Cats are perfectly scrutable, by the way - youse mins is projecting your weird stuff about wimmins onto them. Mins is weird.
Et tu, Dagmar! YOU!
What?? Not taking it seriously? I find that hard to believe! Just to prove I'm am entirely serious I shall arrive at your abode within 24 hours and poop in Oscar's food bowl. After that, the shaving will commence!
Roger - confusing....hmmmmmm...woul throwing him off the balcony be confusing for him?
i'm perfectly serious. cats are superstitious, in that they develop elaborate, repeatable routines of little or no relevance to the final action of the routine.
Probably. What did Monty Python do?
I believe they blew the cat up, Roger. "Cat." BOOM! Funny stuff.
Hmmm - Miranda and oscar both - as do I - have little rituals.
Oscar's generally do not include crapping in my bed!
It's a holiday thing. Like midnight mass or whatever...
All these Wabbit an Pussy-Cat discussions get to be confusing!!!
shaving the pussy or training it to do hail mary's and or wabbits getting all stirred-up and fighting - beets the snot out of me ! ;0) maybe we should get back to oral sex or was dat wabarettes??
Start training them to use the toilet. If they fall in, it's an "accident".
Hi, Deb. Long time, no see. We just had a Changing-of-the-Siamese in our house. New guy is Kirby, (actually he's Balinese,) 3 months old and he has established himself as the Alpha Mammal in the house completely subjugating another cat, a basset, a lab, and two homo sapiens. The situation's temporarily cute and tolerable, but Gracie (the lab) and I are hatching a plan ...
During his final year or so, our old guy, Pippi, developed the habit of dropping his stool in the general vicinity of the box (like somewhere in the same room) yet he always urinated precisely in the exact spot with no misses no matter how much his joints and bones ached. I considered that an acceptable compromise and am hoping someone extends the same courtesy to me during my final years.
Sounds like Oscar has issues. Are you spending enough quality time with him? Maybe he longs for the old country. A trip to Siam -just you and he - might be nice once the winter winds start blowing. Or ... you could put seven litter boxes in your bedroom, buy a nice, vinyl bedspread, and lubricate that balcony railing.
WHOOOOOOOODA!!!!!
A man and a labrador ain't never gonna win against an oriental pussycat!
i like the idea of a lubricant on the balcony railing. if you can't shave Oscar, that is. Think about it, that's all I ask.
We are siamese if you pleeze...
More importantly, we are Siameeze if you DON'T please!
we are gladda to seeah whooda, if you please.
