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the brat catsPosted Friday, April 10, 2009, at 11:03 AM
the culprit
I finally had to yell at them to take it in or out! God Almighty they remind me of 6 year olds! It all started with a spat at the food bowl over who would get the biggest portion, and then escallated into a WWF fight of kitty free for all. Nikki wisely stayed out of it, eating the biggest portion, while the boys duked it out. They seemed to settle down for a while, then Teddie discovered some newspaper in a box of stuff we were fixing to put into storage. OH the Joys of ripping paper to shreads! It crinkles and flys everywhere, then you can run after it! He loved it, I did not like the clean up and got him his own empty box and newspaper. Joe thought it would be a grand idea to ambush Teddie while he was occupied with the box, and Teddies scream of outrage brought Thomas and myself to the room again. God! I thought I was gonna go nuts with these brat cats. They even picked on the dog yesterday too. This morning they are lazy and not acting up. The dog is grateful, and I just might get that computer done today. Comments Showing most recent comments first [Show in chronological order instead] |
Lesa Cox has owned a cleaning service and a bookstore; now, she repairs and maintains computers for the elderly and others on a fixed income. She enjoys animals, gardening, books and fixing old cars. She and her husband have one son, who suffers from Asperger's syndrome.
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I think there's a story for the T-G here.
(Maybe Steve Mills could team up with one of the investigative reporters.)
SOMEONE has apparently put hallucinogenics and "speed" into the kibble and catnip.
How else do we explain so many households having ricocheting cats?
The jet-propelled fuzzballs seem to get more active when their humans are doing fine detail work or there are messy/fragile objects around.
At our house,the turmoil is followed by "crashing" onto the nearest bit of wool.
(I thought that was because lanolin is supposed to smell like a mama cat.)
"Uh...that's acrylic yarn."
"Man...the COLORS. They're like *awesome*,dude!
We got any Fancy Feast?"
"Your sister ate it all while you were hanging upside down from the drapes. Can I bring you some leftover turkey?"
"I love you,babe. Tomorrow,you let me outside without the harness and I'll bring you half a vole."
"I'll make a deal with you.
You don't have to hunt for me if I don't have to teach you to crochet."
"*URP*. That hairball matches your jacket."