i has claws.
you is naked. you does teh math.
priavcy is a rare commodity dese dayz
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5 minus 2??
ummm…three? yore math skillz as gud as yore spelling skills? jist wondering.
uh, ets lyke teh old joke abowt the guy who was so dumb be could onli count to 21…with hes klothes off… (hee hee)
O.
doan furgit to interjek sum poysun in ur calculashun
ooooo…klaws wiff injektable poysin…DON”T WANT!!!!!!
wingspeed of the african swallow?
fickle finger of fate
is fickle
math=10 poynteey endz–I git it, i kan count dat high
whoaa…Karen…hats off two yoo!!!
an afturr u cleen up teh blud, mebbe u cud uze sum tilex an el-boe grees in heer.
ewww…bludd in teh shower…now dat’s jest PSYCHO!!!
Heer is teh maths:
1 x 1 shower = 2 small for yoo!
to Daisy an hur Mommie…I lubs yore websight!!! (eye wish eye knowed how 2 doo dat!)…I nebber saw a kerly kat; she’s adorable! I likes hurr beeg eers, butt she alzo looks kwite fetching in her pink outfit an hatt.
Gee, thanks! It is eesy, just tayke lots of fotos. I acshully lykes to ware teh clothings. I was borned wif teh kerly furs.
I has pose-abel fumms–wadder comez out wiff a grip ob teh hand, an a twist ob teh rist–wach, i show joo! Opps, i cloast teh door–have a nyce shower, my priity kitteh!
nootr ur hyoomins…….cuntroll teh poppyoolashun, an teh hyoomin wil nebbr eeven miss hiz ballz, rite?
oooo—I here teh fone wringing…bbl…
i’m in yer showar…
WTFreak am i in yore showeer four?
git meee-ooww t. now!
my ex-trackable claws won, yore possable fumbs–zero
ore praps yore possable fumms–two; my poynt-outable clawz–ten…iderway, joo loose!
put sum freekin klose on!!! yore freekin mii out!!!
This reminds me of the the time that I had a laser pointer and my husband was in the shower. I put the lazer pointer up on the shower curtain and our kitten FLUNG herself onto the curtain, knocking the bottom of it into the tub.
[In my defense, I didn't put the pointer there for more then a second and I had no idea she'd leap five feet off the floor after it when she was five inches high at the time]
Then she came down off the shower curtain, and because the bottom was now IN the tub as opposed to outside she slipped right down under it and into the Land Of Water. She was a very unhappy kitten, trying very hard to get out but claws have no purchase on bathtubs so she looked for the next best thing to climb and that…that was my husband. (he always neglects to tell people he didn’t actually get clawed because she had the shower curtain moved over her to protect her from the spray and she climbed up that and out)
We were very concerned about her at the time, but looking back it is now hilarious.
yU know, Zutto, I wuz jest reedin a buch by Temple Grandin–an anyimil expert who iz also autistic–, called “Animals in Translation” She haz a sekshun in her buch about how catz R so compelled to chase layzers, that they cannaught NAUGT chase dem. It relates to there pray-seeking instink, I fink. Yore storee illustrye…ilistrat…shows how troo dis is, an its sumfing wii shud keep in mind wen wii “play lazor” wiff are kittehs. I rekkommend this buch two awl–eye’z larned soo mush frum it.
I has a kitteh who duzzn’t chase lazers. He figgered owt teh lazer izn’t catchible! I red “Animals in Translation” too an I fink Ms Grandin iz mush better wit cowz an sheeps and fings. Nawt prediterz laik kittehz. But tehn, i iz autistik 2 an kittehz has alwaiz bin a sekund langwidg 4 me, so i has got teh edvantige!
Callista, onlee wun ov r kittehs chases teh lazer lite…. de udder tu… dey no lyke it so mush…. one say ‘hmph! Ai no seez nuffin….’ teh udder sez, ‘Waz dat little red fingymabob? oh… ish not nuffin ai kin eets’ and runs awai!!
I tink iz kewl dat kittehs r sekund langwidg 4 u! mai son tinks dat he kin tawk to da kittehs an dey unnerstans hims…. wii calls him ‘dr doolittle’ sumtimes…. and sometiems, it means ‘dr do littel’ cuz hims no likes to be tol whut to do! LOL!
hi, callista!
i lookt at yer sight an red sum ob yore poasts–is nice too git 2 no yew!
