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February 06, 2013

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Flannista

The Catties food bowl had food in it -- the same food that's in this bag. So it wasn't like Jem was starving. Why, or why, was he so determined to open this bag?

treesta

Just admit it, Flann. The catties run the house. SuperJem and WonderScout. They just allow you to stay there (yawn) out of the kindness of their hearts (lick fur).

Flannista

Oh, treesta! I LOVE the names SuperJem and WonderScout. They are purrfect descriptions of their personalities.

Last Thursday morning, when I walked into my house after being away most of the week, every single floor carpet -- and some are quite large, as you know -- was misplaced. One was under the bistro table' another had been completely flipped; the boots on top of another one were tossed this way and that; the plastic bags stored on the side of the refrigerator were all over the kitchen. Upstairs, a couple of my window prisms had been knocked off and batted around the house.

I also think they discovered the pin number to my debit card.

Matissta

Well after I moved TWO 20 lb weights in front of the bi-fold doors, SuperJem began hurling himself against the doors. Determined to open them, he gave up after about 5 mins. And vocalized his disappointment during his attempt and after. He then fell asleep in my lap until I left as if he had an exhausting day.

WonderScout slept in an upstairs closet throughout.

nowayasista

Oh no. Another cat with a cape. It is beyond my meager comprehension. Say it ain't so, Flann. Run cats, run. Be free. Kill mice. Chase down birds. Slice the noses of dogs. Throw the weight of your cape down and rise on your own feet. Run cats, run.

treesta

Jem will have the 2 twenty-lb weights figured out before Flann gets home. I have no doubt. We should start a pool to guess how long it takes.

In a related pet story, we had a dog once who refused to be assigned to a place - if we put him in the backyard, he'd dig under the fence, climb over the fence, climb on top of the woodpile and fly over the fence, etc. We finally resorted to putting him in a bedroom, with the TV on to keep him company, food and water, a hot water bottle under his blanket to keep him warm. Did he buy it? Of course not. He ate through the door. A two-foot hole. My then-husband put a shield of aluminum roof flashing around the bottom half of the door. Tad popped the finishing nails out with his teeth, stripped the flashing in little shreds with his teeth, and then chewed through the door once again. He won. He had the run of the house after that. And to show he was the boss, he lived until he was almost 20 years old. My ex still lives in that house. There is still no door going into that bedroom.

nowayasista

America has gone mad. Cats. Evil cats. And now this.....

http://news.yahoo.com/monopoly-fans-vote-add-cat-toss-iron-tokens-125615568--finance.html

I may never play monopoly again. Trading in the iron. An American icon, the iron. For a cat. Sick and wrong.

Flannista

RUN CATS, RUN!
by nowayasista

Oh no!
Another cat with a cape . . .
beyond my comprehension.
Say it ain't so.

Be free.
Kill mice.
Chase birds.
Slice dog noses.

Throw your cape down!
Rise up!

Run cats, run!

Matissta

noway, I heard the story this morning. I thought it was a good swap. An iron? No one ever picked that piece. At least I didn't but you may be onto something.

I'm thinking they should have chosen some piece of Americana like a horse or buffalo or a hammer to represent the building trade. Although they already have a dog, so I guess cat lovers wanted to represented as well.

Matissta

Actually, I just read that the USPS is going to end delivery on Saturdays. Perhaps Habro should have introduced a mailbag token.

treesta

noway - Do I get the distinct impression that you are a not a 'cat person'??

Flannista

I think Diesel was messing with PEACEsista's computer because her comment about the destructiveness of pets and children landed in the sass stream for yesterday's post.

Flannista

treesta -- noway doesn't like Shakespeare, poetry, tequila or paying good money for good music. It's a slippery slope from those weaknesses to not liking cats.

Flannista

The best use for the iron Monopoly playing piece was as a paper weight to hold down all of my money after I had 4 hotels on Boardwalk, and owned all the utilities and railroads.

I'm now going to have to buy a new Monopoly game so I can play with that cat piece. With it, I will be able to conquer the world, or at least sneak out of jail free.

PEACEsista

Catching-up on all the sass, I must have lost my place. Oh, the blessing of copy and paste:

Dogs and cats can be incredibly destructive when they are bored or scared. We have seen many examples in our years of pet ownership, including: the cats tipping over the flour canister on the kitchen counter and tracking it all over the house; the cats finding my yarn supply and turning our two-story duplex into a giant spiderweb; the dog, tearing out the screens and storm windows on the house trying to get back in during a thunderstorm.

Of course, children can be incredibly destructive, too, as when throwing the football, or wrestling, in the living room and like cats it is usually just to have some fun. My children have destroyed more furniture, artwork and collectibles than the pets have.

Flannista

I think the new Monopoly game cat piece needs a cape.

frida

The 2 year old in Louisiana can open any door, locked or not, move stair gates, and throw food. He is very cute. Cat or dog?

Matissta

Neither. Menace.

Peter

I've said it before. Cats belong outside, they love it there.

Flannista

Yeah, Peter, but I read something recently where Catties kill millions and millions of birds and small critters every year. Plus, they tend to get knocked up if they aren't spayed. Back here in the East in my community, cats are not permitted outdoors because they are, to use Matissta's 1:27 word, a "menace".

But good gawd, I love 'em.

Matissta

Plus in populated areas like ours, cats are frequently killed by cars. Peter, where you live there is no problem with them rooming safely.

Flannista

OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Looks like the Catties got into the food and more today. Check out what Matissta discovered when she walked into my home this evening!!!!!!!:

http://www.sassistas.com/sassistas_our_dish_on_the/2013/06/dinner.JPG

treesta

Ah, not to worry, Flann & Matiss. They haven't gotten into the hard stuff yet!

Flannista

You're right, treesta . . . thank gawd it isn't Maker's Mark or Oban in that glass.

PEACEsista

Oh, how sweet! The catties fixed dinner for Matiss!

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