Showing posts with label collar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label collar. Show all posts

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Cat Woman

Sometimes I'm a nag. Well, a lot of the time if you ask my family. Tonight my nagginess was aimed at my little guy.


Me: "I need you to go close the chickens in the coop and take care of both of our neighbors' cats."

Little guy: "In a minute."

Me: "Bawk, bawk, bawk, meow, meow."

Little guy: "You're annoying."

Me: "BAWK, BAWK, BAWK, MEOW, MEOW!"


And he went out to close the chickens in their coop.


Me: "Meow, meow."

Little guy: "Stop it, mom."

Me: "MEOW, MEOW!"

Little guy: "You are really annoying."


Annoying, perhaps. Effective, absolutely.

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Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Getting his Sardine On

Our little kitten is so chill.  He'll let the boys wear him as a hat.  He'll let them wear him as a scarf.  He'll even let us snuggle him for hours minutes on end. 

But if you pull out a tin of sardines, all chill bets are off.  Chill kitty turns into wacked out obsessive kitty.  MUST GET FISH!!!!

No way we're letting this little guy around catnip.

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Thursday, October 17, 2013

Who knew bike seats were so suggestive?

My bike had a blow out.  Not the usual kind.  No.  This time it was the seat.  I'd like to think it had nothing to do with it having suffered undue pressure, and instead had everything to do with the abuse of leaving it locked up outside in the elements...all...the...time.

It was a lovely seat.  And I'm going to process the loss right here, right now.

My seat and I had traveled many, many miles together over the past few years.  She was always kind to me.  Filled with some sort of combination of foam and gel.  I will miss her terribly.

OK, so now that that's done, and since she's dead and clearly not listening, I can go ahead and say that I've already replaced her.  My new seat is a sleek, younger model.  And, quite frankly, I got a little embarrassed when I read its packaging.

"Love channel...to relieve pressure on sensitive tissues."

"Comfort zone...reduces pressure in key areas."

"elegant curves"

"easy to maneuver"

Feeling relieved that I asked a lady sales person to help me.  I mean...awkward, right?

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