Kitkay…. Ai jus bin intr…entru… tol ’bout Temple Grandin…. dere is a bideo where she tawks ’bout deep sea divin…. she seems pritty kewl… mai middl hethen haz Aspergers Syndrome – dats how I foun owt ’bout her…. mai son tinks shez kewl, tu, ‘cuz he LOBS animals – exspeshilly kittehs! I’ll hab to git dat buk…. is it sumthin mai son kin reed, tu? (he reeds on a 12+ grade level…. but is 11 … elebenty? LOL!)
Yeh. Iz no bad words or nuffin. Shud be Ok 4 eleven yr old.
Oh, are your heathens your children–human ones? and one has Asperger’s? That is interesting! We cheezpeepz are a motley bunch of fastinating people, I think. I can’t wait until we have some kind of convention where we can meet one another.
Your son will probably enjoy Grandin’s book. The tone of the book is rather casual, which seems a little odd to me, for a scholar, but it makes me laugh sometimes because she is obviously immensely brilliant in her field. ( Mind you I am a VERY picky reader/writer). And Grandin’s first language is not LANGUAGE; she has a co-author who understands her work, and thus much of the style results from this co-author.
I think you are right, Calista, in that Grandin’s expertise is many with livestock–especially cattle–her favorite animals. She writes about other animals such as dogs and cats, but she often relates antecdotes friends tell her about their pets, and she uses these to help her reason about and understand that species/breed. Such as in the case of the cats who can’t not chase the laser. She will admit that she is not an expert at these particular animals, but, I must add, she has some amazing insights about genetics/breeding in animals, including Labrador Retrievers–very interesting. (I have a Labby).
So it seems to me that you guys have some pretty smart cats, and lucky ones, too since they have empathic owners. But I still enjoyed Zutto’s story about the cat and the shower curtain!
Yep, Kitkay: 3 bois: 20, 11 and 8 (in 5 dayz!!LOL!)…. but ai also haz 3 gurli kittehs – dey NAWT heethens, fur shur – mush moar refyned! Mai udder ‘naym’ iz ‘momof3heathens’… but, kin beez tu lawng tu type, so, ai shortened!
11 yo is mai AS boi…. whata trip! He’s mai own built-in straight man! Such a literal boi! He lubbbbs our kittehs soo mush…. lubbs all aminals, reely…. mai verry mos faboritists pitchur ebber is when he wuz ’bout 3 and him mommahkitteh wuz nappin wif him…. berry, berry sweet! She is his ’service aminal’ at home: himz upset, she jes appears outta nowhere and sits necks tu himz…. he petts her an feel better… she sits awn his lap when he iz doin hims homewurk, tu – teh weight helps him to focus a bit better….. shes a superawesumwunder kitteh, tu mii!
Teh mos awesum, doh, is dat she nebber EBBER cumplains: himz also OCD and ‘picks’…. and will pick her fur (haz ebben picked her wiskars!!!) – an she nebber wunce mayd a peep or mew ’bout it – she lubbs him, fur shur, moar dan her own lyfe, ai know.
Callista and Kitkay – thanks for the review and reccomendashun! We’ll run owt and git it today, ai finks….
OK: so I heard this story once, long time back – woman calls paramedics, her husband is butt naked, out cold and face down on the kitchen floor with his head in the cabinet under the kitchen sink. the paramedics arrive and ask ‘what happened?’ and the woman can barely stop laughing long enough to tell them “he decided to fix the leak under the sink before he went to work, without putting on pants, and our new kitten thought he was her new toy – he hit his head so hard on the pipes that he knocked himself out”
Stend, u haz da bestestest storees! Dat made me splork mai kawfeee! LOL!!
I heard that story, too… but the ending was that they had already put him on the stretcher to carry him out to the ambulance and when the wife explained what happened to him, they laffed so hard they dropped him off the stretcher.
