Loading ...Well they are…. just look at them. This is what they do all day, when they aren’t eating, shitting, or destroying something. But you know… I love’em.
I figured its been a while since I’ve posted a pic of the two little darlings, and really, they deserve to be seen more often, since they live such interesting and fulfilling lives. Why just today Bea (bottom picture) was telling me about the time she got up, walked across the room, and lay in a different spot. And Cleto (top picture)? Just yesterday, he ate a fly.
I suppose I should I should just be grateful that my life is graced by two such beautiful critters, and continue to serve them as the laws of nature dictate.
Just wish they’d make the tea once in a while.
Buy me a beer!
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I like how Cleto has one eye open as you take his picture. Just in case he needs to stop his relaxin’ and get to pouncin’ on ya. Cats are suspicious critters. That’s why I like them so much more than dogs. Cats would never be fooled by the old “I threw this ball, but it is really still in my hand trick.”
I asked Puss if she would ever be fooled by such a trick, and she told me I needed some scratchin’s for asking such a question.
That is, of course, precisely what Cleto was doing.
Silly of you to ask such a question of Puss. You deserve those scratchins. It seems I deserve many scratchins too. Sometimes for no reason.
Cleto’s love is a painful love; I just grin and bear it.
Cleto and Puss would get along fine. My favorite thing that Puss does involves her letting you know that you are derelict in your ear rubbing duty. If you finish before she thinks you finish, she will swat your leg as you try to walk away. It is just her way of saying “Where the hell do you think you’re going? I need some more ear scritchins here!”
She likes to confuse you, however, by swatting you when you’ve given her too much ear scritchins too.
Just wants to keep us on our toes.
When cleto wants ear scritchins, he just walks up and yells. If I pay him no mind, He grabs my hand in his little sharp claws and drags it toward his head.
After that, I usually obey.
Puss does the same thing! Sometimes, though, she’s polite and will tap your arm as if to say, “Pardon me. Would you mind terribly giving me some scritchins?”
Bea does that. Taps my arm, “Pardon me…”
But if I ignore her, she then bites. “Hey! I was being polite.. don’t make me bite you!”
When one invites cats into one’s home, one must resign oneself to a life of abject slavery.
Agreed.
Neil Gaiman had it right in his “Dream of a Thousand Cats.” One day, they’ll take over again.
Well I should hope so. They’ll do a damn sight better’n George W.
Who wouldn’t?
I went to respond and there was a huge picture of some woman from http://www.cathomas.us (ad by google). She apparently writes romantic fiction. I thought I had gone to the wrong page! Suddenly this woman smiles at me from your blog.
It was momentarily disconcerting.
Well I can understand why it would be disconcerting. I visited the link and have to admit, I found that big hair and vapid smile a bit disconcerting. And what, exactly, do romance novels have to do with my site? Kinky hammer and sickle porn I might understand, but that stuff with cover art like women in ripped bodices clinging to the legs of muscle-bound pirates…
hey, pirates.
Maybe thats it.
I didn’t know what was going on. And now, of course, anyone who reads the comments can visit her site as well.
But who knows, she may show up on the front page. People may think she’s you!
Those who don’t think you are a guy.
Well they could think that picture was me and STILL think I’m a guy. After all that sequined shirt she’s wearing is so 80’s drag-queen. I think I once saw Lily White wearing the same blouse.
God.. now people know I’ve seen a Lily White show. Its a night for confessions.
Ever had a hammer in your butt, R?
This post was about cats.
No hammers. All I would be thinking about would be a) what if I trip and accidentally nail something in and b) how would I ever explain this to anyone who walked in?
And it was about cats.
And on that note, I better get to bed. I have to work tomorrow morning.
Now I will dream about cats.
Or about hammers.
Or maybe even about Lily White.
You’d be worried you’d trip? Why would you trip? Why would you be up running around with a hammer in your butt? Thats a bit like running with scissors. My mama always used to tell me, don’t run with scissors, or with a hammer in your butt.
Che’s NOT a guy?!
Upon adding that last comment, the refreshed page showed the scary woman face! [arghhh!]
They shouldn’t be allowed to post faces like that on subversive blogs like this. Disturbing.
[still shaking with fright]
Che, your mama was very insightful. I had to learn these things on my own.
They really need to get that woman off my blog. what’s google thinking?
As many times as we’ve discussed my vagina, I think its pretty clear that I’m biologically female, though my gender identity is more nebulous, as is my sexual identity.
However, when I’m filling out forms, they generally don’t have the choice “nebulous” in the gender field. They narrowmindedly only give two choices.
I usually check ‘male’.
And when I reloaded, I got the woman’s face. Dear god… the scary thing is, there’s no text to her ad! People are going to think thats my picture!
I can’t have that.
[shaking with fear over scary grimacing lady]
while
[admiring che's nebulous gender identity]
then
[scared of the Unknown Glamour-shot Lady Yahoo]
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