!!!! TWO STRANGE DOGS COMING TO OUR HOUSE?!!!
Prince:RUUUN, RUUUUUNNNNN!!!! Piru: What? Oh! MOOOOOOOMMMM, OPEEEEEN THE DOOOOOOORRRRR!!!!!
I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT MY EYES HAVE SEEN! SOMEBODY CHANGED HIS VOTE!!! What, what is happening? How can it be possible? People are becoming crazy! Oh, no! Oh, no! Prince: "Stop that already, don't be so melodramatic!" Piru: "YOU, you did this! Who did you convince to change his vote?" Prince: "I didn't do anything, if someone changed their vote, I didn't have nothing to do with it." Piru:: "You're a liar!" Prince: "MIAURRRLLLL!" Piru: "MAURRRRLLLL, HISSS!" Mom: Hey! What's going on? Be quiet! Piru: "Mom, he started it..." Prince "No, you started it..." Mom: "Shut up, both of you. Is this because of that silly survey? I'm going to delete it right now." Piru: "No, please Mom, no!" Mom: "This survey was supposed to be just for fun, that's what you told me, Piru. Now you're fighting for a silly thing. You both know that I love you equally and that I think you are both equally handsome. What's the problem? Are you two going to behave?" Piru: "Yes, Mom, I'm sorry, I promise." Mom: "And you?" Prince: "Yes, Mom, I promise, I'll be a good boy." Mom: "Okey, I'll give you a chance. Now, shake paws and go away, I have tons of work to do at home today." Piru: "Uf, that was close!" Prince:" You know, Piru? Ever since I came to this family you've been fighting with me, pushing me away and competing with me in every aspect. But I only wanted to have a family and I was thrilled to have a brother to play with. Now as time passes, I'm just tired of the way you treat me. I want you to know that I don't care what's the result of the survey are, I don't care if I win of lose and I don't care if you like me or not. From now on I'll roam alone and I'll play with Liah whenever I'm in the mood to do so. You go your way and I'll go mine. Maybe I'll see you at dinner time. Bye." Piru: "Wow, that was harsh. It's only a playful survey, I don't know why he takes things so personally." A voice: "Piru." Piru: "What? Who's there." A voice: "Think about the things Prince just said. It's not about the survey, it's about the way you treat him." Piru: "But..." A voice: "No, no buts, think about it for a while." Piru:"Okey, I'll come back later after the nap."
There are only two days left to vote and I'm winning. The thing is: who voted for Prince? Because I know that all my furry friends voted for me. Mmmmm, who could that be? Well, I don't think that Mom would dare to do THAT, 'cause I'll be devastated. Maybe, that friend of Mom's who was here the other day... I know she likes Prince a lot and always gives him prawns when he rubs his tail against her. I think I'll bite her ankle the next time she's around. Who else, who else? Ah, my treacherous human sisters... they were talking a lot with Prince and using the computer.
Prince: "Yes, they voted for me, so what? I'm halfway up to your number, be afraid, be very afraid. JA,JA, JA, Ja,Ja, ja,ja....
Piru: "I hate when you do that laughing."
Anyway, I think I don't have anything to worry about, I'm way up ahead. In fact, I'm so confident in my success that now I'll just take a nap and wait until the mid-afternoon snack.
This survey thing has brought some truths to the table in the family. Now I'll know who's who. My human sisters always say how beautiful I am, how wonderful I am and they say they love my eyes and so on. But now, NOW, they say they'll vote for Prince on our little contest. Why? Because they don't want Prince to feel bad if he loses, like he certainly will. It's not a matter of pride, I only want to settle the issue straight because my own Mom can't. Yes, I know we're both beautiful, but in every family there's always one cutter, and thats ME. My only humble desire is to let everybody know it's me. Is that bad? Well, the pics are out there, everyone should vote for the real best, not out of guilt or out of pity.
I decided to do a survey right here on my blog. This is why: One of Mom's friend asked her who do she thinks is more handsome, me or my brother Prince? I thought she was going to answer right away. BUT, NO, SHE DIDN'T! She began to look at both of us in complete silence. I said: "well, what are you waiting for"? But, of course, all she heard was: "miau mrrrrawrrrlll meaurrrr?" Prince told me that she can't decide because she loves us both equally. Bananas! I want a straight answer and I want it now! So, since she can't decide for herself, we are gonna fight for it. Each of us is gonna present the reasons why we think each one deserves to be called "the most handsome one". And I am sure that all of my furry friends will vote for me. Prince: "Ejem..." Piru: "I mean, for the best (for me, for me).
Here we go.
First competition: Eyes
Piru: "I have a deep look." Prince: "I have a romantic look."
Second competition: Characteristics Piru: "I have brains". Prince: "I have muscles". Third competition: Style Piru: "I'm very stylish". Prince: "I'm elegant". Fourth competiton: Watchman Piru: "I like to sit in front of the house looking for strangers." Prince: "Hey, isn't that the place where the other day a cat came and gave you a beating?" Piru: "Shut up, you blabber!" Prince: "Yeah, I had to run out to defend you, don't you remember?" Piru: "We aren't talking about that now. The competition is closed."
Okey, my furry friends, now is time for you to vote. The survey is at the top right side of the blog. Remember that you should be impartial. And remember that I love you and that you are all my friends.
Yes, I have an avatar. It's on the right side of the blog, on top. Did you see it? Do you like it? I love it! And it talks, too. Just click the "Play" button and you can hear me say: "Hi, I am Piru. There are three things that I love to do: eat, hang-out and write in my blog. I hope you like it, too." Ah? I'm so excited! You can get your's too on: voki.com. It's fun.
Hi, everybody! It's been a while... Mom has been working A LOT and doesn't allow me to get even near the computer. She's giving a lot of classes and is in a lot of committes at work. I don't like when she works too much, it's less time for me. But, I know I have to sacrifice a little, someone has to go out and earn prawn's money (I learned it from my friend Albert the Cat).
Since I don't have the access to the computer, I have to find things to do between naps. And because of that, Mom thinks that I've been a little naughty lately. You know, it's just a natural thing: I like to roll in the dirt! But, since my hair is long, it tends to grab everything, so I come home with my fur full of straws, dirt and all those things. Mom doesn't like that and begins to scold me and tries to comb me. But, as you know, I hate to be combed, so she sends me back out.
What Mom doesn't understand is that I don't just roll in the dirt, it has scientific purposes. Yeah, you can believe it! As a natural botanist, I like to watch closely the marvelous things that happen in the earth. In the grass there are tiny wonders that happen and develop everyday. All kinds of tiny insects, like ants and spiders doing their daily chores, and many others. This week I found something that I didn't notice before and is a beautiful thing. The dew leaves what looked like a fragile and transparent film in little areas of the grass. If you touch them they disappear instantly. I looked closely and found out that it's like an intricate knit of tiny drops that stay together with this almost invisible string. It looks beautiful with the camera zoom!Have you ever notice that in your homes?
Don't waste the opportunity to stop once in a while and look for a minute at some of the tiny wonders that happen around us.
Oh, no. Now I have dirt and I'm wet, too. Well, all for science's sake.
Hi, I'm Pirulo, Piru for my friends. I am a husky handsome ManCat that have a mind of my own and some interesting ideas to share. I'm the first Puerto Rican cat in Twitter and the only one that writes a blog.