I heard that one, only in the one I heard he’d decided to fix the pipes naked and their dog went up and licked his butt.
oh howz ai wishes diz weer trooo, but wiff awl teh verryashunz awn it……leedz me to suspek taht wat we hab heer iza “urbun lejend”…….
but ai laffeded oawt loud awn taht storrii
salleh!! Yoo know awl the urban lejends? Has yoo red the buks? Is so, may ai ask wich wuns?
Buh a loht o’ urbun lejend basud on trooth. Mahbe a puppeh did lic da buht, or mahbe teh kitteh did attuck teh thesties.
ok. reel storeh from mah fambly.
grate grandaddeh wuz farmer. wun nite dare wuz kommosh- comots- *sigh* NOIZE comin from chikken koop. so grate grandaddeh runned 2 da winder an frow open da sash (yep, like nite b4 chrissmiss) an luk owt. goggeh came from beehine an stukk cold nosey up grate grandaddeh nite shurt. grate grandaddeh hed hit da bottom of winder, and big hevvy winder falled on him an he were catched in da winder, arms owtside, legs inside an hollerin 4 grate gramma 2 halps him.
she wuz laffin… cudden halps… leestways nawt rite away…
i finks so menny fings happent wif da chikkens. grate grandaddeh also sat on a chikken in da owthowse. dint see da chikken. guess chikken were cornfuze an went in enny open dore…
Teh “Surprize Cold Doggeh Nose in teh Behine” iz also the final punchlion in Garrison Keillor’s latest buk “Pontoon.” Hoep ai hazn’t dun a spoiler dere!
anyone who “splorks” their kaffee, is O.K. in my book. onward, dude……
Y peoples walk aroun nekid all de tymes? Y?!
Furr know speshul raison
U mossly walk aroun nekid in teh shower, neh? Kuz it shud be kalld teh “shower an close-washin” if u diddnt.
Y kittehs walk aroun nekid all de tymes? Y?!
Wot iz thier excyoose?
Kuz tehy iz beyootiful enuff 2 do it!
Iffen U libbed in teh hot, hot Florinada, U wuod waks roun nekkid 2
cud it be, cud it be? cud it possiblee be – Teh Yung Nekkid Gy?!
Ai dunno. Fur shur it iz A nekkid gy. Ai’m nawt quite shur teh arm iz gud lukking enuf fur our YNG – hoo iz VERREE hansum.
It kood juzt be a guy wit a nekiid arm and nawt-nekkid rest of heem. We kans nawt see teh rest of heem. Mebbe taht is a good fing.
Oh noes; Teh Yung Nekkid Gy (TTNG) do not hav harey rists. I lukked las tyme he wus dooin mai irnin in the Nawty Barn. I no luk anywair elss, reely, iz troo, promiss.
Dis is jus A Nekkid Gy (ANG). Hee carnt do irnin nor nuthin.
Pleh, If a nekkid guy cant do irnin, wut gud izzy?
Oh wait I jus fot of sumfing. . .
Taht’s rite: Mowin teh lorn!
mmmmmm…. *dreemeh sigh*
washin da car – wait 4 its – - – - after kleenin it owt.
oooh.
kthnx. i fulfilled nao.
Pls past de martoonies whilst I tink bout dis.
I kwit smokin the stinky cigs in August after maneey years. Now, fur sum strange reazon, I wants one
U no, Ai had 2 ware sum nyce cloze yesserday, en Ai wuz irnin dem, en Ai fawt 2 maiself “iz not as much fun irnin cloze in dis londree room az it iz in teh nawty barn.”
OOOHHHES NOOOOES !!!11!!! I misded the original tqwkees abut TYNG and ANG …OOOHHH ruint my DAY!! where is dey starded, dem treds of de TYNG??
peese?
It awl started wit teh CPR cat…..
http://icanhascheezburger.com/2007/11/07/cpr-cat-leaps-into-action/
oh fanks Ambercat….ai jest gotted laost obber awn dat wun….musta misseded it…..takez a loanwg tyme to reedz a posty dat loanwg…….
but it WAZ full ob teh awe a winsum…….
dese ar der funne peepulz round heer..
shood maekz a bookz oauwt ob teh funniestest partz but wood need 10p putez werkin simo…simul….cimol….at teh saem time……an dey had bedder be fastest wuns tooo.
