Tag Archive: cats being cats

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A day in the life of my cat

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Mom gave me hamburger today.  I wanted tuna.   Humans are dumb! When it was still dark and she was sleeping, I meowed and meowed at mom.  She petted me all over. Why couldn’t… Continue reading →

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Weird things one thinks about at 5:00 in the morning.

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Went to sleep last night at 9:00pm.  Awoke at 5:00am to the sound of a dog panting.    Rottie Mutt had plunked down in front of the fan and was blocking Errrrr Dog’s… Continue reading →

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Four O’clock catty thoughts

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This  is my favorite picture of my favorite cat who is still alive. This is my favorite cat who died at 13 from a heart condition the vet said would kill him by… Continue reading →

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Almost Wordless Wednesday : Zen cat

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Tomorrow it is supposed to be 87F in North Florida…perfect walking weather. That’s when I Zen out. Other Brother Coon Cat has his own version of a Zen moment. OBCC loves meditation music. … Continue reading →

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Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Speechless

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  I’m here with my $758 kitty, who was in the kitty hospital for 2 days with a blocked urethra.  He’s standing in front of the keyboard, as usual, so I have to… Continue reading →

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#Cat help (more like a #writers nemesis)

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This is my ever-present “helper,” Able to leap onto my keyboard in a single bound, and whose feet have more brain power in them than his head. Remember the old Bob Newhart series… Continue reading →

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Not-quite-Wordless Wednesday

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    ©Joelle (I need my own house) LeGendre

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The writer’s not-quite-bright cat

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Other Brother Coon Cat (OBCC) is about to find my last nerve and stomp on it. . I was sleeping soundly when, around 11:45, I heard a BAM, a rustling of bushes, and… Continue reading →

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$366 Cat

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Other Brother Coon Cat (aka OBCC)  is middle-aged  — almost 9 years old.  This weekend he was going to the litter box at least once every half hour, most of the time nothing… Continue reading →

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…and the cat wins again

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I pick it up, he knocks it down, my desk is clean, I turn around, there’s cat hair wedged within the keys and claw marks decorate my knees. He chews upon my tortured… Continue reading →