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GO GO GO!
Mar 2001
time: 23:33
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So I'm sleeping quite peacefully this morning. It's around 6:30AM local time and I feel something bump my head, waking me. It's my buddy, Morris. So I roll over and pet him. He starts purring. I think okay, that's nice, now I'm going back to sleep. So I roll back over again and try to go back asleep.
That pissed him off I guess. He wanted more attention. So he takes his paw and bats at the back of my head. I turn around and say, "what? I already pet you!" I pet him some more. "fine is that enough?" I put my head back down to go to sleep.
There's something you have to understand. This time of year my allergies are bad. Within about 5-10 minutes of waking up in the morning, I start sneezing and can't fall back asleep. So if I get woken up, I must go back to sleep fast or else I'm screwed.
So I'm trying to fall back asleep... hopefully until about 8 AM (which it's about right now). The cat is still sitting next to my head. I feel him staring at me. "Go away" I'm thinking. Finally, I feel him starting to walk away. He jumps off the bed. Thank god! But then...
He gets a running start and jumps on my bed, then sprints from the foot to the head of the bed, then across the pillow, stomping on my head, then back down the bed, them back up... back and forth he's running FULL SPEED ON MY BED!!! WTF IS YOUR PROBLEM CAT!!?!?!?!
I sit up in bed. He stops and sits down by me feet, giving me "goo goo eyes". And then... I sneeze. He meows.
"Thank you *******, now I'm awake, are you happy?"
he meows.
the littler monster:
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GameGeek
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My wife moved to Germany a while back & stayed for about a year. We took our cat with us. Unfortunately, he thought that when the sun comes up, everyone should get up. Two basic problems with that: (1) the sun comes up markedly earlier in Bavaria than it does in Arkansas; and (2) he had that cat-vision that let him see the sun coming up long before it was light enough to wake me up. He was getting us up at about 4:30 . . .
One of my favorite cat jokes: Do you know the difference between dog theology and cat theology? The dog looks at you and thinks, "he loves me, he feeds me, he gives me a good home. . . therefore, he must be a god." The cat looks at you and thinks, "he loves me, he feeds me, he gives me a good home . . . therefore, I must be a god."
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Sava
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GO GO GO!
Mar 2001
time: 23:33
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Originally posted by Wezil
Mine is terrified of outside. She loves to sit in a window but if I put a harness on her and try to sit outside with her she gets panicky and starts howling.
I'm glad she has no desire to go out in some respects in that I never have to worry about her sneaking out the door, it is strange that an animal would not appreciate being out. |
We don't let our cats roam free outside, necessarily.
We only let them out when someone is outside to watch them.
Mickey, our Himalayan, likes to go outside and sunbathe.
Mali, one of our orangees, just likes to walk around for a minute or two, then he tries to eat grass. Once that starts he gets put inside because he's a throw up king. But Mali's strange. He'll roll around on our concrete patio getting himself dirty. 
And Morris is the jungle cat. He sits in the bushes and waits for little critters to come by. He routinely kills rabbits and mice. He can't quite get the chipmunks that hang around our house. They taunt him constantly.
The other day, he was acting weird. I've got this 19 inch monitor on the floor in my room and he was sitting close to it, facing it. I was like WTF is he doing? So as I'm playing a game, he starts going nuts and there's all this commotion. I see this little black thing go darting across the floor. Apparantly he was outside, and had brought a mouse inside to play with. I caught the mouse with a cover from a writable CD spindle. I slipped a manila folder under it and carried it outside. As I'm walking down the stairs, Morris is following me, probably saying "cmon cmon let me play with it!". That mouse was lucky I caught it and set it free. Most aren't so lucky.
And there was this one time. Mali had been outside with my dad. As my dad is coming in he calls Mali. The cat comes running full speed, but my dad doesn't notice he brought a friend in with him. I'm upstairs and I hear my sister scream. Mali had brought a baby bunny in with him. I go downstairs and my sister's boyfriend is chasing this baby bunny around the first floor trying to catch it, while the cat is following him. My dad opened the door and the thing ran out. It was quite exciting.
Here's Mali, Morris, and Mickey... claiming my bed as their own.
oh, BTW... Mali was my grandmother's cat. When she died, he came to live with us. Funny thing. Mali means "little" in Serbian. They named him when he was a kitten... because he was little. Usually they named all their cats "Matza" or "Matzan" which means "cat" (yes they are not original). But what's funny is that Mali grew up to be this huge cat.
It's like some muscle-bound dude named, Tiny. 
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GameGeek
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Yeah, that sleeping with the eyes open is pretty weird. We had to have one our cats put down recently, and I discovered something that I thought even more bizarre . . . Cats don't close their eyes when they die.
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