scribbles tagged ‘cat’

graveyard punctuation

Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007 | tags: , , , ,  |

Innocently wandering through a Dungeness, not Dungeness, graveyard.   As one is wont to do.

Minding my own business.  Reading the odd,   very odd, gravestone.   When,

SUDDENLY

As if from nowhere,   a cryptic cat launched itself at my torso.    It cunningly used pin-prick  claws to latch onto my skinny left thigh.   While chewing my zipper and partially succeeding in mesmerizing me with talking eyes the  killer kitty eye’d my nose as a potential source of protien:

Scared, me?   Oh yes.

Lot’s of ‘nice kitty’s were administered to secure my thigh’s freedom.

Finally I discovered that offering my fingers as a sacrifice helped lure the kitty’s claws from my leg as it performed the twistiest of jumps in a digit devouring  frenzy.   My fingers and legs bare punctuation scars…

I’ve not heard an American use the phrase ‘graveyard’ nor seen sign’s with the phrase.   Roads are called ‘cemetary road’ and sign’s indicate cemetaries.    Modern cemetaries  are often labelled  ’memorial garden’.   The mutliple, relevant,  related meanings  that come with using the word  ’grave‘ appeal to me:

  1. dig; excavate.
  2. carve or shape with a chisel: sculpture; carve or cut (as letters or figures) into a hard surface: engrave.
  3. to impress or fix (as a thought) deeply.
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the hat is where its at, no mention of the cat.

Saturday, December 2nd, 2006 | tags: , ,  |

how can you resist a hat

with its jaunty stylish flair?

Ecstatic manes tamed. Quite-flat.

hiding dull or           …unwashed…          hair.

Sunshine can not harm your skin

shaded ‘neath a dashing brim

reducing signs of agin’

by keeping the daylight dim

 

Wear it as a shower cap

parade it in the high street.

Stay together as you nap,

apart,         …you’ll be….        ….incomplete.

No more whiplash, yelping, shocks

in bed reaching for your Tea.

He didn’t rest  ’pon your locks

they’re not sprawling knottily*

 

Nov. 2006.    2 verses and an attempt to rhyme is a major achievement for me.  Yay!   Local friends and colleagues can testify to my  persistent  use of headgear in a crisis.   I do indeed wear them in the shower, the bath,  at work, on boats, planes    and trains, while napping  and occassionaly in bed.   Before I took to wearing a hat in bed my ex-fiancee would accidentaly lay on my hair causing my unanticipated whiplash style yelpings of pain.  

*for this poem knottily is pronounced  to make it difficult to distinguish from  ’naughtily’.

What little luxuries light your proverbial fires?

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coyotes eat cats

Saturday, November 4th, 2006 | tags:  |

Wendy:   oh my god a gun (jumps back,   the gun is about 3 foot long,   not as heavy looking as a shot-gun)

neighbour:   there’s coyotes out,   I’ve seen two tonight

Wendy: here?

neighbour: just over there (cocks the gun, click, click) this will scare them

Wendy:   why do you think they come here?

neighbour: the cats, an easy meal, I’m going to tell (neighbors name), she lets her cats out

Wendy:   good idea

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moulting minx

Monday, March 27th, 2006 | tags: , ,  |

a striking  disparity in per-kitty fluffball production  

fluff produced by todays grooming

Matrix defluffed   Sampo Defluffed

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crackling paper party

Friday, March 10th, 2006 | tags: , , , ,  |

Do cats have an informal, accurate, theory of static electricity?

My kitties adore paper.  I leave sheets of crumpled paper on the floor aound my home. They prefer  rolling and writhing  on the paper than the carpet.   The carpet is not natural fibre.   Rolling on the carpet builds static electricity.   Rolling on paper does not.  

Coincidence or clever kitties?   You decide….

Matrix and Sampo play in paper
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cats can’t cook

Tuesday, February 28th, 2006 | tags: , , ,  |

after-beer words of wisdom paraphrased in a local (US) regional phraseology:

Wendy: “I needs me a boyfriend to do the cookin’ and stuff, cats is ok but they caint cook

Matrix: shhhhhhhnnnnrrrrrrrrrr……….

Cats, like boyfriends, can and do snore

Matrix sleeping

Am I DULL or what!!!

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Love Cats

Tuesday, February 14th, 2006 | tags: , ,  |

 700,000 x luuuurrrffffffff to all you doody-cats

 

Bask in all that BIG  luuuurrrrrffffff

 

Matrix doing a demo:

 

go...

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Kitty pastiche

Saturday, January 14th, 2006 | tags: , ,  |

Eyan’s kitty-stories,   to be taken daily with a large mug of tea for  a sense of proportion….    

Cats are watching tv.Cat tv emits a warm, orange-reddy light and it is viewed as closely as possible. “

Woke with my ususal splutter.   Cats took this as a cue for an early morning feeding. We tried mutual underblanket comforting for an hour,   but it didn’t work. Couldn’t get back to sleep.  They had a five am feeding instead.

Was gang-busted by intruders the other night. They persistently banged against my bedroom door until I let them in. They then forced me to share my bed with them. One was small, light-footed and purred quite a lot. The other was rather heavy and leaden-like on   your legs.

Any idea where my cats stand on the Wendy bounce scale ? There was serious activity this morning, especially after my “trance” alarm went off.”

 

“This morning’s  bouncing activity involved pushing open the door which was ajar, walking round the bed with heavy footage, climbing along the pillow and sniffing hair, investigating a device on the floor which lit up and emitted sounds equivalent to a small discotheque playing illicit-substance-influenced sounds and general hyperactive mayhem (because we are HUNGRY)”

 

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Local BIG cats

Monday, December 19th, 2005 | tags:  |

Mountain Lion = Puma = Cougar = Catamount, Felis Concolor

I learned that letting a domestic kitty range outdoors in the NW US risks it becoming some local predators lunch. Lots of preditors here that don’t live in the UK. The picture below is not a puma eating a domestic kitty. It is a Puma carrying its cub.

You too can have a trophy-kill cuddly-toy on your own wall at home

Cuddly-Puma-Head

W Watching-Weally-Wild-Caged-Cats

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What could possibly be better than paper?

Sunday, November 27th, 2005 | tags:  |

Paper is fun;

Your cat may well prefer high-tech entertainment;

DVDs

 

 

 

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Why do kitties like being on paper?

Sunday, November 13th, 2005 | tags: ,  |

why, Why, WHY?

I’m not complaining. They’re very easy to please… …dare I say – ‘like me’?

Wendy Wondering-Why

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