Hai, Grammiekit – yoo haz been goan fur a long tiem!!! This has been going awn fur quite sum tiem – eversince – well – do yoo want to know taht the hansum YNG iz usualllee to be found in teh nawtee barn, whar he duz teh irining an servez martoonies?
At leest he taeks showrs an has teh kleen fingernayls – tihs big improovment awn moest ob teh Yung Gys (nekkid oar odderwys) taht Ai knoe!
yU know, Zutto, I wuz jest reedin a buch by Temple Grandin–an anyimil expert who iz also autistic–, called “Animals in Translation” She haz a sekshun in her buch about how catz R so compelled to chase layzers, that they cannaught NAUGT chase dem. It relates to there pray-seeking instink, I fink. Yore storee illustrye…ilistrat…shows how troo dis is, an its sumfing wii shud keep in mind wen wii “play lazor” wiff are kittehs. I rekkommend this buch two awl–eye’z larned soo mush frum it.
srry, dis wuz ‘post too post unnder Zutto’s comint–awl re-doo.
OT: Mai kitteh Amber telld me Ai has teh mowsie unner mai frij – so Ai pu-u-u-ulls teh frij owt form teh warl, fyn lots ob lost kibbles an Amber favrit toi. Ai aks her if taht wot she saw an she ses, “No Mummah; is a mowsie” an she hunkers daon Bhyn teh frij – 5 minits layter she coms in teh lounj wit teh teentiny mowsie in her mouf! Ai trys to get her to taek it owtsyd but she ses “Is mai mowsie – Santa brort it fore me, Ai plai wit it heer! *bat bat bat, plai plai plai* Oh, its gorn unner teh bukcayse….Ai go get anodder!” So nao Ai tinks Ai has a mowsie nest in mai frij, in mai kichin, eeting mai fuds!
Oh mai!!! In teh winter. This is a terribul thing – an bringz bak an awld, veree traumatic memree.
wehn ai wuz in grad skool in Ann Arbor (U of Mich), ai wuz living in a small apartment wif a frend. We had a kitteh – Pooh Bah. In teh winter, Pooh Bah did just waht Amber did – cawted a mouse. Ai saved teh mouse (so ai thot) an putted him ourside. Ai thot he would run awai an be safe sum where.
Ai lukked out later – mouse was gone. But a few weekz later – teh snow an ice melted . . .an ai needz nawt tell yoo teh rest. Ai sat rite down an craied – an ai haz nebber furgotten it. *sniff*
Ai did gif him a liddle funeral an a lufflee liddle grave, tho.
what ai did nawt say. . .wehn ai putted him out teh door, he did nawt run away. He turned – standing up – an lukked at mee sadlee. An then ai shut teh door. Teh luk in hiz aiz – it hauntz mee to this day.
isit bedder to be batted aroun an aroun torchewously by a kitteh, ore to freez to deff nyce an quik in teh cold misshigone winter?
Neither ar teh choyses ai wud hav wished fur the kyoot liddle guy. Ai wuz verree yung – ai think ai cudda dun bedder.
No, Janet, u reely cudnt hav, unless u bot him a cage an a wheel an invited teh rest of his fambly. But wild mowsies carry dizeez, dont furget. Dere is not much u can do about nachur, reely.
JCH4K: Wen mai boi kitteh was a yung an mytee huntr (he tinks abowt it nao, an cud ifn he wontd, but iz too much trubble an he dont wont too get his paddy paws coald) ai allwais had howse rool NO HUNT PLAI KILL IN DA HOWSE! Owtsidz he deelz deth but ai resq beests an burds he fetchd inna howse.
Sumtiems ai tink I cudda dun bedder. Also tink maibee cudda dun bedder in wen too maik rite dessijun bout sendin frendz too ranebo bridj.
Maibee we sumtiems rong, but we allwais keep traiing to do best for littul beests.
Gandhi: “The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated”
(Gandhi wuz grate sole – but rubbish at lolspeak!)
JCH4K, I nao wat u meen bout habing a moment wif a creature still haunt u todai.
I can luk bak at fings an wif hind site, maek a better decision. But, wif eberyfing in life, we do teh bestest we can at teh tiem. If u maek a decision wif lub in ur heart, itz usually teh rite won, or at least teh best u can do at teh tiem. Dats awl we can ask ov ourseffs.
