Pika! What are you doing on the table?"
Her usual response to my cat-on-the-table hysteria is to run because my hysteria is usually followed by my getting a squirt-bottle of water.
"I am not on the table you silly, loud, hysterical human. I am in a basket. Now go away. You are disturbing my nap."
So I went away--after moving the basket, cat and all, to the floor. I wanted to shake it before setting it down but restrained myself.
I went upstairs and found a huge mess in the bathroom. Kramer had delicatly plucked hundreds of fibers out of the rug. I was so astonished I forgot to take a picture but later took a picture of the garbage can after two hands full of plucked fibers were thrown away. I was up there later and he'd done it again.
The rug will soon be bald. I went downstairs to have a little talk with him. I couldn't bring myself to do it. He looked so forlorn, curled up--not on the beach towel but next to it. And as I turned to leave he made a tiny little dog pouffer and it drove me out of the room and out of the house and I have now applied for citizenship in pet-free countries.
6 comments:
Pika just kills me. I love how she just curls up and sleeps in the most unusual places. Then there's Kramer . . . . just what on earth is on his mind to pluck out rug fibers? Does anybody know of a good dog psychic in Utah who can read dog's minds and communicate with them?
Poooooor Kramer. The little guy has been uprooted from the only home he remembers and now has to contend with two giant cats who really don't want him around. No wonder the poor dear is eating your rug. He can't suck his thumb.
I think Kramer is pleading innocence there. That angelic face could never have done what you are accusing him of; it is a setup. "I've been framed."
thats so cute one ...cuddly
How old are they ?
:)
Pika looks so cute in the basket. And poor Kramer. Maybe he and Azzy should ride the teeter-tooter together. What a mean, mean Mommy you are, advertising his flatulence for all the world to see. Well, I guess actually if I were Kramer I might choose you for my mom too...
Oh, how I love cute pets! My Shadow (cat) likes to scratch on towels and unravel them---arrggghhh!! I have a ton of towels with little stringy things all over them...
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