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And under the "bah, cats" heading -- I woke up at 5:45 this morning with Boomer making noises like a smoke detector (small, high pitched meows) that normally indicate that he wants attention but Big Bad Pandora won't let him in the bedrooom (he sits just outside the door and waits until I invite him in, thereby supporting my contention that he's actually a Labrador in a cat suit). But when I did tell him to come in, Pandora got into the act and there was Noise and I decided whatthehell, it's almost time, I'll feed them. So I hauled out, fed them in their separate corners (because Boomer is convinced Pandora's Getting Something Better and will stare at her until she abandons her food so he can go eat it). I, still being wiped out, go back to bed for an hour. I wake up two hours later (oops) with Pandora under the covers sleeeping on my thigh, and Boomer above the covers sleeping at my knee, both perfectly content and happy and why no mom, we neeeeeever fight! That would be wrong. Uh-huh, says momma twolegs, not at all convinced but soothed by happy purring snores anyway.
Off today [after word war] to work in the Park (it's gorgeous out today) and spend time with Mei-mei, whose main Thing is wanting to eat dried leaves and be BFF with dogs seven times her size.....
Y'know, I talk all the time here about my critters. Tell me about yours! Past, present, it's all good....
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And under the "bah, cats" heading -- I woke up at 5:45 this morning with Boomer making noises like a smoke detector (small, high pitched meows) that normally indicate that he wants attention but Big Bad Pandora won't let him in the bedrooom (he sits just outside the door and waits until I invite him in, thereby supporting my contention that he's actually a Labrador in a cat suit). But when I did tell him to come in, Pandora got into the act and there was Noise and I decided whatthehell, it's almost time, I'll feed them. So I hauled out, fed them in their separate corners (because Boomer is convinced Pandora's Getting Something Better and will stare at her until she abandons her food so he can go eat it). I, still being wiped out, go back to bed for an hour. I wake up two hours later (oops) with Pandora under the covers sleeeping on my thigh, and Boomer above the covers sleeping at my knee, both perfectly content and happy and why no mom, we neeeeeever fight! That would be wrong. Uh-huh, says momma twolegs, not at all convinced but soothed by happy purring snores anyway.
Off today [after word war] to work in the Park (it's gorgeous out today) and spend time with Mei-mei, whose main Thing is wanting to eat dried leaves and be BFF with dogs seven times her size.....
Y'know, I talk all the time here about my critters. Tell me about yours! Past, present, it's all good....
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Date: 2009-04-17 12:43 pm (UTC)Bear is very prone to MYBESTFRIENDEVER! when she sees another dog. 'I'm a Rottweiler and I bloody love you!'
Sometimes this goes down better than others.
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Date: 2009-04-17 12:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-17 01:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-17 11:53 pm (UTC)(what? you think they were all bred as pets? au contraire...)
What are their names?
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Date: 2009-04-18 12:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-17 02:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-17 02:11 pm (UTC)Furkids. *sigh* Right now they're all happy and sun-stoned.
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Date: 2009-04-17 05:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-18 03:54 am (UTC)He's a loud purrer. If he's not purring, he's either dead asleep or NOT HAPPY. Yet he tolerates being photographed with books. And he treats them fairly - he doesn't love them, but he doesn't push them away or try to chew on them, either.
Manny's never had catnip, so he's never experienced the joys of kitteh drugs ;-)