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When you’re a housebound cat, squirrels on the patio furniture are the ultimate tease.
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So close!
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Poor Dudley.
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Even Momma Red got in on the game.
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His Lordship was actively cackling when she showed up.
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So close, and yet so far.
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Do I love a good baked potato? Of course… please pass the butter. But do I need someone’s face on my tater?
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I definitely do not.
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Best gift ever? Clearly some people don’t know how to shop.
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Whaaaat?
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Let’s wrap our minds around the idea of someone actually applying for a patent for water soluble panties in a can.
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They’re right. I love cats… but I do not love that. Not even close.
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This is an aerial shot of my little Maine town and I dare you to say it’s not a beautiful place to live.
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This is Lord Dudley Mountcatten and he’s a bit of a goober.
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He could tuck his tail beside him, or move farther down the window to accommodate its length…. but does he? No.
Because he’s a goober.
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Our neighbor and his two teenage boys came over last weekend and ended up at the man cave pool table. Poor kids, my husband and their father were both telling them how to play and they couldn’t have been more confused.
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Does Lord Dudley need a Princess Leia donut hairdo wig?
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The answer is no.
But his mother is seriously considering the Storm Trooper catnip mice….
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Because, come on… what’s not to love?
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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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