They've started again with the cruel season. They put toys all over the house and then freak out when I play with them.
There's a tree full of shinies and danglies in the corner of the living room, but "NO! Don't touch!" happens when I get anywhere near it. I managed to get in a few minutes of exercise with several of the things they hung on it while everyone was somewhere else. First I had to un-stick the nice things from the tree, which was hard. Then I had fun chasing them around on the floor--at least until Dad came in and bellowed like an angry bull, "Mary! Come see what your cat did!"
They put pretty things on end tables and shelves too, but again, I'm just supposed to look at them. A grouping of half a dozen figurines in a little wooden shed sits on the coffee table. I knocked them onto the floor to see if they'd roll nicely on the carpet. Only one of them did, but that one was fun to bat around until it went under the piano too far for me to reach. Mom had to get the broom and use the handle to retrieve it, and she wasn't happy.
Yesterday Oldest Girl put some things under the tree wrapped in paper and decorated with bits of ribbon. The ribbon is fun to chew on, and the paper is easy to shred when you've got claws as nice as mine, but when she saw what I was doing, she swatted me! I had to escape up the tree, which set it to swaying back and forth, and then EVERYbody was upset.
I don't get this Christmas thing.
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 10, 2015
I've listed some pets we've had and their idiosyncrasies, and I invite you to share your list.
*A cat named Fred who went hunting with my husband, following at his heels like a hound whenever he left the house with a gun.
*A horse named Dolly who guarded the water trough and only let the cows and other horses drink when she felt they deserved it.
*A cat named Ching-a-ling who (somehow) climbed to the top shelf of a floor-to-ceiling bookcase and sat as still as a statue until just the right moment and then scared the bejeebers out of guests.
|My sister & I with Laddie and Ching-a-ling|
*A dog named Gertrude who slept on our bed without permission but never got caught. When you started up the stairs you'd hear a thump, and on the bed there would be a small imprint, but she'd be gone.
*A cow that absolutely hated one of my dad's shirts and would throw a fit if he came into the barn wearing it.
*A cat named Taz who sat on his rear like this--very undignified!
Dec 1, 2015
|Guess how this author picks winners for giveaways and such!|
Today's "honoree" is Janet, who has a book releasing today. She has two series published under pen names, and both are worthy of a read if you like cozy mysteries and haven't yet tried them.
The PTA Murders series is published under the name Laura Alden and features Beth Kennedy, recently divorced with two kids. When she gets drafted into more involvement in the local PTA, things start happening, and Beth is reluctantly drawn into sleuthing. The five-book series is notable to me because the humor is genuine, not derived from exaggerated characters who do unbelievable things.
Murder at the PTA
Foul Play at the PTA
Poison at the PTA
Curse of the PTA
Plotting at the PTA
See more here: http://www.amazon.com/Laura-Alden/e/B0058QKBH8
Janet's newer series, written as Laurie Cass, is the Bookmobile Cat Mysteries, which feature bookmobile librarian Minnie Hamilton and a cat named Eddie. Set in Michigan, the books again feature my type of humor, not zany but more observational, pointing out life's oddities in a droll way.
Lending a Paw
Tailing a Tabby
Pouncing on Murder DEBUTS TODAY!!!
See more here: http://catmystery.com/
There really is an Eddie, and he really does help out, as you see above.
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