We awl learn an grow froo teh yeers, and nao I maek better choyces dan I did before – I hope. Mah onwee cumfurt is dat I know dat in mah earlier yeers, I alwais tried to maek teh bestest choyce, and dat I alwais did it wif much contemplyshun an lub – neber haphazzardly.
I doan nao wat else u cudda dun wif teh liddle mowsie guy. U saved him from a prolonged nom nom in teh libing room. U did ur bestest fur him.
I verrry mush beleev dis, tu, Romeow….. ai trai verry hard tu du dis – tu forgib maiself… wii kin onlee do teh bes we kin wif whut wii hab at teh tyme….
ai gree wif doctorcat, iz nawt mush we canz do bowt teh naycher.
Janet, ai fink yu’z berry kind tu menny animulz an peepz. yur stoary remynd me ub wun ub teh moast byootiful poems ebber ritten. in witch a farmer borked a mowsie’s nest bai misstaek jus befoar winter:
http://www.robertburns.org/works/75.shtml
(((((JCH4K)))))
thankz fur teh lufflee pome, moe. an teh lemon tee an hawt choklit. Awl three ar verree comforitng. Ai remembered the pome, but cudn’t remember hoo roted it – so nao ai has it again.
Ai knows ebereebuddee heer luvs the animalz verree mutch – so we haz awl goan throo thingz liek this. Yoo know, in mai bible (A Christmas Carol), Hell is basicallee depicted as seeing peepl (and bai extenshun, animals) in need an nawt being able to do it – halp them. Taht iz Marley’s cruel fate. An so it iz – awl those times we cud nawt help. . .
JCH4K – u did bes u culd…. kitkay is rite… doctorcat iz rite, tu… iz a ‘no win sitchuashun’ fer da liddle mowse…. an fer da Janet, tu…….
{{{{{Janet}}}}}
Thank yoo guise so mutch. Ai still feel bad, becuz ai can still see him so cleerlee – but ai do feel a liddle bit bedder.
Yoo know – it iz odd about sum animalz. Ai wuz in Tunisia wunz – down in teh harbor in Carthage – an there wuz this grate beeg gray kitteh lying on sum boxes (wif sum otter kittehs) – an ai luked in hiz ai – an ai went *gasp* – wai, ai KNOW you. An it seemed he sayed teh same thing wif hiz aiz. Ai petted him an tawked to him fur a bit – an then ai had to leeve.
But wehn ai left, he stood up an lukked after mee – ai turned around to wave gudbye – an he wuz still lukking. That akshullee hasn’t happened awl that offen.
Ai lyke dat storie, JCH$K. Ai furmlee bleeves wee has teh kindrid spirrits in teh aminals rown us,
oh, janet, dats nice storree. i has falled in lurve wif menny old frenz i just meet. wen happens, dat meen commiunikayshun goin on at deep lebbel. berry meeningfulls.
an i knows hao u feels bout “i cudda/shudda/wudda did betterer”. we awl has dat. i still upsett bout a fambly of newborned mousies dat sumwun bringed 2 meh at wurk. finded dem in hims car after gotted owta storridje. whole litter fitted in mah wun hand. no such fing as mowsie formula. no bottel or droper small enuff. i called expert animal resq folk on da phone. dey telled meh deres no way 2 raize da mowsie behbehs wifout da momma. dey say feed em 2 snakes. wun guy sawded meh wif awl dose behbehs and sayed “stomp ‘em”. i was craiin. ended up – i cudden do nuffins. i took back 2 guy in warehowse where dey was finded and gibed dem 2 him. i cudden talk berry mutch. i just sayed, “I can’t. I can’t.” i doan knows whut he did wif dem. i felt berry berry bad. hart braked 4 behbehs an 4 momma.
see, janet, we prolly awll has dat kinda storree. an iff we sensitives, still bodder us long time. u dint meen 2 hert littel mowsie. i dint meen 2 let behbeh mowsies down. mebbe we crais a littel, has sum choklitt, an nex time we find betterer way.
daers song by thrice dat say:
as long as we live
every scar is a bridge
to someone’s broken heart
nao we got a bridj.
