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Layla Miller

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #885 on: January 23, 2013, 02:05:38 PM »
Dear Bamf,

You spend 97% of every day ignoring us unless you either want a lap to sit on or think you're getting a treat out of it.  So why, oh why do you start wailing for attention the moment we shut the door and go to bed?  You had fifteen hours to spend time with us, and you chose not to.  Pardon me for not being sympathetic for your sudden need to see us.

Also, stop pawing at the door the moment the sun comes up.  The only thing coming out that door if it opens is the squirt bottle.  So stop already.  We'll all be happier.

Love,

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #886 on: January 23, 2013, 04:27:15 PM »
Dear Mo,

I know you find it hysterical, but it's really not funny when you climb up a tree then jump on the back of the passing Mastiff.  Mastiffs don't usually like cats, but for some reason he tolerates you and your brothers, so lets not ruin this.

Love,
The person who's trying really hard not to laugh at your antics.
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #887 on: January 24, 2013, 12:15:55 AM »
Dear Kitty#1,
Your "oh dear, I am a poor, old arthritic cat who can only climb the stairs very. very. very. slowly and need someone to pick me up and carry me" routine would be much more convincing if I did not see you leap 1.5 meters from your cat tower (after climbing said cat tower) to the top of the kitchen table - which is higher than your cat tower, I might add - last night when Geek-bro left his dinner on it.

Much love,
Human #1

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #888 on: January 25, 2013, 07:21:40 PM »
Dear Milly, it is now one year since you left us.  One year in two days till I found you again, although by then you were beyond help, which is what I think you wanted.

You're still very much missed, baby girl.  You will always be my sweet little Princess.

your sad mum. xx

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #889 on: January 26, 2013, 01:29:33 PM »
(((Millie's Mom)))

We will always miss the real Midnight Kitty and Novalee, my husband's therapy horse who died 2 weeks ago.  We try to remember how blessed we were to have them in our lives.  Midnight was with us for almost 18 years; Novalee for only one.  It's always too short.

Remember the good times and don't close your heart to the possibility of another love.
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #890 on: January 26, 2013, 03:04:56 PM »
(((Midnight Kitty)))

I'm so sorry to hear of your recent loss.

It's hard when our little furry ones (and larger furry ones) cross the rainbow bridge.  I've been blessed with the animals I've had.  Dear old Bruce, the Bestest Cat Evah, passed around 13 years ago, and I still miss him and his antics.  He was a stray that turned up one day and stayed.  Milly was another stray who was adopted after Max, a dear little black kitty, died in a tree fall.  His brother, Morty, who I still have, was stressing and grieving.  Milly helped him move on.  She fell in love with him at first sight and pursued him till he caved.  Took about 36 hours before she held him down and bathed him, and he was twice her size. 

I'm lucky enough to still have Morty and Salem, and my two gorgeous naughty dogs, Molly and Suzi.  There's always room in my heart for more critters, I'd be the mad cat lady in a flash!  In fact, I feel especially honoured by the fact that my furry babies allow me to share their my house with them!

Out on the patio we'd sit,
And the humidity we'd breathe,
We'd watch the lightning crack over canefields
Laugh and think, this is Australia.

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #891 on: January 31, 2013, 03:55:35 PM »
Dear Arthur,

 I know you are the new guy around here.  So let me explain a few things:

1). We feed you a good quality food.   We do not share our food with you.  You were clearly fed from the table wherever you were before.  That will not happen here. 
2). Related to item 1.   We feed you good quality food.  Every other cat we have owned has been less stinky on this diet.  If you are currently a less stinky boy, you must have cleared entire counties when you were living on the street and when your previous people fed you people food.  And not burying things does not help.
3). Harry is endlessly patient with you.  He still misses his friend Bob.  But he gets fed up with you trying to tell him what to do and sits on you.  Seriously Big Guy, quit ticking off the really big guy. 
4). The scratching posts are not evil.  Try them.  I am glad you don't scratch the furniture-but I would be a lot more comfortable that things are going to stay that way if you would use the stuff we have bought for that purpose.
5). Every cat I have ever lived with has kind of a low moan of a meow when they are about to hack something up.  The fact that your normal meow sounds like that kind of freaks us out!
6). Other than the stinky butt and the attempts to dominate Harry (which are failing miserably), you are a very good boy and we are glad you have come to live with us (though how such a good boy ended up on the street is a mystery) even if Harry isn't quite sure yet.    ;D

