And so, King Arthur gathered the bravest knights in the realm to join him in his court at Ca-mew-lot: Sir Cumspect, the Prudent; Sir Rostratus, the Hazy; Sir Cuss, the Acrobatic; Sir Cumference, the Pudgy; and Sir Plus, the Superfluous.
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And so, King Arthur gathered the bravest knights in the realm to join him in his court at Ca-mew-lot: Sir Cumspect, the Prudent; Sir Rostratus, the Hazy; Sir Cuss, the Acrobatic; Sir Cumference, the Pudgy; and Sir Plus, the Superfluous.
Via Imgur.
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What are these sweeties watching so intently?
Sir Pentine, the Wriggly
Let’s go there, it’s a fluffy place!
Bravo!
You’re always good Mike, but sometimes you’re just fabulous. π
That would be Sir Passes, the Excellent.
Darn near choked to death laughing at the text. Now I’ll go look at the picture.
In this story I would be Sir Rostratus, the hazy.
I kinda want to find out what happens next…well done, Mike!
That one took me a second. But only one.
The inside of Mike’s head must be a fascinating place.
That took me at least 3 reads. It wasn’t until other people started commenting that I got it.
I have always thought so.
It is the Realm of Sir Endipity the Unexpected.
Brilliant! and one of my favorite movies, to boot!
I get all of the names except Sir Rostratus, the Hazy. Can someone explain that to me? Thanks
Sir Rostratus is “Cirro Stratus” – a type of cloud.
Thank you, Julie and Emily. MCO
Sir Rostratus = Cirrostratus, its a type of wisp-like cloud. π
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cirrostratus_cloud
BRING ME A SHRUBBERY !!
Make sure it’s of the finest ‘Aged’ Nip variety please.
βFirst you must find… another shrubbery! Then, when you have found the shrubbery, you must place it here, beside this shrubbery, only slightly higher so you get a two layer effect with a little path running down the middle. (“A path! A path!”) Then, you must cut down the mightiest tree in the forrest… with… a herring!β
Beware of Sir Comspect the Pious! Together with Sir Round the Circular and Sir Press the Weighty, they will imprison your compatriot Sir Reptitious the Stealthy, Inhaler of Aged Nip.
Which one is Sir Robin, the Brave? Or did he run away?
I think I saw him running from Wabbit of Caerbannog ..
After all .. It’s a terrible monster with “nasty, big, pointy teeth!”, so terrifying that Sir Robin soils his armour at the mere description, and it has “a vicious streak a mile wide!”
NI !
I think I know which kitty is Sir Cumference. :p
I assume Sir Rostratus The Hazy is one of the gray kitties…
My husband’s family had a friend who had a castle in Scotland whom they called Sir Circumference, due, of course, to his ample girth. And the castle was called Chilblain Castle
since it was always so cold there. His wife was thrilled when she reached menopause since it was the first time she’d been warm.
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Well, there’s a silver lining you wouldn’t normally expect.
I have never really thought into what menopause will bring. If I consider that the current 66f is getting too hot for me, I might need to start looking for a new home in Alaska or Siberia or wherever it is nice and cold before menopause hits. π
Or even earlier because there will be 86-95F here in the summer.
ROLFL Mike!
And thanks for adding “Hazy” and “Pudgy” to my vocabulary.
Pudgy would be the result of Sir Up the Sweet residing in the Shire of Mapleston.
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I get syrup (or do I?), but what is Mapleston?
It’s where you find Maple Syrup.
… by the ton.
HΓ© hΓ© hΓ©!
Thank you π
There’s one missing! Whatever happened to Sir Vicibal the Useful?
During an unfortunate encounter with the Killer Rabbit, he… outlived his usefulness.
Although he was sent to Sir Gerry, unfortunately he did not Sir Vive.
The tuxedo is Sir Plus, the superfluous, since he is the one who doesn’t match any of the others.
The floofy one at back right (Sir Rostratus, the Hazy?) is a ringer for my long-ago cat Elsa. Sweetest expression!
If I owned these cats I’d never want to leave the house.
Now it is time for me to call in my last knight, Sir Render, and bid you all sweet dreams.
If Sir Plus is not needed as being superfluous, I will gladly take him and rename him Sir Puss as I don’t like if anyone feels superfluous.