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I vote no.
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Annoying alliteration aside….
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The very idea of this is ridiculous.
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I’ve got news for you people… doggie doo is biodegradable. Let Fido poop under the elm tree. No septic tank required .
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I vote no.
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Annoying alliteration aside….
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The very idea of this is ridiculous.
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I’ve got news for you people… doggie doo is biodegradable. Let Fido poop under the elm tree. No septic tank required .
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a good cat…. for the most part. When we first adopted him he had an annoying habit of scratching the furniture but my purchase and rapid deployment of a tiny water pistol solved that problem lickety split. His highness does not like to get wet.
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Well, it wasn’t swift. But lately, I have to say…. it’s been quite thorough. Instead of scratching the furniture? He’s decided to unravel our Berber carpet one loop at a time.
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Every morning I wake up to new section of destruction….
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And I have to say, I am not pleased.
Lord Dudley?
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He denies everything and points at my husband.
We don’t have a dog… the cat has to blame someone.
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*Warning- this is really just a Dudley photo dump and has little (okay, absolutely nothing) to do with the Olympics*
I love to watch the Olympics, sometimes with Lord Dudley Mountcatten by my side. So with that in mind, I bring you…
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His Lordship’s favorite event is the feather ball toss.
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He practices daily.
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And is in gold medal contention for his bat it under the couch and then howl until the human recovers it routine.
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If looks could kill?
Ouch.
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Nice squashing form!
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No, I’m not through taking pictures yet.
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Caught in mid swipe…
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Time outs must be taken for fly hunting.
And then?
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A nap on the ball.
Athletes be tired.
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Come on. You know you want to…
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I am seriously and utterly screwed.
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My only weapon is the tiny water pistol I use on his Lordship when he scratches the furniture. So unless zombies melt like the Wicked Witch of the West?
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I’m screwed.
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When your human puts an air conditioner in your favorite bird watching window….
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You have to jump up there and perch to make your displeasure known.
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You howl, you mewl, you bat at the offending object… but when your pesky human doesn’t remove the noisy vibrating box?
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You give up and settle in to watch the birds.
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And while up wasn’t a problem, down proves to be a bit more troublesome. Your human is no help whatsoever, laughing at your maneuvers for at least 5 minutes before she thought to film you….
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And for this infraction…. I’m sure there will be appropriate and commensurate revenge.
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In fairness to my dog loving readers who must cringe at the plethora of cat posts on my page … here’s one for you.
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Wondering what your next birthday or Christmas gift to Fido should be?
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Mr. Poops. Because you can never go wrong with a morose black turd.
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No need to thank me. The thought of Mr. Poop happily squeaking his way through your house is all the gratitude I need.
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It seems there’s no end to the ridiculous things you can buy for your pet.
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A privacy screen?
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Cats are a lot of things… smart, manipulative, stealthy, lovable. But the one thing they’re not? Easily embarrassed by bodily functions.
Does Lord Dudley Mountcatten need a privacy screen to hide behind while doing his business?
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You be the judge.
Cats. They have no shame.
Moving on….
Lots of people tell me I need to add perches to my windows… and while that might seem like a good idea?
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Over the kitchen sink has got to be the stupidest placement ever.
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This next product must have been invented by a moron. Seriously….
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If I left that on the counter? His Lordship would be sliding those levers to the left every chance he got.
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You see this embedded in your couch cushions.
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Butts up!
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I thought the husband did it. The husband thought I did it.
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But it’s pretty obvious who was responsible.
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I have a cat, therefor I am inundated with stupid cat product advertisements.
This week?
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Cat capped aviators may look stupid, but at least they’re well read.
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I am not yet at the time of life where I need to sit on a donut. And a smiling cat donut? I hope I’m never there…
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For the love of all that’s holy, no. I can’t think of a more horrifying, undignified, soul sucking experience to force upon your feline than a taco costume.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten agrees…. and will shred any human who comes near him with that abomination.
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What’s happening here? We finally got some rain and….
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‘Shrooms.
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Giant ass ‘shrooms are happening here…
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Like this one the husband brought in the other day.
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Dead mice are also happening. And while part of me is sad it had to come to this…. the other part remembers having her car towed to the mechanic 3 times in one month because mice were nesting in the engine and chewing their way out. So dead mice? Yay.
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They make me smile.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten? He’d much rather I ditch the poison and let the live ones in the house.
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