IBK….. yur storee mayks me crai….. cuz, yur rite: dere iz storee lyk dis 4 mos ebberyone who lubs enny annymals….
but, iz natchur….. an Aim glad tu hab mai hubbeh, whu haz de more ‘environmental’ heart dan ai du…. he unnerstans haow natchur wurks better dan ai du. an he can mayk dos berry hard decishus whut mai big heart cant…
Ai lyk berry mush whut you sai at de end, IBK…. mayks berry mush sense tu me…. tank yu fer puttin in wurds….
{{{3 heevens}}} an {{{janet}}}
wisht i had sumbuddy 2 halp wif dose deesizions. i gots hard hedd an soff hart.
heer, ai bringz sum lemmin tee an hawt choklit. halp yrselfs, ebberybuddyz. an heer iz boks ub tishooz iff enny buddy want — ai wen to getz it after reedin awwl teh storyz, an memembering sum ub mai own. cum an hab a cup ub tee, it maek yu feel bedder.
it jest showz to go ya….u nebber noes WAT u’ll fine ur cheezfrenz up to…..ai hab been reedin awl sede thos an stories an sittin heer wiff teerz runnin dwon my fase……
IBK…ai jest a liddle jellus…u at leest gotz a hard hed….ai been gonin fro life wiff an sowft hart ana sowft hed…..silleh but troo…..iz berry hard…..
an Janet ……..
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ Janet }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
weerd how dose fingz haunt u huh????
dis gonna sound pretti silleh ( iz mi middle naem) ……but jest last week, affer teh ranye…ai sawed a lidle wormy guy awn teh sidewalk……noj lik wormy guys (oar sluggies oar snails oar SNAKES) but ai feeled bad fur days dat ai coodn’t (eeeewwwwww) pik himz up an poutz him bak ina grasssess……
ai fink ai’ll carriy teh liddle rubbery glubes naow so ai dont hab to walkies awai animoar…..
salleh – yoo nebber fail to maek mee smile. Ai hav been moving worms an slugs off ov sidewalks fur yeers! Ov corse, ai grew up awn a farm, so ai don’t reelee mind piking them up – must bee careful is awl. Ai usuallee just use a handee leaf ov some kind.
Snakez ar nawt bad either. As long as yoo know taht they doo nawt bite!
Salleh, u kin allus borro mai middel hethen fur yer walkz – himz pikz up wurrmies alla tyme!
Him haz berry sof heart, tu……. well, exsept fur teh flying buggles…. him skert ov dem! Himz been nown tu tak rolypolyz owt uv teh baftub an tayk dem owtsyde!
Yur middle heathen soundz liek a grate guy! Peepl wif the berrey soft hearts may get tehm broken moar offen, but in the long run, ai think they ar purrhaps happier peepl.
Yesh, tanks, Janet – himz gud kid! Himz kin beez verry trying and verry dif’cult sum daiz…. but we allus mememburrs dat he nawt allus trying to be trying! LOL!
Himz wunna doz kiddos u tawk tu an sez, ‘Howdya get so smrt?’ an himz sez, ‘ I don’t know – I guess I was just born this way’ wif a verry strate fayce and tone…. himz de BES straight guy! He hez wicked send ob hyomor (lubbbs dis site!!), but den, sum silleh fings go rite obber himz hed! (part of the Aspergers – misses social cues) punz, sarcasm – I haz tu ’splain lawts tu him… but datz part uv whut maykes him so funneh!
An, himz wif oar kittehs? Das wehn himz happeh-est…. when himz kuddel and shmooz wif a kitteh…. oar a goggie….. oar a birdie…. or mayk-bleve dragons an dinosoors…. anyfing udder dan peeples or flying buggels!
U’s is ohly n’ trible if u has cormz
Mai howse fayces open land an Amber offen brings in teh mowsies an teh shrooos an birdies, yushully in a terminul condishun! She plais wit tehm an tehn crunches tehm up, at abowt 3 ayem, in teh doorwai ob mai bedroom! Tihs is ok – nawt grate, but ok – is wot kittehs do. But Ai donut lyk teh ideah ob a hole famblee ob livving mowsies in mai howse! Ai tink Ai will ignor it an mebbee it gose awai…
Maybee Amber will fix ebbrething foar yoo. She soundz liek a verree cat-liek kitteh, hoo knowz her dooty an duz it wifout flinching!
