Updates and running commentary from our critters

“I. Am. Pissed. At. You! So. THERE!”

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Ugh. I had a corgi do that to me once. Not fun!

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Somebody got his Christmas present early…

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Cute!

I get snookered into so much…

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Our late monkey boy showed his displeasure at going anywhere in the carrier by emptying his bowels.

Not cool.

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Laszlo does that at the vet. We call it rage pooping.

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My beloved Pokey, 13 years ago. He was not a fan of the hat but marginally willing.

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Awww, being ‘useful’!:heart:

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We recently took Owen to the vet, he needed to have his urine tested. He wasn’t cooperating naturally, so they pumped him full of water via an IV. After a few hours the tech picked him up to get him to go in an empty pan. As she carried him in her arms down the hall he gave her his full bladderful urine test, all over her. They sent him home and the roomate followed Owen around the house for most of the next day collecting the minimum amount in a tray. Stubborn baby, but I know he wasn’t feeling well. UTI on top of kidney failure.:sad_but_relieved_face:

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Rocky did it on our drive back home from our semester in Philly. We hadn’t even passed Conshohocken when we had to take the next exit.

I miss him still, but I don’t miss that.

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Laszlo only does it in the vet’s office, as he otherwise usually enjoys car travel (also bus and train). But the first incident was when he was just 6 or 7 months old, unused to the car, and we were taking him upstate. Around Yonkers he started to pant and drool, and I panicked and took him to the nearest vet because I thought he had been poisoned by something. Nope, just carsickness, and I learned an expensive lesson that day.

Oh, the drooling was a huge part of it, too :face_with_open_eyes_and_hand_over_mouth:

Awww, he’s adorable! :heart:

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A few 4th Advent cat wrestling stills.

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How will they deal with your enterutaining plans this season? Do you cordon them off in another area?

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Oh, you have NO idea. Every single meal in this house is a dance involving a set choreography:

  1. Lock them out of the kitchen before preparing anything food-related.

  2. Put any utensils used for preparing (pots, pans, silverware, etc.) in the dishwasher or clean immediately and put on the rack, bc otherwise both will be standing in the sink licking off any remnants or perceived remnants.

  3. Cover any burners so that one-braincell orange cat doesn’t burn his paws jumping on the stove to find out where the “ghost food” has gone.

  4. Open kitchen door, let the hellions in, then shut the kitchen door and lock them out of the dining room so I can eat my breakfast/lunch in peace without having Jake trying to shove his tiny head in my mouf, or snag any food from my plate / bowl :flushed_face:

Wash, rinse, repeat. Our recent poker game worked out alright, but someone always has to keep an eye on the food. It’s incredibly annoying, so thank goodness they’re sofa king cute.

We also learned not to leave our coffee mugs unattended, otherwise Jake will slurp out the half & half before I have a chance to add any coffee.

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This was an issue with all my cats. At least the induction range helps with that problem. Izzy and Sam could both open doors; sequestering them was problematic. Fortunately they enjoyed company.

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Is that mackerel? Smells like mackerel.

Narrator: It is mackerel.

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Yup, been there, done that. If we were to sequester our buds from the past in the bedroom, the noise would drown out any semblance of adult conversation in the reskt of the house😉

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