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From Washie:
If the Big Yellow Monster that lives in the front closet isn't enough...
We usually know when Deer is planning on taking that crazy thing out for its weekly walk. When Macks goes to the front closet, it's usually a good thing as that's where our Bird Toy lives and he likes to make it play with us! However, when Deer does, it can only mean one thing.She totally messed us up this weekend though - she was gone on Saturday morning when she normally takes that #$(*! thing out. When she came home, we were pleasantly snoozing in the warm, Spring sun in the bedroom. Apparently, she didn't want to bug us so she went about some cleaning first, including this weird thing where she gives the kitchen floor a BATH!!! After a while, there wasn't anything left to do but to take the Monster out. Maddie was already safe and sound in another room but I was trapped, TRAPPED, I tell you, in the bedroom. There's only one way out to the Safe Room (aka the spare room nestled behind Deer's pretty string boxes) and that's through the kitchen.
Unfortunately, the floor hadn't completely dried after its bath. That wasn't about to stop me though and I was determined to make it to safety. Like a speeding bullet, I started across the wet floor, only to skid and slide and skid some more! The best thing to do when that happens is to puff out your tail and give Deer a good loud hiss to show my obvious displeasure with her! She tried to help me out by carrying me across the wet floor (why do you people feel compelled to give the floor a bath?!?) and into the Panic Room, but I was pretty mad at her and I hissed some more. I think she got the point.
It took a while for me to forgive her, but the warm sunshine certainly helped restore my good humor. I think she felt pretty bad 'cause she gave me a fishie treat and treated the belly to a good scratch and nuzzle. My tummy is pretty cute:
Even Maddie couldn't resist!
From Washie:Let's face it: plotting to take over the world, tracking down my arch-nemesis, the elusive Seattle Beastie, napping, using the litter box, napping, continuing WrestleMania 2009 with Maddie, napping, and stealing bits of Deer's pita pockets can stress out any feline! Sometimes, you just gotta let your fur down and get your silly fidgets on!
Long known for what Deer calls "my happy feet", the first thing I did was to prance a bit on Macks' papers on the dining room table while he was trying to write on them. That was fun!Then, it was time to practice my tail yoga. I like to keep my tail most flexible and achieve a sense of inner peace through a series of poses.
At these times, my mind is at its clearest and I can often come up with my most creative solutions for finding the Seattle Beastie afterwards!After that, the only thing left on Silly Fidgets To-Do List was a game of Camera Cat & Mouse with Deer! She tries so hard to get me to stand still for pictures and I love, love, LOVE to convince here I'm going to stay in one super adorable pose...then, I fake her out but good just as she thinks she got the perfect picture of me and it turns out all blurry!
Whoa, dude, check me out...I'm psychedelic!
Let me tell you, she gets very, um, creative with her language after a while. Then I know its time for me to stop that game and give her a chin-scooch and smooch!
Hooray! It's finally here, National Napping Day! Not that ever stops us from partaking naps every chance we get, but it's nice to have it officially sanctioned!
We have no idea why Deer hates this day so much...she just grumbles about "losing an hour of sleep" and the "weekend is one hour shorter!" What's a weekend? She doesn't seem to fully appreciate the true and utter wonderfulness that is napping.
...well, maybe she does 'cause - as she had a hard time sleeping at all last night - she spent most of the afternoon cuddled up with us in very similar fashion:
From Washie:
Unlike you people, we felines keep things pretty simple. We structure our days around only 3 things: playtime, nap time and dinner time. We are bewildered, too, over your seemingly endless parade of holidays: Christmas, Passover, Thanksgiving, Halloween, Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, etc. etc. ETC! Again, we only have 2 holidays: National Take A Nap Day (in case you are not familiar with that, it happens the day after Daylight Savings Time...it's just around the corner!) and, from our Japanese counterparts, National Tuna Day (October 10). Speaking of which, imagine my great surprise when I was admiring my Japanese cousin's picture this month when I saw this!
Washington's Birthday?! Ok, I admit, I was pretty flattered when you holiday-happy humanz decided to make my birthday some sort of national day of jubilation! I was eager to learn more about this so one day, when Macks and Deer weren't looking, I hopped on the computer and Googled "Washington's Birthday". After concluding my research, I'm all the more convinced that humanz are even more confused than I previously thought!
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