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Ms_Cellany

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #945 on: March 28, 2013, 11:04:30 AM »
Dear Louis,

It's a CPAP. It helps me sleep. It is not a scawy monster facehugger. Please do not kill it again.

Love,

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #946 on: March 28, 2013, 02:46:05 PM »
Dear Butters,

How/why/when did you learn to squat and pee down the bathtub drain?

Curious,

Me

Dear Butters -
   Do you teach seminars for felines to learn your awesome skills?

Sincerely,
The mama of two cats with occasional issues

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #947 on: March 28, 2013, 02:49:53 PM »
Dear Butters,

How/why/when did you learn to squat and pee down the bathtub drain?

Curious,

Me

Dear Butters -
   Do you teach seminars for felines to learn your awesome skills?

Sincerely,
The mama of two cats with occasional issues

Oh, believe me, I wish he would teach that trick to our other cat!
Now if only I could get him to turn on the hot water and rinse the drain out afterward..

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #948 on: March 28, 2013, 06:14:15 PM »
Dear Harley,

Why have you suddenly begun table surfing? You are nearly 15 years old. Table surfing is not good for your health.

Love,

Mummy
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #949 on: March 28, 2013, 08:24:28 PM »
Dear Harley,

Why have you suddenly begun table surfing? You are nearly 15 years old. Table surfing is not good for your health.

Love,

Mummy

Dear Mummy,

But it's FUN! And the look on your face is priceless. Did I mention it was fun?

With love,

Harley

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #950 on: March 28, 2013, 09:01:14 PM »
Harley,

You would with the stealth merit badge if you didn't knock things down and make a ton of noise during your ascent to the table and eventual surfing.

Love,

Mummy
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #951 on: March 30, 2013, 09:16:40 PM »
Dear Mouse,

I'm sure you did not understand and it was scary.  But did you have to cry the ENTIRE time we were gone to get you a microchip?  If you insist on getting outside, you get a chip.  Period.  But you did your best to break my and your dad's hearts with your scared crying.  Please try to not be such a wimp.

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #952 on: March 31, 2013, 05:40:25 PM »
Dear Gizmo,

I know, stairs right? They're so awesome!! You can gallop up, and then down, and then up, and then down, and then halfway up, and then halfway down, and do a spin or two on the second landing and then back to the top and gallop to the bottom! Hours of entertainment! Why don't we have these at home?

Because you sound like a herd of buffalo on rollerskates and I'm really hoping you're going to get tired soon... please?

Regards,


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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #953 on: April 01, 2013, 11:16:19 PM »
I'm loving the recent posts and recognising Oscar in a couple of them (he lives to 'surf' the bathmat when I'm in the shower and galumphs across the bed with a wired look on his face).

Dear Oscar

I know I call you my little man, but you're not really little are you?  I'm so sorry I laughed when you made a break for it and discovered you couldn't get your bulk through the wrought iron gates but the sudden screeching halt was hilarious (and I did check afterwards to make sure everything was still in its rightful place on your face).  Again, and for the record, you are an inside cat - you have always been an inside cat - you have a predilication for lying in front of the glass doors and sunning your butt - you are a floofy indoor cat who couldn't cope with the mean outdoors.  Stop trying to escape!!!

Love
She who sets the bathmat up closer to the door than the wall so that you get a longer skid...

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #954 on: April 02, 2013, 10:13:33 PM »
Dear Princess,

I closed the bedroom door for a reason.  That reason being that when you were granted the privilege of bedroom access, you spent the night attempting to take over my pillow, and when that failed, you switched to sleeping on my head.  As I have a natural dislike for the sensation of suffocating, that is simply unacceptable.  Additionally, you kept waking me up when you hissed at the Moose.  He was mostly just laying there asleep, and looked rather puzzled at your belligerence. 

Love,
The actual owner of the bed.