Love,
She Who Doesn't Give You People Food

PS-Artie has been with us since November.  He is a complete lovebug, and he and Harry mostly ignore each other.   Harry just gets annoyed when Artie tries to run things. 
Lynn

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #892 on: January 31, 2013, 05:08:13 PM »
Dear Harley,

You are senior cat, first in charge. Daddy was very hurt that you refused to even try the cat water fountain he bought you. Instead, you yowled at our bedroom door for us to fix you a plastic cup of water. One week later, he gave in and got you a gravity feeder that is only for you. I am glad you deign to use it.

Mommy
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #893 on: January 31, 2013, 05:46:23 PM »
Dear Pris,

It was an adorable (and emotional) moment when you sat in the kitchen doorway and talked to me on the second day I got you. It is still semi-sort-of-adorable when you sit and tell me about your day or the state of the water dish/cuddle situations.

It is not at ALL adorable when you scream in my ear when I am sleeping. Just not. The fact that you have not had a cuddle in the whole five freakin' minutes that I've been asleep does not justify the screaming. Nor does your inability to pick a cuddle spot!

For the thirty millionth time, why can't you just sit down and be quiet like a normal cat!?!?

Your loving, sleep-deprived mama
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #894 on: January 31, 2013, 09:49:58 PM »
Dear Scooter,

I am very honored when you decide to have a rare cuddle with me.  I even enjoy it when you curl up on my stomach when we are in bed.  Why on earth did you decide that you had to jump up on my bladder TWICE last night sometime after o-dark-thirty.
You have never done that before and I hope you don't do it again.  Cuddles are fine, four point landings....not so much.

Though DH does thank you for not hitting the bed at Mach 7 and not landing on his scrabble tiles, which you used to hit Every Single Time.

Love,

Your Mom

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #895 on: February 01, 2013, 01:08:12 AM »
Dear Duster,

I know you want to be a mechanic like daddy, but MUST you practice under the bed where mummy sleeps, and at 5 IN THE MORNING, I would appreciate to sleep in a little bit thank you very much!

Love,

Mummy

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« Reply #896 on: February 01, 2013, 01:33:44 AM »
Dear Matilda,

Ok, this one is partly my fault. You do love playing with your ball in the bath, because you can slide down the sides and watch it roll in odd directions. I have recently been joining in with the odd stroke or two. So when I started running the bath this morning, it is not surprising that you thought I was bent over it for an entire different reason, and stuck your head under the tap right as I turned it on.

Your composure was impressive. I was expecting levitation and vanishing. Instead you stood very still, stared at the  puddle by your paws, and then looked up and gave me the most vocal scolding I have ever had from a cat!

Can tuna earn forgiveness?

Regards,
Mummy.

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #897 on: February 01, 2013, 10:02:32 AM »

Though DH does thank you for not hitting the bed at Mach 7 and not landing on his scrabble tiles, which you used to hit Every Single Time.

scrabble tiles...that's just...made of awesome and I've been giggling for the last 5 min and the cats are all now looking at me like I'm a loon.

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #898 on: February 03, 2013, 12:20:12 PM »
Dear Nani,

I'm sure that mattress pad in the laundry basket was warm and cozy; that's why you curled up in the middle.  You looked so cute and comfy, big golden eyes peeking out from the shadows, that I decided to leave you there for a while, even though the mattress pad had to be washed and dried before the bed could be made. 

I played a couple of levels on a computer game.  You were still there.

I made and ate lunch.  You were still there.

Had tea and a brownie for dessert.  You were still there.

Played another level or two on the computer game.  You were still there.

Picked up the camera, that I may share your overwhelming cuteness with the world.  You popped out. 

Ah well, at least I can finish the laundry and make the bed. 


Sincerely,
The household help.

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #899 on: February 04, 2013, 09:50:09 AM »
Dear Paddy O'Cat,

You beg for food. You beg for attention. You beg to come in.

We give you food and water. We give you attention. We let you in.

Yet you wander aimlessly from room to room, still begging.

What do you WANT?

Love,
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