La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.
WHILE I STOOD AT THE counter at the pharmacy yesterday afternoon, I noticed a glass bowl and a large cardboard sign with the product name “SIKEN” proudly displayed. Meal-substitute bars. I actually laughed outloud. In Spanish, that would be pronounced exactly like “sicken.” When the pharmacy assistant returned, I asked her if she spoke English. She said, “yes.” I asked if she knew what the word “sicken” meant. She said, “no.” So I told her. She laughed, too. She said she’d be sharing a photo with everyone she knew. I think SIKEN is a Spanish company. I wonder who came up with the name.
San Geraldo is usually out of bed before me. Today was no different. It doesn’t take long for Moose to sit at the open door yowling for me to get out of bed and give him and his brother their treats. Today was no different. When Moose saw I was awake, he stopped yowling. Dudo jumped on the bed and stared into my eyes. He’s much more quiet than Moose (which is easy, since Moose never shuts up).
When I got out of bed, they were nowhere in sight. I left the bedroom and felt like I was being watched. I was. That’s the above photo. I didn’t make them wait another minute. After their treats I again felt like I was being watched. That’s the first photo below. It reminded me of a line from the musical “Company” (that we recently saw in Málaga). I’ll paraphrase.
Sometimes I catch them looking.
And looking.
I just look right back.
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MIENTRAS ESTABA DE PIE EN el mostrador de la farmacia ayer por la tarde, noté un recipiente de vidrio y un gran letrero de cartón con el nombre del producto “SIKEN” exhibido con orgullo. Barritas sustitutas de comidas. De hecho, me reí a carcajadas. En español, eso se pronunciaría exactamente como la palabra inglés, “sicken”. Cuando volvió la auxiliar de farmacia, le pregunté si hablaba inglés. Ella dijo que “sí”. Le pregunté si sabía lo que significaba la palabra “sicken”. Ella dijo que “no.” Así que le dije que “sicken” significa “enfermar.” Ella también se rió. Dijo que compartiría una foto con todos los que conocía. Creo que SIKEN es una empresa española. Me pregunto a quién se le ocurrió el nombre.
San Geraldo suele levantarse de la cama antes que yo. Hoy no fue diferente. Moose no tarda mucho en sentarse en la puerta abierta maullando para que me levante de la cama y les dé a él y a su hermano sus golosinas. Hoy no fue diferente. Cuando Moose vio que estaba despierto, dejó de aullar. Dudo saltó sobre la cama y me miró a los ojos. Es mucho más callado que Moose (lo cual es fácil, ya que Moose nunca se calla).
Cuando me levanté de la cama, no estaban a la vista. Salí del dormitorio y sentí que me observaban. Yo era. Esa es la foto de arriba. No los hice esperar ni un minuto más. Después de sus golosinas, nuevamente me sentí como si me estuvieran observando. Esa es la primera foto de abajo. Me recordó a un verso del musical “Compañía” (que vimos hace poco en Málaga).
A veces los atrapo mirando.
Y mirando.
Solo miro hacia atrás.
• Me alegro mucho de haber dado un rodeo a casa desde la farmacia.
• Durante la excelente caminata de esta mañana. (Me siento mejor cada día.) Un perro muy feliz (y amiga).
• Viernes, a las 18:00 desde la terraza.
Those EYES! Best not to be of a paranoid nature if you are around Dudo and Moose.
So very happy to hear you are feeling better. x
Mary:
Bob has said Dudo and Moose remind him of those twin girls in the movie, “The Shining.”
Cats are experts at surveillance, covert or otherwise!
Debra:
I love watching Dudo stalk Moose.
Oh, the view from your terrace!
Judy C:
I sometimes forget. And it’s all right there, too. No need to drive to what we see.
Such beautiful light in the last photo! Very dramatic.
Your boys have mastered the art of the stare. I’m surprised you could sleep through it for any length of time. I see SG’s book in the background.
Get Si(c)ken at the Pharmacy! I wonder if they make them in cupcake format as well.
Glad each day is better. It makes my days better knowing that.
Wilma:
Moose doesn’t stare if we’re sleeping. He yowls. I checked out the website; you can siken yourself on brownie mix, porridge, soups, cookies, beverages, Mexican-style tortillas, and more.
In that first photo Moose looks like he is ready to reach out and snag your leg. Amazing light and clouds in that last photo.
David:
Moose is a lover, not a snagger… well, unless he’s in a panic. Late afternoon can provide some spectacular light.
The boys are killing me. Those faces!!
Tuxedo comes in our bedroom every morning and literally yowls to get us up!!
Robert:
I had to think about the name for a moment. The mention of Tuxedo saved me. The yowling! Dudo tends to be quiet, soft-spoken, and makes very specific sounds for what he wants. Moose, yowls. And if he doesn’t get what he wants immediately, he yowls louder.
These two guys have it made! And they are the cutest ever!!
Jim:
They are so lovable. And so bossy.
Love your photos today! Glad to hear you’re feeling better too — though Dudo & Moose are obviously keeping their eyes on you, LOL! Did that happy beagle find the gold it was digging for in the sand?
Oh, and I checked my spices after your last post…luckily, I don’t use paprika and now I never will, LOL!
Tundra Bunny:
The beagle was hilarious. The best photos unfortunately included the little girl and it was impossible to crop out her face. I am so creeped out about the paprika.
I love your conversational posts x
John:
Aw, thanks. I look forward one day to being conversational with you.
Siken! I would have laughed out loud too!
I love your boys (Moose and Dudo). What great looking cats they are!
Jennifer:
Too bad no one fluent in English was around for that company naming. I just looked it up and learned, oh my god, that in Turkish it means F#CK!
That’s a beautiful shot from the terrace, and I love the flowers and the happily digging dog! I wonder how on earth they came up with that brand name? I saw the Turkish translation you posted in your subsequent post but surely THAT’s not it! Does it mean something in Spanish, or sound similar to another positive Spanish word?
Steve:
It means nothing in Spanish as far as I know and I can’t find anything on the reason for the name. But someone (many someones) at the company didn’t do their job.
Up to no good that’s certain, those crazy cats.
If those glares were directed at me, I’d have handed over everything in my pockets and given them every morsel of food in the house.
Sassybear:
That’s pretty much how it works.