And all of a sudden, it got quiet
Sorry, I don’t have much to update you on lately. I continue to knit stuff and read books and work at a library, and my brain has turned to mush. So I lack the coherent thought processes to blog about these things in a pleasing and amusing manner.
Also, I still have a cat. Who ate his way into a bag of pitas last week, and figured out how to open the cupboard under the sink where my garbage can is. I got home and there were banana peels and potato peelings all over. Fun!
The ‘rents were up this weekend, and it was a nice, quiet visit.
Someone left a bag of kittens on my front steps the other day. I kid you not. My neighbour saw them, and had them taken to the Humane Society. I wasn’t home at the time. Who the hell walks up to your door, drops a bag of kittens, and takes off without even knocking or asking if you want to take them? Seriously? WTF?
A bag of KITTENS? And I thought I’d heard some weird stuff lately. Good grief!
That’s insane. Really – on some random neighbour’s front porch? What are people thinking???
Also, I got to thinking about Bing’s cupboard explorations, and it made me remember how, when I was a kid, my mom put those plastic kiddy-locks on all the lower cupboard doors in the kitchen because not only had our cats figured out how to open them, they had started to teach the dog how to do so as well. LOL
Our smallest cat loooooves pitas. And all things bread-related, for that matter. He’s a carb-fiend, that one.
See? Cats are too smart – they’re going to take over the world someday.
And it’s good to know that there are other cats who love carbs out there. Plus, Bing is a complete dairy fiend – if I’m eating ice cream, he sits beside me and stares intently at the dish. Tonight, as I sat on the couch, he made a grab for the spoon. Oy.
OMG, Gryffin (the Toronto cat) used to do that all the time. He looooooved ice cream. Beware!
One of my cats loves cheese.. She follows me around meowing her fool head off, probably because she knows she’ll get some..