Tag Archives: cats

Things I don’t need.

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My Facebook and Apple News algorithms are always coming up with ridiculous products they think I need to purchase.

I’m passing on all three of these.

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#1…. Swimsuit season is not approaching quickly in Maine, unless you count the Polar Bear plunge in February and I’ve never be crazy enough to do that.

#2…. My derrière is awake as it’s ever going to get. No caffeinated butt cream required. 

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No.

Just… no.

While I spoil Lord Dudley Mountcatten far more than my husband thinks I should, even I have limits.

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Do I want to carry around a 28 ounce gelatinous pouch of my own urine? I most assuredly do not.

Also, I spent my teenage years on an island in Maine where there were no public restrooms. I’m completely familiar with pissing in the woods if necessary.

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Hope springs eternal.

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These sparrows have it in for our poor cat and are seriously driving him crazy.

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All of a sudden there are flocks of them gathering on our back deck and Lord Dudley Mountcatten is positively beside himself with angst.

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He cackles, he cries, he paws at the window and howls to go outside.

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And then runs right to the bushes where they hide when I oblige.

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His Lordship is not a graceful feline and more often than not falls flat on his face.

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Unless he’s sticking it in the bush on purpose.

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He’s on a leash, but there’s not much walking going on.

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Those birds should be ashamed of themselves. Before long Dudley will be needing kitty Valium.

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Follow the birdies.

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We have a group of sparrows that live to tease Lord Dudley Mountcatten .

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They perch on the deck railing and patio furniture… driving him absolutely insane when he’s on the back of the couch.

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So when we go outside for walkies? His Lordship is primed to hunt.

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Not that he ever comes close mind you. Those birds are too smart and too fast.

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But we chase them from bush to bush around the house and hope springs eternal.

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They know he can’t catch them, and seem to take great pleasure in the game.

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That sparrow is smiling. I know it.

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You can’t really tell from the picture, but trust me.. he was airborne here.

By the time we make a full trip around the house? They’re back on the railing…. and laughing.

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Lord Dudley on the other hand…

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🤣

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News you can’t use.

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Because it’s more fun than the kind you can.

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I know staffing shortages around the country are bad, but… wow.

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This is good news, but it does make me wonder who studies these things… and how they got a worm to spit on command.

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Worm spittoons. Does Amazon sell those…?

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I’m going to pay $75 for an animal that eats dried poop in the park? No.

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I can’t find my own umbrella when it rains, now I’m supposed to remember my phone’s?

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Should we?

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This is a little disturbing.

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Makes me glad I never developed a taste for it.

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The one in which Lord Dudley Mountcatten attempts to climb a tree….

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Dudley does well on his harness/leash and knows his limitations, which in actuality is 30 feet. His chest to my wrist. His Lordship chooses the direction and we walk, stroll, sit and occasionally sprint. What we don’t do is climb trees.

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Until the other day when he sat at the base of the Bradford pear watching a bird one minute….

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And jumped onto the bark the next. Problem is, his lordship does not have any tree climbing experience and literally just hung there.

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He scooched a little farther up, with me trying hard not to laugh …

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And finally made it up on a lower branch. Which is when he looked at me as if to say, what the Hell do I do now?

One aborted climb later..

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It was over before it really begun.

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I give him an A for effort, but a D for technique.

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Miscellaneous nonsense.

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Autumn in New England. The pumpkins, the apples, the brightly colored foliage. You really can’t beat it.

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Nice try Florida, but you’re not even close.

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The poor man has been eating tofu burgers and kale sausage… can you really blame him?

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Gee, here’s an idea…. how about cleaning the litter box you freakin’ idiot.

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I think the parent foxes have booted the kids out of the den. They’re here every evening now.

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Miscellaneous tidbits and a Guinea pig taco.

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If you’re a mushroom fan like me, this picture might make you drool.

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Mm… yes please.

Titanicus fungi, the butter is melting. Come to momma!

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His Lordship, completely sure he heard a mouse.

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My other half is not a huge zucchini fan, but I’m thinking these could change his mind.

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Amen to that ladies.

And, as promised…

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While I’m not usually a fan of costumes for pets…. I admit this one made me smile.

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Random tidbits.

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We’ve finally received some much needed rain and our lawn has responded accordingly.

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The grass has started to turn green… just in time for it to turn brown in the fall…. and Lord Dudley Mountcatten approves.

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Not that you’d know it by his face.

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And while the grass is busy turning green, my husband is busy turning his rubber truck mat black.

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Back to Black to be precise, which made me start singing AC/DC … and it totally went over my other half’s head.

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Fall is here and cooler temps mean summer flowers are on clearance sale, like these sweet little hibiscus I picked up for the kitchen porch. They won’t last long… but they’re damn sure pretty right now.

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Another reason to love my town. A cart full of free flowers.

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So good I have to share..

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I try not to over share silly things I find online, but sometimes I simply have to.

We’ve all heard stories about pet owners who resemble their dogs or cats… heck I had an elderly aunt who was a dead ringer for her standard schnauzer, mustache et al. …. but I found a post from a photographer who took this subject to a whole other level.

No captioning necessary, just enjoy.

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Are these fabulous or what?

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