Tag Archives: cats

Our cat is weird.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten enjoys his outdoor time, though he’s still restricted to the leash. Our walking excursions usually consist of me standing and him sitting, but fresh air is fresh air and now that the weather is warming up he’s constantly howling to be taken into the great outdoors. Does he avidly explore his environs?

No…

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He face plants on the lawn and stays that way. His Lordship is an odd bird, what can I say?

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Walking a cat can be challenging, predominately because they don’t actually want to walk.

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They want to crawl under things and sit which leaves me with a plethora of butt shots.

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So close!

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Another missed opportunity and this time it was entirely my fault. When walking his Lordship I usually keep a loose finger grip on the leash but the other day I had it looped around my wrist and wouldn’t you know it… that was the exact moment our resident red squirrel b*tch darted right out in front of Lord Dudley Mountcatten.

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He ran to give chase but was jerked back by the leash I couldn’t drop just as he reached for her.

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It was a close call… but damn it, she escaped.

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Up the cedar tree she went… and sat there for a good 20 minutes teasing my boy.

And me for that matter.

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He could have had her.

It was so close….

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Stupid products

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They’re everywhere and I always wonder… does anyone really buy these things?

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Because absolutely nothing could wrong with installing a swing set/jungle gym for the kids on your bedroom door frame. Nope. Not a thing.

Though physics will tell you that child is in for a rude awakening quite soon.

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You want to teach your children to walk on turtle steps? Good grief people, you know the next thing the little hooligans will be doing is looking for actual turtles to step on.

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And then there’s this, lipstick for mature women.

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Coincidence that the packaging is covered in crazy cat lady graphics?

I think not.

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What’s in a name?

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As you know, it was me who named the current descendant of an Egyptian God in residence at Casa River.

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I chose ‘Lord Dudley Mountcatten’ as he seemed quite regal, even from day one. But I’ve taken nothing but flak from my husband who thinks it’s a ridiculous moniker and refuses to use it. Every time I introduce his Lordship to a friend? The husband snorts, informs our friend he had nothing to do with the weird name and says ,”I call him Buddy”.

And while my other half has given me a lot of grief for my name choice in the last year, today I was vindicated.

Today I read an article about a national contest for the weirdest pet name, and though a cat from Maine won….

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It was not Lord Dudley Mountcatten.

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So take that spouse of 38 years! And consider yourself lucky the name Pickles McButterpants the Muffin Slayer was already being used.

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Of baseball and cheap chicken.

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Spring is back… and so is baseball!

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Though the evil empire managed to beat my beloved Sox two out of three at Yankee Stadium in the opening series. I fear for our bull pen this year, but we have good bats, so my fingers are crossed for a good year.

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I continue to be astounded by the cheap prices at the meat counter at the military commissary in Bangor.

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We’re making a once a month pilgrimage and if I buy nothing but beef, chicken and pork it’s well worth the drive.

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But finding the laundry detergent that costs me $17 at the grocery store for $9? That makes me one extremely happy shopper.

And lastly, because it’s been a while….

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Required cute photo of Lord Dudley Mountcatten.

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This inventor must have a death wish.

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As if the cat bathing kit I posted about the other day wasn’t bad enough, some moron has come up with a muzzle.

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Grooming restraint? Anti meow? I don’t know about that, but I can guarantee there’s going to be some biting in your future if you attempt to put this on our cat.

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How often do you walk your cat around the neighborhood?

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Oh look, it works in the shower as well. Not. The photos can’t be real. Those cats are either heavily sedated or long dead and stuffed.

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Amen to that!

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That is not a happy face.

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If ever a pet product was given the wrong name, this has got to be it.

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Do these dogs look happy to you?

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I’m going with no.

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The swaddling effect may calm them but if you think that’s a joyful portrait, I fear for the well being of your significant other.

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This cat is neither happy nor sleeping peacefully in his human enforced hoodie cocoon.

He is quietly and methodically planning your painful demise.

Beware.

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What’s at the end of your rainbow?

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Winter in Maine was virtually nonexistent this year. One good snow storm and enough wind to blow down even the sturdiest of little piggy houses was about it. Now that spring is starting to emerge what we are having is rain.

Lots of rain. Rain every other day. And while that can be a bit depressing….

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It’s hard to argue with the beauty it leaves behind.

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I don’t know why, but we’re blessed with killer rainbows at Casa River. And even though there’s no pot of gold at the end…

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There is a cat…. which is the next best thing.

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Try it. I dare you…

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If you’ve ever been owned by a cat… and trust me, that’s the correct word placement… you’ll know they are self cleaning and do not require nor tolerate being bathed. Which is why I have to share the utterly ridiculous thing I saw on Amazon yesterday.

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I fear for the tender flesh of the unsuspecting rubes who purchase this kit. Because if you’ve ever wondered how many layers of clothing a feline can tear through? Wrapping your cat in that abomination and spraying him with water will deliver the answer in two seconds flat.

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An adventure? Sure. You can call it that….. as you try in vain to staunch the bleeding.

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Said no cat ever.

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Obediently? Proof positive these people have never met… no less lived with a cat.

The only thing this product listing had right was a question…

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No. But it should…

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