Check this out folks. What a bunch of wacko's. Everyone knows cats don't take baths willingingly. I bet this guy was getting ready to ambush the dog. (or maybe his person)
Credit for this photo goes to the blogger at catsinsinks.blogspot.com. Check out the website if you get a chance, and check out a baby picture of me - Baby Eddy.
This is what's pissing me off today.
My person thinks its fun to tie a piece of fabric to an elastic band and chase me all over the house with it at 7:00 a.m. NOT SO MUCH. This is the same person who was involved in the disappearance of my testicles. Does she really think that I want to be her friend and play silly games with her.
What have I done so far today.
This morning, about 4:23 a.m. I woke up, found myself to be hungry and without a single kibble in my bowl. So, I thumped down the hallway and sat in front of my people's bedroom door and started knocking to come in (or alternatively for one of them to come out and feed me). No one responded, so I continued knocking and then started talking to them through the door. I am a very loud talker at 4:27 a.m. Finally the female person got out of bed and opened the door - she apparently didn't realize that I didn't really want to come in, I wanted food. I jumped up on the bed and the male person pushed me off. This continued for approximately 10 minutes until I got bored and left in a huff, went over to the dog and batted him upside the head. Which started off a chain reaction whereby he barked at me, I jumped 3 feet straight up in the air, fell to earth with a crash and started running back down the hall with the dog in hot pursuit. It was too dark for the dog unfortunately and he ran straight into the closet door (which I had thoughtfully opened earlier to check if there was any food in there - there wasn't).
By this time, the male person is making loud noises of his own and the female person has the pillow over her head pretending she's asleep. Finally everything settled down about 4:57 a.m. when the female person put the dog in the other bedroom and me downstairs in the laundry room. Thankfully my bathroom is down there because all the excitement caused me to get a nervous stomach.
The rest of the day has been pretty quiet in comparison. I wonder why my people are not nocturnal.
1 comment:
Hey Fat Eddy. I just love your blog! Funny how it is usually the female person who responds and understands the language of the cat. Lilybelle and Amber (cat and dog) at our place have a very similar life, occasionally recorded at my blog.
We have tried ignoring puss bleating at the door at 4:27am wanting to come in. She just does not give up. She begins to sound frighteningly like a human baby getting more and more distressed until I (the female one) have maternal guilt and let her in. Somehow the male one just doesn't ever get it -
Keep up the great work Fat Eddy - it's terrific.
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