Odderwys, it’ll be Major Pleh, reportink fore doody!
Updayt: Amber has corted teh mowsie an tihs tym Ai got her to taek it owtsyd. We has to wayt an see if tehre R enneemoer mowsies, unner teh frunichur!
Itz bin mai spreeriense dat wen ders wun mowsie, ders moar. An if dey gets tu chooing teh lectric coards an such, moar problims can ensoo.
But Amber sowns lyke gud kitteh foar dis problim. Mai kitteh Mouche (ober teh Raynbo Brije nao fur fyve yeers) wuz no gud wif the mowsies: wun tyme a mowsie bumpped in tu her frum teh bak, an shee jus luked arownd lyke “wut wuz dat?”
Dis is why ai luvs mai 2 INDOOR kittehz an there bug ketching! Ob kors we livz in a sittee wher ther iz bad peepulz an karz an other nawt-nize fings for kittehz, so insaid iz mush smarter. Iz mush smarter in most plazes.
Callista, da indore/owtdore maik for lotz of argufyin between peeps hoo AWL luvs
thair kittehs, an trais too do rite by thair kittehs.
Iz not so simpul, an ai not think argufyin rite for ICHC.
Thair is whut ai think is gud poynts mayde on both sydes at: http://www.messybeast.com/indooroutdoor.htm
We cannawt let our kittehz be outside. We ar in the countree – an cars drive VERREE fast on ar rode. And we hav teh coyotes – an otehr animals.
Ai wud liek to put up a fence fur teh cats – liek “Purrfect Fence” so tehy cud go out – but they must be saife.
izzer a plaise u cood putz up a screemed in rum???? almostest as gud !!!
mi belobbed kitteh Jack (teh wun eeyd bandit hoo stoleded mi hart awai) waz deffly allerjic to flee bites …….but ebbery noaw an den he wood escspes owt teh front dor..
he waaz the whyte floofy kitteh…an he wood RUN to teh dirt unner teh reddywood tree,
an ROLLL arond til teh onli whyte fing awn himz waz a liddle whyte spot awn hiz faze….
an den wood STRUT into teh howse sayin “yesh !!!! ai is a FILTHY beest!!!”
he waz sooo proud.!!!
an den ai wood habb to takez him to teh kitteh washerz…..*sigh*
oh my, did he hab to fun doin taht tho…..
Dats won ov teh reesuns I neber eber use bug spray or plant spray or nuffin either in teh howse or outta teh howse. Nawt onwee can it b bad fur us, butts I fraid dat iffs mah kittehz eetz a bug wif poysin on it, it will maek her sick.
I can’t stop mah neighbors frum spraying, but I neber do it on mah property.
Betcha Ambercat will taek care ob probum fer U. My teeny tiny Caroline took care ob a mousie fambly for me. Ai tinks mousies an wite rats are cute. Had a pair of white rats 40 yrs ago. Lots and lots of babbehs. The ratties don’t live but a couple years. Anyway,, Caroline found the mousies outside, and brought one to me and played wit it ina house. Then tooked it out. But she brought the udders in, 2 and 1 got away from her and died under the Chinese chest. That was bery ebident in a 3,2 dais. Tooked wile to findz, berry gaggy. But she got them all an nao no mores mousies.
ah Ambrcat…..ai sees taht u hab mastereded i oawn partikular meffud ob deelin wiff stuff ai dont noes wat o do about !!!!
mi Mommeh tagt me…..iz “teh Ostrij Theory” awl u do iz stik ur hed ina neerby pile ob sand …..
erksz fur me !!!!
stoopy stiky keybord..#^*^%%$^&^^%$$
taht suppoeded to be WERKZ fur me..
*sigh*
I wud say not maff so much as fizzix, ackshully. Lessee, teh velocity of teh kitteh jumpin strayt up. . .
but U need da math to du the physiks
I fink YNG haz da math: luk in bottom ub pitchur…. he haz da pink math…
wayt…. YNG has da PINK bath math….. ::shudder::
Troo–dass why I never took fizzix!
