Tag Archive: cats

Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Working at home

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Those things I call “cats, are finding the best positioning, and not for sleep. Just to add a bit of perspective; that red mug between them holds 20 oz. So far today… …the… Continue reading

Reverse insomnia

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I’m convinced that the world is an insane asylum, cats are the scientists observing our behavior, and dogs are the therapists who decide if you’ll have the chance to move to another planet… Continue reading

Home office cats

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  I have a home office. I can hear what you’re thinking! “Ho Hum, I thought this was going to be a funny post.” Presently, there’s a black cat in front of the… Continue reading

Things to do when you can’t sleep

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TONIGHTS FORAY INTO THE NO SLEEP ZONE Write a post.  Make some toast Surf the net Stroke a pet Drink some water. Call your daughter. Take a shower. Read an hour. Meditate Medicate.… Continue reading

Slivered bells….Slivered bells….It’s Catsmas time for the kitty.

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In honor of the fact that the cats just finished off the giblets. I guess you could say, “They gotta lotta guts.” …and no knowledge of punctuation. If you have a cat, you… Continue reading

Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Mess

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My desk is a mess; one guess why: Yes, the Tiny Terror strikes again.  Fortunately, my speakers are at the edge of my desk and fell into a box containing a comforter to… Continue reading

Feeling poetic? My cat is not amused

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My poetry is not world class literature. Possibly world class litter. Just ask my cats. Hai(cat)coup A mound of black whacks claiming his territory my computer screen. I told you it was bad.… Continue reading

The 2 a.m. wake-up cat strikes again.

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He looks so serene, sleeping on yesterday’s mail.     So far, I’ve had 5 hours sleep.  He usually awakens me at 3 a. m., but due to the ridiculousness of fall-back time, where… Continue reading

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

THIS SUCKS

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That’s as good an excuse as any I’ve heard. Unfortunately, it’s not true. Here’s what’s true: Once upon a midnight, clearly, head upon my pillow weary, after sleep (an hour, soundly) woke up… Continue reading