Good
Morning,
It
is barely still morning. According to
Adullamite, sleeping ‘til almost noon is
acceptable. This will be fairly short
and maybe not so sweet.
I’ve
heard of “the dog ate my homework” excuse, but I never thought I would ever use
it. Jerry has my computer set up in the
living room so I can use the TV as my monitor, which is really nice. I’m more comfortable, and the TV has a great
screen. I waited most of the late
evening (or really early morning) to work on this—only to be put off by three
of our critters! You see, I throw a towel
over the keyboard so the cat hair won’t be so bad on it. Well, the cats have found a way to make the
overall situation worse. Oh, the build-up
of cat hair is indeed less of a problem, but one of the cats is almost always
sleeping on the towel on top of the keyboard now. Mama Kitty (a.k.a. Miss Callie) is the one
usually claiming the spot as her own, and this was the case this morning. Let me tell you, Mama Kitty does not give up
her spot without a fight, and making my quest to keep you all informed of all
of the fascinating developments in my life even more difficult was having Trixie
sleeping under the little table that holds the keyboard and Grayson sound
asleep on top of my feet. 1, 2, 3
strikes and I’m out. The only reason I’m
getting to use the keyboard now is that the conspirators are having breakfast,
and they think they’ll starve to death if they have to wait another minute.
No,
I do not think I am being paranoid by thinking that they are ganging up against
me, and I may have proof by not having any pictures of the scene of the
crime. Hey, I watch a lot of crime
shows, with Forensic Files being one of my favorites, and in every episode,
they talk about pictures taken at the scene of a crime being crucial to the
conviction of the guilty. The trouble is
that our critters are also watching these shows, and when I went to take a
picture of Mama Kitty sleeping on top of the keyboard, she won’t go near
it. I even picked her up and put her on
the towel, and she ran off like I had put her down on a hot stove! I really need to keep a much closer eye of
her. Yeah, you would think that our pups
would be eager to rat on her, but they ain’t saying a word. I’ll try to write more later if I can. Mama Kitty is staring me down. It seems I messed up her bed, and the camera
is nowhere to be found.
CYA,
Arlynda
All you have to do is spend an hour or two today to teach them how to type, send and receive emails, Arlynda. They're obviously waiting to receive some from their friends. They probably even want their own Facebook page...so be sport...give them what they want! ;)
ReplyDeleteIf you don't mind, Lee, I'll just wait to see how that goes with you and your kitties. I really do appreciate the help, though. (LOL?)
DeleteI've discovered that trying to convict any four legged children of offenses against humans is a total waste of time. Even with pictures no one ever believes that Duke is guilty of anything
ReplyDeleteOh, but I do believe that such a sweet little puppy as Duke would ever do anything bad, Ann, while our cats are just plain evil!
DeleteIndeed I think that a good idea.
ReplyDeleteA few posts from the cats would help enthuse them with the blog.
Oh no, Mr. Adullamite, Mama Kitty just laying on the keyboard is bad enough without her actually publishing something.
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