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Things I like today.

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I like flipping through magazines and finding cocktail recipes.

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Mmm…. this sounds refreshing. Needless to say I shall be adjusting the required alcohol amounts. 3 tbsps of gin? Bitch, please.

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I like finding a decent cat food Lord Dudley Mountcatten will actually eat.

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Three ingredients, you can’t beat that.

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In other news, I like cheese.

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Tell me you haven’t felt the same way. Go ahead… I dare you.

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If you’ve never tried Mrs. Meyer’s cleaning products you really should. Their scents are marvelous. Basil, geranium, honeysuckle, bluebell and the latest… fresh mown grass. Ooh la la! If it wasn’t so soapy I swear I’d use it as perfume.

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And finally, I like Dudley’s laissez faire attitude when it comes to dining. If the human puts your dinner in front of you when you’re lying down? Why bother getting up….

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Play time with Hemingway.

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You never know when Lord Dudley Mountcatten will feel like playing. One minute he’s sound asleep on the couch while you’re watching Ken Burns’ documentary on Ernest Hemingway. The next?

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He’s nutty as a fruitcake and flinging his toys across the room.

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Maybe it was all the talk of Hemingway’s romantic entanglements that got him frisky. Ernest did love the ladies…

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Random Dudley silliness.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is getting used to being photographed.

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Though he’s not above showing his displeasure at my interrupting his nap.

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Sometimes none too subtly.

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Get lost human!

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He was also quite befuddled when it started to rain and the husband put the required bowl under our annoying soon to be repaired roof leak.

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A bowl with no food? This does not compute.

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Neither does chasing your tail….

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But it’s cute all the same.

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Did you know…..

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The shortest war in history was between Zanzibar and England in 1896? Zanzibar surrendered after 38 minutes.

No?

I did, because….

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Did you know…. Each year, Americans spend more on cat food than baby food?

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Judging by the way Dudley devours his, I’m not at all surprised.

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Well, since you asked….

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The phrase ‘son of a gun’ derives from the days when women were allowed to live on naval ships. Their children were born behind a screen, often near the mid ship gun. If paternity was in doubt, the child was registered in the log as the “son of a gun’.

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Did you know…. Salvador Dali once arrived at an art exhibition in a limousine filled with turnips?

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Did you know…. Ostriches beat the heat by urinating on their legs? It evaporates like sweat.

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Proof positive there’s a YouTube video for everything. Even though sometimes you wish there wasn’t.

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Bad cat. Bad.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has the full run of our house and sleeps on whatever bed, couch or chair strikes his fancy. But even in this personal Catopia there are limits and he is not allowed on the kitchen counters, tables or bedroom bureaus.

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You knew where this was going right?

While I’ve kicked him off our master bedroom bureaus enough times for him to get the message…

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Who, me?

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He seems to think the guest room is fair game.

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And happily parks his butt up there to look out the windows when he thinks I’m not looking.

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Go away human, you’re bothering me.

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Bad cat.

Bad.

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Chew this, not that.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been exercising. Unfortunately, the part of his anatomy he’s strengthening are his teeth.

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Results of his daily work outs? My spider plants that are being nibbled down to nubs. Enter kitty wheat grass.

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Something healthy and less likely to cause his premature demise at the hands of an annoyed human.

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Upon first introduction, he was not enthusiastic.

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But after the first chomp, he was hooked.

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Here’s hoping it’s tastier than my houseplants.

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You’ve got to be kidding.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been a finicky eater. When it comes to canned food he won’t eat fish. He won’t eat anything grilled or in pieces. No meaty morsels, no shreds. Nothing with cheesy bites or creamy sauce. The little bugger won’t even eat tuna FFS. It took me a solid month of trying every brand under the sun… from cheap to ridiculously expensive…. to find one kind he liked.

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It’s the only brand and variety he’ll eat every single time. So you know what that means….. it’s now virtually impossible to find. In person or online, and believe me I’ve tried. Oh, I could buy it on eBay.

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Yes, you read that correctly. Apparently it’s still being made but there’s a disruption in the supply chain which is making it scarce…. so the price gougers are in full swing. Amazon?

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A little better, but still outrageous. Sorry Dudley… you may have to learn to like bologna.

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Required weekly Dudley photos.

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Because he’s simply too photogenic not to share.

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Dudley likes to play with balls, and basically any round thing that rolls.

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Including raspberries his human drops on the floor.

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He also likes to stretch….

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And then runs out of energy before getting back in his original position. He sleeps like this all the time.

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While his takeover of the house is pretty much complete, from the look of this photo…. I fear the television might be next.

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The litter war.

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It’s a little too early to call, but by God I think may have just won the war.

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Thank you Exquisicat micro crystals. Maybe now the litter box graveyard in the basement can stop multiplying.

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This miracle product came highly recommended by a friend as being dust free, light weight and soft on kitty’s paws.

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Upon installation, Dudley gave it his usual glance of disdain.

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But I read you can transition by topping the new crystals with the old clay, so I tried that.

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He was still less than thrilled….

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But has done his business for the past few days with no scattering, no flinging, no dust and no mess.

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And from a human point of view, not having to chisel pee mortar from the bottom of the box is beyond victory… it’s positively orgasmic.

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