Orunjj Kitteh goez 2
grayt lengffz 4 sum prybissee.
Hewmin shoodz knoez dis
Kitteh lykez t3h kool
andz slikk ubz t3h Rayn Bawks. Az
lawng az it no Raynz!
Hewmin’z at diskteenkt
disadvantijj. Shoodz bakk awff.
Leeve Kitteh aloan
Jack.
Yes, yes he shud!!!!!LOLZ
Bakk awff boogaloo!
ftw!! i memembers da song – an i memembers da boogaloo!!
shud bees da innerestin dants for nekkid guy…
*heddesk*
*pulls up chare, wates fur showtyme*
Don press me dood…not unless you want merkin ‘o fury
(i lurn wat “merkin” is from another ichc pic….the tings u kin pick up round here!)
merkin O’ fury FTW !!!
i still finks bout da merkin maded 4 lassie goggeh. k. dat wun jobb i nebber wants. srsly. do not want.
worser dan putting ons da goggeh merkin…??
takin it orf…
haaaaark.
He Leaps! He Bounds! He’s got his kit-teh on!
Fine, fine…i go sit down in the corner now, hmph….
Manee, mannee yearz ago, I would take mornin sponge bathz & mi kitteh Faustina wud rush into deh bathrum an jump on deh sinc 2 wash me wash up.
1 dai, she didn’t qwite land rite, an fell, an as she waz fallin, she grabbed 4 sumting to katch her which waz MY LEG!!!! OUCH!!!!! Iz screamed in PAIN & she hid Bcauze she thought Iz was mad.
Ob course, once I cleaned up deh blud frum deh 4 inch scratch on my thi… I found her & gav3 her lotz of snorglez to let her kno I still lubbed her. (I also kept deh bathrum door closed when I washed in de morning fur a couple of we3ks…..)
Pore liddle kitteh. Ai haetz it wehn we has to scare them liek that. Ai’m shur she wuz mutch bedder wif teh snorglez. EBERRYtingz bedder wif snorgelz.
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(whispers)
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haa!!! Furst tym ai reed dis, ai reed ‘u knows dey doan NEED instruktions’
bof rite!!
Go aheds… mayks mai day.
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I remember story that may be censored by ICHC….
My best friend was still a newlywed and rescued a little kitten. She and her husband were enjoying their marital relations a la goggie style. The kitten saw something moving that looked similar to her toy balls. Using her 5 pointy ends, she smacked it. Husband howled in pain, friend called me laughing instead of providing first aid for her husband, and they made sure to always close door!
nope! nawt sensored!! an berry funneh.
wun time in diffrent position, mah kitteh comed up an bit mah boyfren onda nosie!!
rofl
k. mebbe wuz funnier at da time… u hadta bees dare…
dat IZ funneh!!
an, noe….. don needz tu bees dere tankuverrymush….
rofl!!
uhmm…. *ahem*
U noes ur gettin owld when de kitteh klimbs up and taykes a nap on yer backsyde whil in… enfl…. elflagrante delicto!
kitteh sez ’secks….. ur takin tu lawng’….
roflololollll!!
omigourd!! hahahaha!! ur killin meh!!!
fankyoo, fankyoo…. ai’lll beez here awl wiikend!
*tayks bow*
its a good thing I now live by myself because I don’t have to explain to anyone why I am sitting here howling so hard that I started to cough9with tears running down my face). The kittehs could care less, but the goggies now have more proof that mom is totally nuts
i no like teh idea of kitteh swiping extended claus between mi legs
Tahts a baaad scene it herts just to thinc bout it
iffin ai wuz a gai, ai wudnt evver…..
Bak a wai frum teh shower nob. Bak sloly awai, an nobuddy gets hert. mebbee.
Tynee shower stall.
or
Hyooge kitteh.
U deside.
knext sounde herd: AAHHHHH
vwa ha ha ha ha!
ok, i’m done
poor thing looks scared………..
u sho ‘im kitteh! datll teech ‘im two gihv u da gwoss kitteh food!
uuh do any of u geddit?
the ketteh has advatage! lol
That’s a tiny shower
oh teh noez!!! diz pic haz made meh get some bad thotz!!!