funny catheads and other bits

[pywacket]

Zak hissed and spit at a cat mug we used to have. Attacked it and broke it into several pieces. Declared victory whilst meowing "you perish in flame."

Mr. Teatime growled at Oranges. Slapped them in his adorably queeny way.

Bartleby? Well he's afraid of and attacks the remot control. If you move it slightly while he's staring at it, he shoots straight up in the air,spitting, with hair on end.


Miss Ninny--well she's the empress and is afraid of nothing. Though she will attack you if you have cheetos.




(on a side note, I got MORE msg in restaurant food--not even Chinese on Friday. It was only a little, but enough to kick my ass all Saturday. I'm really really tired of this. I will have to cook everything for the next several months until I'm less sensitive)

And a big thank you to oakangel who helped me (and James) talk through this whole moving to Arkansas thing. You went above and beyond dearheart and I'm really grateful.

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[oblomova.livejournal.com]

Babs fears nothing. Sonny fears everything, especially storms and strangers. But he will also jump up on his hind legs to greet me like a little dancing bear. And will stand up and watch television if an animal is moving on the screen. I've never had a cat watch TV. And he comes up to me in bed and snoogles my head, and will also pluck at my arm with his paw until I start scratching behind his ears. Somehow, from that scared and nearly feral kitty I brought home a year ago, he's become my sweet little guy who shadows me. It's taken a while, but it was worth it.

Babs is the swift hunter of the two -- the other evening, she saw a little centipede under the entertainment center when she was all the way across the room and ran behind the center to chase it out, then batted at it with her paw til I could swat it. (Thank god it was little, I've seen big ones in the house sometimes. Yuck!)