Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Cats!


Mr. Ike
AKA
Sir Puss-A-Lot
What do people in Tennessee call little gray cats? (see answer below)

You can break a cat from the habit of catching birds by burning a match and rubbing the charred matchstick three times on the cat's nose.

If you butter the front paws of a cat, once it has licked it all off, it will never leave home.

If you put a new kitten under the covers of your bed and let it crawl out on its own, it will never run away from home.

When a cat bathes its rear end, notice which way its leg is pointing.  That will indicate the direction that your next visitors will be coming from.

Spell "mouse trap" using only three letters. (see answer below)

If a cat sits with its back to a fire, you can count on a cold spell coming soon.

If you kick a cat, you will get rheumatis' in that leg.

If you are unmarried and you step on a cat's tail, you know that you will not get married in the upcoming year.

If a cat keeps on looking out the window, rain is on the way.

Phantom J. 
Answers:
People in Tennessee call little gray cats "kittens" just like everyone else.
You spell "mouse trap" with only three letters like this:  "C-A-T" (unless they are my cats and they only play with the mice.)

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Sunday, January 8, 2012

January "Spring" Cleaning

My husband and I have been doing some MAJOR housecleaning. Not just simple cleaning. Going through every closet.  Going through every cabinet. Going through EVERYTHING. I have been vicious about getting rid of things that I know that I no longer have a use for. We have donated what we can to Goodwill and the library. Yes. I even got rid of over one hundred books.  No fears though. I still have hundreds left!

My animal companions have not been happy about this whole process. Vacuum monsters running all over the house. Wet spongy things soaking the floors. White gooey stuff on the walls that stick to their fur. Things being moved.  Chaos in the eyes of my animal friends.


Ike takes a close look at the new living room rug. 

He decides that it is quite comfortable.

Meanwhile, Ozzy just wants to play with his squeaky frisbee!

Mysterious orbs appeared in this photo.

Phantom has remained unconcerned about all of the goings-on. 

Of course I have not even touched my computer/craft/music room.  It was already a disaster zone, but it is a total nightmare now because as I have found items that should have been there in the first place, I have just pitched them through the door.

There is always next weekend!