Late Night Excitement

[Cheryl]

I was awoken by a crash and loud yowls very late at night. Since I live
with two cats, I didn't immediately suspect burglars. I wondered did I
really need to get up. The cats might have been fighting. Or playing
loudly. Or maybe they found a mouse - unusual, but it does happen. Or
even a rat - that had been a big crash.

Not to my surprise, when I got downstairs, I found an small overturned
table and a complete absence of cats, burglars, mice or rats. First Sam
and then Cinnamon wandered in casually and stared at me innocently as
though to say 'What a nice surprise to see you here! What, that table?
Wasn't it always like that? I didn't notice anything happening. Since
you're here, there's not quite enough food in our bowls.'

I put food in tne bowls and went back to bed. I know that was a mistake.
I hope they don't decide that this is a way to get extra food!

--
Cheryl

[jmcquown]

Uh oh! Now you've done it! They've turned the tables. Tee hee!

Jill

[Bastette]

Cheryl wrote:

> I was awoken by a crash and loud yowls very late at night. Since I live
> with two cats, I didn't immediately suspect burglars. I wondered did I
> really need to get up. The cats might have been fighting. Or playing
> loudly. Or maybe they found a mouse - unusual, but it does happen. Or
> even a rat - that had been a big crash.

> Not to my surprise, when I got downstairs, I found an small overturned
> table and a complete absence of cats, burglars, mice or rats. First Sam
> and then Cinnamon wandered in casually and stared at me innocently as
> though to say 'What a nice surprise to see you here! What, that table?
> Wasn't it always like that? I didn't notice anything happening. Since
> you're here, there's not quite enough food in our bowls.'

"Honest, it was like that when we got here."

--
Joyce

What business is it of the state how consenting adults choose to pair
off, share expenses and eventually stop having sex with each other?
-- Bill Maher

[Christina Websell]

"Cheryl" <cper...@mun.ca> wrote in message
news:b03lov...@mid.individual.net...

I know that "get up in the night because of yowls" only too well.
It was because that hateful cat "The enemy" who was so up himself about
bullying Boyfie that he thought he could come into the house to do it.
Bad luck that boy..Kitty rose up from lying by the fire, she chased him up
the curtains and pinned him down in the garden when he fled. He was
twice her size but she said "never ever do that again," and he didn't.
I miss her but Boyfie might not remember her. She brought him here and if
she hadn't he would have died.

[Christina Websell]

"Judith Latham" <jud...@sick-of-spam.invalid> wrote in message
news:534ffcb7...@sick-of-spam.invalid...
> In article <b03lov...@mid.individual.net>,

> Cheryl <cper...@mun.ca> wrote:
>> I was awoken by a crash and loud yowls very late at night. Since I live
>> with two cats, I didn't immediately suspect burglars. I wondered did I
>> really need to get up. The cats might have been fighting. Or playing
>> loudly. Or maybe they found a mouse - unusual, but it does happen. Or
>> even a rat - that had been a big crash.
>
>> Not to my surprise, when I got downstairs, I found an small overturned

>> table and a complete absence of cats, burglars, mice or >> I put food in

>> tne bowls and went back to bed. I know that was a mistake.
>> I hope they don't decide that this is a way to get extra food!
>

> They know what happened and they ain't tellin.
>
> You'll be alright giving them the food this once but if you do it twice
> it's put in the contract. :)
>

Ain't that just the truth!
When Boyfie insisted he was starving, I used to feed him when he asked and
it cost me whole loada money at TED's to find out he was trying it on.
Marina's Caliban was the same. She told me "Never, ever feed even one
minute before time" and I don't.
Boyfie has reluctantly accepted that he hasn't anything medically wrong with
him and can wait for his food times, which are when I get up (one pouch),
3.45 (another pouch, he won't wait longer than that..) and a sprinkle of dry
at 10 pm. He does of course claim that I am a cruel meowmie and that going
out looking at rats makes him hungry. I reply "what about all the hours you
spend relaxing on your duvet, or on my lap, like 16 per day..?"
It's not easy to refuse him but I don't want him to get fat, which he could
if fed to appetite.
He's off to TED's with Tigger soon for their Important Injections and they
always get a health check at the same time, heart, teeth, weight etc. Up to
now he has been purrfect, but now he is around 11 years old and I start to
worry if they will find anything.
I love him so much - and he does me - I couldn't bear it if they found
something life-threatening.

Tweed