Iceheart Posted October 26, 2012 Share Posted October 26, 2012 Guys. This is NOT Mr. Fat. http://media-cache-ec2.pinterest.com/upload/228065168600123324_KL5pAN1P_c.jpg There are two of them! This IS Mr. Fat. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/iceheart/PA240160.jpg He was using the watering can as a pillow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
monkeygirl Posted October 26, 2012 Author Share Posted October 26, 2012 I believe it was a cat that floated the rumor that open butt is a sign of trust and respect. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Spam Posted October 26, 2012 Share Posted October 26, 2012 I love them both as if they were my own! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
danger Posted October 28, 2012 Share Posted October 28, 2012 finding baby oppossum in trash can - not terrifying like finding adult oppossum in trash can. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Spam Posted October 28, 2012 Share Posted October 28, 2012 baby o'possums are not cute. that's for sure. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
monkeygirl Posted October 28, 2012 Author Share Posted October 28, 2012 Big ones aren't eaither, but they're animals just as puppies and kittens are. ALSO: Fat and Faux Fat don't have necks! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Spam Posted October 28, 2012 Share Posted October 28, 2012 I love the weird looking fur and whiskers that come out weird parts of its snout! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted November 17, 2012 Share Posted November 17, 2012 Do birds go crazy when the days get shorter or something? Blue and Green are being destructive little ****s. Blue was actually kicking Green the other day, sidling up and karate kicking with her stubby little bird legs, which was hysterically funny. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
monkeygirl Posted November 17, 2012 Author Share Posted November 17, 2012 Mine are screaming at each other at the feeders and eating like hogs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Spam Posted November 17, 2012 Share Posted November 17, 2012 I thinking bickering birds is really just flirting. Also, Nanner poops smell. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
monkeygirl Posted November 20, 2012 Author Share Posted November 20, 2012 Everybody's poop smells. GUYS, I have a tale of woe. I'm doing split shifts this week and I have 43 minutes before I have to be on KOMO-YOUR SEVERE WEATHER STATION (rolly eyes here) so since bodega bay hasn't answered my latest round of most excellent questions and I don't have enough time to go get a mani/pedi, I will tell you The Tale of Jesús and The Charcoal Lighter with my miniscule amount of free time today. We're in the middle of getting our house re-piped so, in anticipation, I have cleaned the basement. It was filthy. I know it's going to get dirty in this process but I didn't want dirt falling in the poor guys' eyeballs while they ripped out our old plumbing. I figured I'd do a thorough spring-type clean and get ready for a divorce while cleaning, just in case. It'll happen, I'm just not ready yet, but he may be, so be prepared, right? I mean how many years am I gonna cart around vinyl records and ****. So there's whole other marital story that goes with this, but let's just say at this point in THAT part of the story, I was angry and putting things I'd set aside for donation/sale/dump run BACK where I'd found them. Jesús was supervising. I put an almost-full plastic container of charcoal lighter fluid on the laundry folding table and he was sitting next to it. When I looked up, he was sniffing at the top. I wasn't sure this was a good idea, so I called out to him to stop. He wigged a little and jumped to the floor, knocking the thing over in the process. It, OF COURSE, fell and broke, with his bulk landing in the middle of the splash. Then, he ran upstairs. it took a few minutes to corner him and considerable strength to get him into a sink of water. He likes water but here, he thought he'd been bad and was being punished. I was still pissed and he could hear it in my voice and was NOT GOING TO GET DROWNED. My gawd, I wish I had a pic of me shortly after the bath(s). I was grubby from cleaning in the basement, I smelled like lighter fluid and Dawn and I was sopping wet with mounds of cat hair all over me. He fought us tooth and nail-quite literally. He'd gotten some in his eye so we had to flush his eye out which made him crazy. He started that low growl that says "you're about to lose a limb, Chester!" and he latched onto my face like an Alien baby in that Sigourney Weaver movie, and he did it HARD. the second ex-husband had his body and was pulling on him while Jesús' claws found deep purchase in my right eyelid. You wouldn't believe how far out a human eyelid can stretch! He had to have 4 cleansings. I scrubbed between all his fingers and toes and had to cleanse his parts. He fought the entire time. Today, I have a most spectacular black eye. I say black, but in reality, it's black, green, purple and the most striking shade of rose red. I have bite marks on my eyelid and forehead. Jesús looks spectacular! I've never seen his fur that clean. The white is blinding and he's uniformly fluffy. pics forthcoming. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted November 20, 2012 Share Posted November 20, 2012 Pics of Jesus, or the beating he gave you? It's probably good you work in radio, and you don't have to explain yourself to viewers / make a makeup person really work for their paycheck. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cashmere Posted November 21, 2012 Share Posted November 21, 2012 Yikes, that is an intense cat bathing story. I had my husband give Pixie a bath the other night, and she was pissed, but she didn't fight beyond some minor growling. She gave us both dirty looks for the rest of the night though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
monkeygirl Posted November 21, 2012 Author Share Posted November 21, 2012 Pics of Jesus, or the beating he gave you? Both. He's a big boy-he's just very solid and sturdy and he does NOT **** around, even when he plays. I've joked before that if he catches a mouse, at least the thing will be dispatched immediately because he'd crush it flat with the first paw swipe. You do not play Fingers Under The Covers with Jesús. Now, this is my face-crushed like a mousie. Pics soon. I just gt home from a royally ****ed day to find we have hot water and full pressure in the bathroom. I'm now going to use all 80 gallons of the hotness in the new water heater. Then, the drinking commences. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted November 24, 2012 Share Posted November 24, 2012 I just had to take a time out from Christmas decorating to hold Mr. Fat and reassure him that all of the changes in his space are good things. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Spam Posted November 24, 2012 Share Posted November 24, 2012 HA! Tami! Are the bruises starting to heal? Has he forgiven you yet for the bath? Meeko used to pointedly leave any room I came in after a bath. Today Nanner finally came out of the shell and is playing wirth her toys, talks to me (she used to give a low meow hi) and has developed a love for wash clothes. She's carried off two clothes to her nap area from the kitchen. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted November 29, 2012 Share Posted November 29, 2012 Mr. Fat's new thing is to sit on my lap while I internet (that's actually an old thing), and smack my mouse really hard with his paw if he thinks I'm doing too much typing and too little petting (that's the new thing). I'm going to start calling him Little Bunny Foo-Foo if he keeps this up. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted November 29, 2012 Share Posted November 29, 2012 Also, I discovered "fun frames" on my dumbphone camera. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/iceheart/Image11262012155331.jpg http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/iceheart/Image11262012155604.jpg Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Copper Posted November 29, 2012 Share Posted November 29, 2012 FIND THE WILLOW! //< by aprilsaur, on Flickr Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted November 29, 2012 Share Posted November 29, 2012 I did it! I did it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cashmere Posted November 30, 2012 Share Posted November 30, 2012 Lulz for pirate kitty! And Willow is such a lucky pup to have a mom that takes her exploring in so many beautiful places! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted December 2, 2012 Share Posted December 2, 2012 I don't know what Mr. Fat rolled in, but the fur on his back is in gelled spikes, and he looks like he's auditioning for Jersey Shore. Someone talk some sense into my cat. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Spam Posted December 2, 2012 Share Posted December 2, 2012 HA! Pine sap would be my guess or something urine-y. Does it smell? Nanner has a rash on her nekid belly. I think it's a heat rash because she's groomed the fur off her belly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iceheart Posted December 2, 2012 Share Posted December 2, 2012 Definitely not pine sap (it's not sticky enough) or urine (no smell). He did manage to clean it off. Poor Nanner! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Spam Posted December 3, 2012 Share Posted December 3, 2012 HA! Maybe he just got wet somewhere. Handsome does that when he gets caught sleeping in the bushes by the house in the wee hours and the sprinklers come on. I was not home a lot this weekend (Christmas shopping and craft supply buying plus extra work business) so her separation anxiety went into high mode. She likes to lick her belly too much. It's a soothing thing. She's also taught Little to do that. Also the crocheted ornaments have been plucked delicated by a claw from the tree and batted around until they end up under the couch and she needs another one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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