"I've had a long day. Do we HAVE to blog tonight?"
Obi set up the perfect ambush for his brother today. It went a little like this:
Pick the victim: Oliver.
Pick the bait: The Girl is going into the downstairs bedroom to change into pants. Oliver is sure to follow.
Pick the location: The wall juts out here in the hallway. I will wait for Oliver here and when he walks by, unsuspecting, I will pounce.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
Oliver is coming down the stairs. Wait. The Girl is coming around the corner – she is already changed. She sees me, but doesn’t let on. Good Girl.
Oliver is walking down the hallway. Wait. He walks by. Um, lay down. Oliver walks around The Girl and they both walk by to go upstairs. The Girl shrugs at me and giggles.
Something went wrong. Back to the drawing board.
"Leave the dragon alone. I am basking."
Zensai is nearly ten years old and lately he’s been having trouble staying up on the flower pot he had for basking. Part of this is probably because he has scratched off all the texture. Part could be because he is old and it was hard to cling to a round pot. So this weekend The Boy, the grandpeople and I put our heads together and found this solution – a square pot. He seems to approve. Not that he would admit that.
Posted in Attempt at humor, Cats, Oh please someone think this is funny, Uncategorized
Tagged ambushes, battle, cats, dragons, funny, humor, lizards, sibling rivalry
Summer got here on Tuesday and we’re all enjoying it very much. There’s smell-o-vison and windows staying open all night. For Zensai there is the extra special treat of pansies. Pansies are one of my favorite flowers. They are one of Zen’s favorite foods. One of the best things about visiting my parents, in his mind at least, is that my mother would let me take him outside to eat pansies in “the wild.”
Yesterday we went to a barbecue at a friend’s house. It was most excellent. The problem is that this is also the week that a local publication, for which I do the layout on weekends, doubled in size. Rather than miss the party, I decided to work into the wee hours when I got back. So I did.
The Boy gave up on me around midnight and headed upstairs. Kitten Thunder napped in the office with me until we were finally able to go to bed around 2:30 a.m.
This morning I opened my eyes to find that I was completely alone. I went downstairs and asked The Boy if there hadn’t been any of the normal “it could be time for breakfast” poking and silliness from Oliver. Because I don’t remember it.
“Oh, there was poking,” says The Boy.
“So they decided that maybe The Girl was dead and moved on to you?”
I have a good Boy.
Oliver was very happy when it turned out that I, in fact, was not dead – just dead to the world. We had some serious snuggle time on the couch this morning. And a nap…because I got up way too early.
Posted in Attempt at humor, Cats, Oh please someone think this is funny, OutTV
Tagged breakfast, cat, cats, dragons, gardening, kittehs, kitten, kittens, late nights, lizards, my dragon loves to dead head, pansies