Island Life: Pregnant Calamity
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Today's Cat and Girl seems terribly appropriate for this thread ....
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What is it with ginger cats? Ours is a aerialist & used to traverse a 3rd story window sill (from the outside) - the idea was that as he came along, we'd open the window & he'd come into the kitchen.
One day his timing was off & he walked past the only openable window & came to the end of the sill.
We could only watch then, as his predicament set in & he attempted to turn around... quite an impressive manoevre even if unsuccessful.
The landing was more of a whoosh than a thud because he landed in a large catnip bush.
He was hyperventilating when found, but happy.
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Oh yeah, and when the worst gets here, we'll eat the cat.
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Oh yeah, and when the worst gets here, we'll eat the cat.
I will be very disappointed if that doesn't appear in The Crepes of Roth.
Braised in a Touareg hubcap?
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The phrase "dead cat bounce" lingers very unspokenly behind that post.
My former cat used to fling himself at a window that was only occasionally open as a useful cat-thoroughfare. While sometimes I'd make it in time to open it and watch him scramble through, occasionally you'd hear a thump and all you'd see would be few stray cat-hairs stuck to the glass.
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What is it with ginger cats?
Our ginger cat is, as a result of treatment for an abscess, sporting a hilarious poodle-esque shaved tail and nether regions. Because humiliation is such an important part of the healing process.
Especially when the bite-that-went-nasty went nasty half an hour and several hundred flippin' dollars before somebody's very important and expensive birthday dinner... bless his little ginger whiskers, but I could have done without that.
That's why they get nine lives, I guess.
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It was a live cat bounce though, which is probably something sharemarkets haven't experienced yet.
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Roflnui :)
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I will be very disappointed if that doesn't appear in The Crepes of Roth.
I was originallly thinking that it should have a recipe in every chapter - and any other rip off buttons I can think of and push.
Recipes with a "depression" flavour - sauteed cat, hot rats on a stick, roadkill flambe. That sort of thing.
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What is it with ginger cats?
The only ginger cat I've ever known was a kind of cat genius when it came to human behaviour. My mum got him and dad - a farmer - reacted in dubious fashion.
Cat worked out though dad was a softie underneath. Dad would come in from milking, wash, go to sit at the table and when he pulled out his chair ginger cat would be sitting on it. Looking up. Smiling, I swear it.
Dad would shoo the cat off. Cat would sit there and miouw happily. In the end dad would get up and exchange the chair with the spare one from the lounge. This happened every day.
After a bit, Mum notices catfood is going down too fast. Complains to my siblings about this - they deny it all. Dad then has to admit he gives cat a feed at 5am when he got up to milk the cows: cat would then get a second feed at 7am when Mum got up.
The season goes around. Cows dry off for winter. Dad gets to sleep in till 6am.
Cat is teed off. Miowwing loudly up the hall. Doesn't work.
So he goes into the den where the piano is. Stomps up and down the keyboard till someone comes to feed him.
Got named Mozart after that.
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So he goes into the den where the piano is. Stomps up and down the keyboard till someone comes to feed him.
Ha! Our ginga cat does that too.
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Ha! Our ginga cat does that too.
Our ginga cat got his name (Wooster) from his ability to fall off windowsills into bushes, or get himself inextricably tangled in the blind cord. They DO get really shitty when you laugh at them.
Bastard Cat was the one before him, whose tactic for getting us out of bed in the morning was to knock ornaments off the windowsill. Slowly and deliberately, one at a time, checking for reaction between each one.
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Braised in a Touareg hubcap?
Heh. I'm now very fond of Andrew's mockable Touareg. Seeing one on the motorway is vaguely cheering.
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Don't want to interrupt the cat anecdotes for too long but,
...as you choose your adult Halloween costume.
consider Sarah Palin, apparently she's all the rage for Halloween this year.
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Heh. I'm now very fond of Andrew's mockable Touareg. Seeing one on the motorway is vaguely cheering.
Likewise. However, I still hold despicable biases against the (likely totally blameless) owners of the related Audi Q7 and Porshe Cayenne. Especially the blasted Cayenne. They seem to be everywhere.
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I still hold despicable biases against the (likely totally blameless) owners of the related Audi Q7 and Porshe Cayenne. Especially the blasted Cayenne. They seem to be everywhere.
Sam, embrace your biases. Cherish them. One of the US auto manufacturers did a psychological test and found that SUV owners were vain, arrogant, stupid and insecure. They are what we think they are.
Besides, the Cayenne is ridiculous. How could Porsche do a thing like that?
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On another matter, Mr Slack: it is noticeable,here and elsewhere, how one can divert discussion from a serious topic by mentioning cats. You may want to bear that in mind the next time you are writing a speech for a politician.
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next time you are writing a speech for a politician.
Not that I have been doing any of that this election. Just last week I had an email from a Mr Drinnan of The Royal NZ Herald asking just such a question. Imagine.
You're right about the pets, though. I think Checkers is still the gold standard.
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Which is somewhat ironic, considering that it was Nixon who dropped the gold standard.
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...as you choose your adult Halloween costume.
consider Sarah Palin, apparently she's all the rage for Halloween this year.
The other night Amy was wearing her hair up and with her reading glasses on. "Wow, you almost look like Sarah Palin, I remarked." She silently looked at me, removed her hair clip, did somthing slightly different to her hair and ouila! there it was, perfect Palin (but many years younger). I shuddered.
Scary and cool at the same time.
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What is it with ginger cats?
What is it with hassling gingers?
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and ouila! there it was, perfect Palin
Voilà, peut-être?
I did check, and Babel-fish translates ouila to ullaged which I think has something to do with leftover booze...
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SUV owners were vain, arrogant, stupid and insecure.
None taken Paul. Because really, it's my wife's.
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and ouila! there it was, perfect Palin
Voilà, peut-être?
Très embarrassé!
I blame the left-over booze.
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Which is somewhat ironic, considering that it was Nixon who dropped the gold standard.
<pedant> FDR, I think. Nixon nixed Bretton Woods. </pedant>
Which - I'm over simplifying just a little here - was an attempt to have a gold standard without gold. Or much in the way of standards.
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