Rogue Kitty

Basement Window Pit of Doom



Basement Window Pit of Doom, originally uploaded by BelchSpeak.

I lost the good cat last week. I have a good cat and a bad cat. One gets petted. The other one barfs on my carpet and is denied any affection at all from me. If I had lost the bad cat I wouldn’t bother looking out of my basement window under my deck for the little furry bitch, but I really like the good cat, so I found myself on a stepstool with my head out the underdeck window in the window well calling for my cat at 2 AM.

I saw a femur bone and was surprised, but was sorta spooked when I saw this small skull sitting atop the rocks in the galvanized steel window well under my deck. The window well is about 3 feet deep and I have seen raccoons climb in and back out of it. Anyone know what kind of critter would have a skull like this? Its about six inches or more in length.

Oh, and the good cat came back. She’s just fine. And the bad cat still hasn’t run away yet, dammit. Which reminds me I should buy stock in the makers of Resolve carpet cleaner.


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They Wear the Cone of Shame!

If I had my druthers, my cats would wear these all the time.

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Ow, Where’s the Bactine?

Sometimes when my wife is out of the house I like the teach the cats survival skills. Tonight’s lesson was how to survive a zombie attack. With arms outstretched and making loud sounds crossed between a moan and a meow, I was lumbering after both cats to test to see how they respond to a confrontation with a member of the undead. The cats both bristled their fur, and Rogue in particular let her tail get all poofy. Cartney laughed as the cats ran away looking a bit spooked. He even moaned a bit and chased Trinket out of the room.

But the lesson in zombie survival was quickly turned into a lesson for me that cats still have claws and aren’t afraid to use them on the undead. Especially when you corner them, shout “brains!” and try to pick them up.


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The Kitty Ate My Laptop Cord

Trinket, the polydactyl candle-lovin’ kitty chewed up my laptop cord, severing the power cable. I guess you can scratch off one of her 9 lives.


This IBM cord is riddled with teeth marks and has exposed wiring.

I took the old chewed cable, which is for an IBM T61, and cut off the connector that fits into the laptop and spliced it onto an old Dell laptop cord that I had lying around left over from an old laptop. Both had a 20 volt output, so it should work.


My new Frankenstein cord.

The electrical tape is gawdawful ugly, but it delivers juice to my IBM laptop, and its charging back up to full now at a pretty good rate. The cat better leave this one alone because I’m all out of spare laptop power cords.


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Close Encounter of the Stinky Kind

I got home late last night and helped put a cranky baby to bed. My wife and I then went to sit on the front porch of our townhouse to enjoy the first warm evening of the season. Rogue, the tiny fraidy cat, came out to nibble shoots of grass and keep us company.

Also keeping us company from the corner of the garage was what I thought at first to be the neighbor’s cat. Then I saw the white striped tail. That was no kitty. “No sudden moves!” I urged my wife in a hushed, yet firm tone.

“Oh my god! I’ll grab the cat!” she declared, scooping up Rogue suddenly and rushing inside.

Luckily the skunk went back around the corner without uncorking her defenses. I need to have a discussion about what constitutes “sudden moves” with my wife.


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Kitty Wanna Bottle?

Trinket the cat loves water.  Its often a problem.  We have to keep the toilet lids closed so she won’t play in the water and she likes to soak in the sink with the dirty dishes.

Below is a video of us soaking her with water squirted from a baby bottle.


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Lulz Cats

My wife discovered this website last night and laughed so hard and for so long I thought she was going to make herself sick.

So this video is for her.  Remember the Dramatic Prairie Dog?  Well, here’s Dramatic Prairie Cat.

Thanks to Neatorama for the pointer to the Youtube vid.


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Oscar the “Soul Reaver” Nursing Home Cat

A doctor at a nursing home had an article published in the New England Journal of Medicine documenting a phenomena whereby Oscar the Cat sucks the souls out of his patients.

 

Sensing weakness, the furry feline pounces and then feasts upon the soul of the sick elderly, like the dementors in the Harry Potter films.  And then it simply walks away to hack up a furball or lick its butt.

From the AP here:

Oscar the cat seems to have an uncanny knack for predicting when nursing home patients are going to die, by curling up next to them during their final hours. His accuracy, observed in 25 cases, has led the staff to call family members once he has chosen someone. It usually means they have less than four hours to live.
 
The 2-year-old feline was adopted as a kitten and grew up in a third-floor dementia unit at the Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center.

After about six months, the staff noticed Oscar would make his own rounds, just like the doctors and nurses. He’d sniff and observe patients, then sit beside people who would wind up dying in a few hours.

Oscar seems to take his work seriously and is generally aloof.  Oscar recently received a wall plaque publicly commending his “compassionate hospice care.”

Seriously, why anyone would want a four-footed grim reaper is beyond me.  I say put this animal down before it kills again!


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What is Your Cat’s Day Job?

We went out to dinner with a vegetarian friend of my wife’s today.  She works part time as a dog walker, and one of her customers recommended an amazing veterinarian who paracticed holistic medicine.

She went on to detail how this doggie quack diagnosed and proposed to treat her sick cat.  Part of the diagnosis was a series of questions and answers about the cat’s homelife-  its likes, dislikes, sleeping schedule, eating habits, and really odd personality questions.  One of the questions was “If your cat had a human career, what job would he have?”


This kittten would be a professional stalker.  Or maybe an astronaut.  Like crazed stalker Lisa Nowak!

This sham of a vet prescribed several herbs based on the stress of the type of job she thought the cat would hold in life.  Our friend paid this quack his fee and never went back. 

But it got me thinking about what my cats would be if they had a career.
Considering they fight often with each other, but in a cute way, they would be wrestlers.  Or gang members.  One’s a Blood and the other is a Crip.  But since they are mostly non-violent, its more like the Sharks versus the Jets from West Side Story. 

Individually, I would guess serial killer for the older cat, Rogue.  She always looks at me funny and tries to trip me when I walk downstairs.  The kitten is a stalker.  She sneaks up on me and watches me when I take a shower.  And sometimes when I take a nap and roll over she is there, just looking at me.  And she reads my emails when Im not at home.

What would your cat be if it was allowed to get a real job?


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