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #955 on: April 02, 2013, 11:03:07 PM »
Dear actual owner of the bed toiler of tasks and feline slave:

Obviously my generosity in allowing you to occupy a good amount of bed space is a wasted idea. You are getting too big for your britches as Grandma Princess would say. Still, she did teach me that hoomans are good for certain things and therefore we must humor them. So in honor of her memory, I will allow you to remain in bed with me as long as you understand which corner of the bed you (and Moose) are permitted to occupy. And that is: Any corner I don't want!

Bwahahaha. Prepare to curl up or enjoy the furry suffocation!

Love,

Princess and Ruler of the Bed

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #956 on: April 02, 2013, 11:43:31 PM »
Yep that's how it is

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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #957 on: April 03, 2013, 08:10:36 AM »
Dear Sassy:

Quit pawing at the bedroom door!  You've owned me for 2 years now and in all that time, you've never been allowed in the bedroom.  I can't believe you have any pads left on your paws, you were at it so long.

Knock it off or tomorrow's dinner is going to be cat soup.  Grrrr...
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #958 on: April 04, 2013, 03:13:28 PM »
Bootsie is my "cat hat."  She likes to sleep on my pillow curled around my head.  Sometimes she curls around so her nose is an inch from mine so we can breathe together and other times she rests her head on mine, using my head as a pillow.  When I'm not in bed, she usually lays at the foot of the bed looking out the lanai sliding glass doors, watching birds fly by and perch on the railing.  As soon as my head hits the pillow, she gets up and arranges herself in the "cat hat" position.

Dear Bootsie;

I love the "cat hat" act, but could you please stop stepping on my hair.  It pulls and hurts.  Also, no kicking your back legs to stretch them out and hitting me in the face.  That's why you aren't allowed on Big Daddy's pillow: He has a medically fragile left eye after 10 operations.  Your sister, Midnight (RIP), was very good at cuddling with Big Daddy without endangering his eye.*

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*We never figured out how Midnight knew, but when DH had retina reattachment surgery in his right eye, he had to always sleep on one side to hold the bubble inside his eyeball in the correct position.  The bubble holds the retina against the underlying structure until it heals.  Midnight would wake DH up if he turned over on the wrong side.  Later, when he had the retina reattachment surgery in his left eye, he had to hold his head in a different position.  Somehow Midnight knew this and would wake him up if he wasn't in the new position.  She was an excellent nurse.  It would have been much harder on DH without his little sweetheart.  We still miss her a year and a half later. :'(
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Re: S/O Dear Dog...Dear Cat
« Reply #959 on: April 04, 2013, 06:22:22 PM »
Bootsie is my "cat hat."  She likes to sleep on my pillow curled around my head.  Sometimes she curls around so her nose is an inch from mine so we can breathe together and other times she rests her head on mine, using my head as a pillow.  When I'm not in bed, she usually lays at the foot of the bed looking out the lanai sliding glass doors, watching birds fly by and perch on the railing.  As soon as my head hits the pillow, she gets up and arranges herself in the "cat hat" position.

Dear Bootsie;

I love the "cat hat" act, but could you please stop stepping on my hair.  It pulls and hurts.  Also, no kicking your back legs to stretch them out and hitting me in the face.  That's why you aren't allowed on Big Daddy's pillow: He has a medically fragile left eye after 10 operations.  Your sister, Midnight (RIP), was very good at cuddling with Big Daddy without endangering his eye.*

She Who Polices the Litterbox

*We never figured out how Midnight knew, but when DH had retina reattachment surgery in his right eye, he had to always sleep on one side to hold the bubble inside his eyeball in the correct position.  The bubble holds the retina against the underlying structure until it heals.  Midnight would wake DH up if he turned over on the wrong side.  Later, when he had the retina reattachment surgery in his left eye, he had to hold his head in a different position.  Somehow Midnight knew this and would wake him up if he wasn't in the new position.  She was an excellent nurse.  It would have been much harder on DH without his little sweetheart.  We still miss her a year and a half later. :'(

Awwwww! So sweet.