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By briantologist | June 30, 2008
It occurs to me that we’ve got all these damn photograph-type-things lying around and we’re not doing a thing with them. So! Here’s a picture of Trucky with a frog on him. Enjoy.
UPDATE:
This one here, the cute one? With the fuzz and the whatnot? This morning at 2:45 he decided the other two cats had suddenly become The Enemy, and would NOT STOP YOWLING AND GROWLING AT THEM FOR LIKE AN HOUR until I made the executive decision to put him in the bathroom and shut the goddamn door, thus isolating him from the (apparently perceived) threat of Gus and Smudge.
At 7:00 when I got up, I went to, how you say, “pee.” The bathroom door was locked. At first I thought it was stuck, but it was sure acting locked. The thing is, it’s just got a deadbolt in there — the house is 90 years old, and it’s the original door. Removing the doorknob was A) impossible, and B) wouldn’t have helped, probably. Thank the Earl of Gloucestershire that Erin was able to discover a glaring security problem with our bathroom window, climb inside, and beat the shit out of Trucky; I was thinking we’d have to call the fire department to do it for us.
She climbed out after that and shut the window. We know how to get in now, in case we ever need to beat the shit out of him again.
TURDS. ALL OF THEM. TURDS.
Topics: Pixxx, Rage, Stuff | 5 Comments »
July 1st, 2008 at 8:14 am
So, what — you have to climb in and out of the window to pee?
Don’t you wish you could just, like, make them all share a beer and get over it?
July 1st, 2008 at 8:15 am
Well, I have done nothing on this end and yet now that you have put up a new entry or two, the page opens for me just as it always used to do! And I’m so glad because OMG The Cat and the Deadbolt is right out of Edgar Allen Poe! I’m even planning to google the Earl of Gloucestershire! Keep ‘em coming! :)
July 1st, 2008 at 10:28 am
he locked you out of your own bathroom?! Damn cats!
My cats are all cute and whatever and then as soon as I am on a conference call (I work from home mostly), they start scratching on things or barfing or howling at nothing… just any general annoyance you can think of. A-holes.
July 3rd, 2008 at 2:57 am
You made a King Lear reference while blogging about your cats. Awe. Some.
One of my cats can open the refrigerator; the other figured out how to take my knitting off the needle by pulling one end of the needle with his teeth and pushing the yarn with his paw.
They’re planning to take over the world. All of them. You know that, don’t you?
July 3rd, 2008 at 11:03 am
I sat here reading, thinking to myself “Gawd…damn cats and their annoying habits at 2am….you shoulda punted him down the stairs” and then I read that he locked you outta your own bathroom. That right there guarantees him a spot at somebody’s right hand (I’ll leave it up to you to decide who) controlling all the miscreants. How smart is that!!?
My cat just likes to lay right under the middle of my bed, claw the crap out of the bottom of the box spring and then flip over and vomit. Right where I can’t get at him. Little bugger. I bet he’d get along well with Truck.