I am finally trying to remove the rest of my maternity clothes from my dresser, so I can move my regular clothes back in, but I am making very little headway. Each time I remove a stack of clothing, the space is filled by a cat. Furthermore, each time I remove a cat, it is replaced with another cat.
I find I am juggling cats, horizontally, in slow motion.
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Our favorite musical baby toy appears to be haunted.
Papa Bird suggested this yesterday, when it spontaneously changed songs; now it has turned on when it was across the room from us and not near any cats.
If it isn’t haunted, perhaps the explanation is that the baby has experienced some sort of telepathic growth spurt.
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A while back, I mentioned that someone had written “I want ur deck” on the window of our station wagon in a scrawl that was somewhat difficult to read. We don’t have a deck, so I was really puzzled.
At the time, various people suggested that the word might have been “duck.” We have poultry, after all. It now seems that the word might actually have been “dick.” We think this on account of the four foot long image of male genitalia we found spray painted on the hood of the same car this morning. There’s another one sprawled across two side windows of our van.
What the heck, vandals? Did we drive through a cloud of pheromones?
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“Musta done something wrong. There’s an inspector going into the work site.”
Grandpa Vehicle and his friend have been over here, helping us trim (ha, what an understatement) the English laurel that is threatening to take over the city starting with our yard and adjacent sidewalk.
The inspector, Porch Cat, is a local freelance feline. A Cat at Large. We think he is “owned” by someone in the neighborhood, but he doesn’t let that stop him from doing what needs to be done.
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This is what it is like to be me. (This view, I mean.)
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We have reached the YouTube portion of the evening, and I am trapped under a baby AND a cat as we view episode after episode of the Lasagna Cat Tributes to John Davis.
At least this one is of professional interest. That’s what I say to console myself. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fPEV9X0vgts
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Phil: “Which end of the baby do you need? I mean which side do you want her on? I know which end of the baby you need for this procedure. Well… I’m not up on all the latest parenting blogs.”
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We have an old cat, named Willow. He is crotchety, snaggletoothed, loud as anything when displeased, and very clever.
Best cat ever.
This old can just calmly walked across my lap, narrowly avoiding the sleeping baby, and returned carrying the bone from the pork chop I’d just eaten. He did it in such a casual way that I almost didn’t notice.
Well played. Almost had to let you win that one.
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I spilled some trail mix while feeding Monster Hands and couldn’t pick it up. Fortunately, there was a chicken in the house who came to the rescue. And then tried to roost on my lap, with the baby. That last part needs work.
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Sunbeam: Solar powered cat trap.
Heating pad: Electrically powered cat trap.
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