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Halloween is coming and the holiday themed products are popping up everywhere. While most of them are harmless, I did run across one that made me shiver.
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Uh….. what?
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I’m not sure eating their owner’s body parts is the type of behavior we should be encouraging in our cats.
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Lord Dudley is already pissed we strap him into a harness…. I don’t need him getting any ideas.
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Because I’m still trying to laugh.
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Funny, but true.
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For those of you who need pictorial directions.
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Brilliant idea. Wish they would do that.
And I know it’s too early for Christmas…. ( Yes people, it’s too damned early! Shove that elf back in the closet. Or better yet, burn it. I hate that little bastard. ) but I may need to buy this ornament.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten sleeps in some odd positions.
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I look, and think he must be uncomfortable… but the wee beast sleeps like that 19 hours a day so I must be mistaken.
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Have you ever tried a recipe and had your hopes for decadent dessert deliciousness dashed?
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That’s what happened when I found a recipe for caramel banana upside down cake. I painstakingly followed the directions… and while it looked and smelled wonderful?
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It was a banana topped brick. I swear I could have used it as a doorstop… or to bash in someone’s head. The husband and I took one bite a piece and heaved it in the trash.
Tres disappointing.
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But I passed this woodpile later in the day…
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And had to smile.
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Be sure to ask for an extra stabby grabby the next time you go out to eat…. and think of me.
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Lord Dudley was looking stylish as we headed outside to walk.
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And by walk, of course I mean sit.
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My attempts to get his Lordship up and on his feet were not well received.
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After some futile tugging and a bit of cajoling, I did manage to get the little bugger moving…
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But only as far as the deck, where he immediately plopped down under a chair.
Walking the cat….
It’s a process.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has a new plaid harness. … and he’s just as thrilled as you might expect.
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The one my husband bought was ridiculously hard to put on and adjust. The one I bought is more like a bra.
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His Lordship stepped right into it without realizing what he was doing.
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But once I fastened it?
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His Lordship was not at all pleased.
The instructions say to let the cat acclimate to it slowly by leaving the harness on for an hour at a time.
We made it exactly 21 minutes. And when I removed it?
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He attacked it with undisguised glee.
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I bought this for the man cave bar, mainly because Amazon is evil and it’s entirely too easy to satisfy impulse shopping cravings.
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It looked like a great idea, but in reality… was a royal pain in the patoot. The inner chamber would never seat properly and every time you painstakingly filled the outer, the water would leak through and pop the inner chamber up like a cork.
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Solution? Weigh down the inner chamber with frozen fruit.
I refuse to be beaten.
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The next time my husband refuses to listen me? That is what I’m going to show him.
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Cheaters chicken and dumplings. Easy, creamy and quite tasty. What’s not to love?
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In case anyone is interested.
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I use a family size rotisserie chicken, low sodium broth and lite salt with half the sodium. It’s still savory.
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For those of us who love our cats?
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This is probably very close to the truth.
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I was giving myself a pedicure the other day and Lord Dudley Mountcatten was fascinated.
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He did not however like my tools.
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When I got tired of picking it up off the floor? I quit.
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The next time I get a boo boo? I totally want to cover it with a bacon bandage.
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How hot has it been in Maine?
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Hot enough that even the turkeys are seeking shade.
And speaking of hot….
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Damn.
Now that’s hot.
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Our second stroll with Lord Dudley Mountcatten happened yesterday….
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And while attaching the harness was still as enjoyable as wrestling a moray eel….
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His Highness didn’t seem quite so angry this time around.
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Of course that didn’t mean he cooperated. Walking a cat is more challenging than you might think.
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To be honest, there’s not a whole lotta walking going on.
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But at least his Lordship got some fresh air.
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I don’t usually pay attention to the Facebook memories section, but this one from an old blog friend popped up the other day and I had to laugh.
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It really does.
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That sounds simple and delicious.
If you try it before me? Let me know.
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And for Brian at http://brianlageose.blog
Because we were chatting a while back about the ridiculous old station wagons we had to drive as teenagers. Here’s my husband and I posing in front of my parent’s ‘62 Ford Falcon.
Complete with wood on the side… because we stylin’.
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If you look closely you’ll see the entire passenger side is crumpled from me side swiping a telephone pole when I was 16.
Oops.
This baby had a top speed of 51mph by the time I got her…. complete with vacuum wipers, a manual choke, and AM radio. I was the envy of exactly (count ‘em) none of my friends.
Please don’t judge the head to toe stone washed denim… it was the late 80’s. We had to.
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Finally, here’s Lord Dudley…
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In typical goober mode.
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He should, but thank God he can’t.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has discovered the back of the den couch.
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And an event of this magnitude must be documented by taking numerous photographs.
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From various angles and distance ranges.
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Chill Dudley…. it’s the price you pay for living here.
But the real reason for this drivel filled post?
My succulent ….
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Who is clearly trying to run away from home.
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And after all I’ve done for him.
Very disappointing.
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