A little birdie told me that he "might like to come into our apartment" this morning, as I heard him tapping his tiny beak on the glass on our second floor porch. I informed him that "no, he probably wouldn't, as there are 4 very hungry cats that would like nothing more than to have a bright green snack." (Luckily they were sleeping in the other room at the time). He promptly flew away.
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Showing posts with label Da Cats. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
A LITTLE BIRDIE TOLD ME...
A little birdie told me that he "might like to come into our apartment" this morning, as I heard him tapping his tiny beak on the glass on our second floor porch. I informed him that "no, he probably wouldn't, as there are 4 very hungry cats that would like nothing more than to have a bright green snack." (Luckily they were sleeping in the other room at the time). He promptly flew away.
Monday, July 14, 2008
SERIOUSLY?!?
What is going on here? If I have to save one more cat that's caught behind a dresser today, I'm gonna scream. Yeah, you heard me. Let me explain.
Salvation Army is coming tomorrow morning to pick up our old furniture and one of the pieces is a tall stand-up dresser positioned in the corner of the bedroom which we have a huge television on top of. Well, in my process of cleaning the dresser out for the move, I took the television off of it. The critter crew apparently saw this as their chance to take advantage of a new place to climb.
It all started when I heard a pretty loud thud coming from the bedroom. Well, being as I had several boxes stacked up in the bedroom, along with the fact that they knock stuff over all the time, I wasn't real concerned with it. I'll get to it later, I thought. Well later came around and when I went in there, I couldn't find anything out of place. I thought, well that's strange. This is when I heard a faint "meww" coming from under the dresser. I looked behind it and saw a large grey tail peeking out. Somehow the 19 lb. Mouse had managed to crawl underneath the dresser and had gotten himself stuck! I tilted it forward so he could crawl out and then moved it sideways as he ran from the back of it. Now mind you, this whole time, his brother Iddle is watching off to the side.
Not an hour later, I walk into the bedroom to another "meww". I immediately peek over the dresser to find Iddle looking up at me like "oops". After a short talk about "didn't you learn anything from your brother's mistake?" I let him out as well. Now you'd think this would be the end of it, but no. As I'm walking in to the bedroom even later I come to see how they are managing to get stuck behind the dresser. I turn the corner into the bedroom just in time to see Roscoe take a leap onto the dresser, slide across the top, hit the wall, and go straight down. I almost peed my pants laughing. That was some funny shnatt! Earlier that day, I had polished the wood on the dressers because they were pretty dusty. My bad!
Good lord!! You're not going to believe this, but as I was typing this, Iddle managed to do it again! Seriously?!? Really? Unbelievable. Here we go again. Catman to the rescue!!
Salvation Army is coming tomorrow morning to pick up our old furniture and one of the pieces is a tall stand-up dresser positioned in the corner of the bedroom which we have a huge television on top of. Well, in my process of cleaning the dresser out for the move, I took the television off of it. The critter crew apparently saw this as their chance to take advantage of a new place to climb.
It all started when I heard a pretty loud thud coming from the bedroom. Well, being as I had several boxes stacked up in the bedroom, along with the fact that they knock stuff over all the time, I wasn't real concerned with it. I'll get to it later, I thought. Well later came around and when I went in there, I couldn't find anything out of place. I thought, well that's strange. This is when I heard a faint "meww" coming from under the dresser. I looked behind it and saw a large grey tail peeking out. Somehow the 19 lb. Mouse had managed to crawl underneath the dresser and had gotten himself stuck! I tilted it forward so he could crawl out and then moved it sideways as he ran from the back of it. Now mind you, this whole time, his brother Iddle is watching off to the side.
Not an hour later, I walk into the bedroom to another "meww". I immediately peek over the dresser to find Iddle looking up at me like "oops". After a short talk about "didn't you learn anything from your brother's mistake?" I let him out as well. Now you'd think this would be the end of it, but no. As I'm walking in to the bedroom even later I come to see how they are managing to get stuck behind the dresser. I turn the corner into the bedroom just in time to see Roscoe take a leap onto the dresser, slide across the top, hit the wall, and go straight down. I almost peed my pants laughing. That was some funny shnatt! Earlier that day, I had polished the wood on the dressers because they were pretty dusty. My bad!
Good lord!! You're not going to believe this, but as I was typing this, Iddle managed to do it again! Seriously?!? Really? Unbelievable. Here we go again. Catman to the rescue!!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
My First Post
Well, this is my first post. Now, what to write about. I'd love to say something really profound and enlightening to open my blog, but if you're reading this, chances are you know me and know that the chance of me saying something that profound and enlightening that will change your life forever are slim. Anyways, onto the point. I'll just tell you how my life is lately.
Lori and I have been married for over two months now and have been living in two different states for a longer amount of time. To say this is difficult is a severe understatement. Being apart, although a necessary evil at this point, has been tough. Although it has made me realize several things:
1. That I can make it on my own if I really had to. I know this may sound silly to some of you, but looking back on my life, there hasn't really been a time that I've lived all by myself. At every stage, I've either lived with my parents or had a roommate. I've learned that it's tough living on your own, but I'm surviving. I think living on my own has been a great life lesson for me.
2. That taking care of 4 cats by yourself is a pain in the ass. They all want attention at different times of the day, but it's always when you're right in the middle of something, e.g. right now. Iddle and Mouse, Lori's cats that she's had since before we met, have always had the attitude: He's that guy that mom likes, and he's alright, but we really just want attention from mom. Since she left, they have been all over me like crazy. Not that it's all bad, they are cute little buggers, but sometimes, I don't want a new suit made of cat hair, especially at lunch time.
3. How much Lori truly means to me and how lucky I am that she's a part of my life. I cherish every day that I get to talk with her and laugh with her and grow with her. She is the greatest thing that's ever happened to me and I am sincerely grateful to her and for her. It's made me realize that I married the right woman. I miss her like mad. I miss her more and more each day. Luckily it's only three more weeks till we'll be together again. And yes dear, I'm trying to hurry. I love you.
I guess that's about enough for my first post. Let's make a pact. I'll promise to update it as much as I can, if you promise to keep reading it. Till next time.
- Matt
Lori and I have been married for over two months now and have been living in two different states for a longer amount of time. To say this is difficult is a severe understatement. Being apart, although a necessary evil at this point, has been tough. Although it has made me realize several things:
1. That I can make it on my own if I really had to. I know this may sound silly to some of you, but looking back on my life, there hasn't really been a time that I've lived all by myself. At every stage, I've either lived with my parents or had a roommate. I've learned that it's tough living on your own, but I'm surviving. I think living on my own has been a great life lesson for me.
2. That taking care of 4 cats by yourself is a pain in the ass. They all want attention at different times of the day, but it's always when you're right in the middle of something, e.g. right now. Iddle and Mouse, Lori's cats that she's had since before we met, have always had the attitude: He's that guy that mom likes, and he's alright, but we really just want attention from mom. Since she left, they have been all over me like crazy. Not that it's all bad, they are cute little buggers, but sometimes, I don't want a new suit made of cat hair, especially at lunch time.
3. How much Lori truly means to me and how lucky I am that she's a part of my life. I cherish every day that I get to talk with her and laugh with her and grow with her. She is the greatest thing that's ever happened to me and I am sincerely grateful to her and for her. It's made me realize that I married the right woman. I miss her like mad. I miss her more and more each day. Luckily it's only three more weeks till we'll be together again. And yes dear, I'm trying to hurry. I love you.
I guess that's about enough for my first post. Let's make a pact. I'll promise to update it as much as I can, if you promise to keep reading it. Till next time.
- Matt
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