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Happy Easter to everyone! Here’s a virtual basketful of cute and funny pics for you to enjoy with your basketful of candy and eggs. (all images found on Pinterest)
Happy Valentine’s Day
Happy Valentine’s Day! Here are some funnies to help you enjoy it. (all images found on Pinterest)
Wishing one and all a happy and blessed Thanksgiving
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Wishing one and all a very happy Easter
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Is Your Cat Plotting To Kill You? – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS
“How do you tell if your cat is plotting to kill you?” Sherri asked Mitch as she set her cup down on the coffee table.
Mitch gave her a quizzical look from the recliner across the table from her seat on the couch. “What do you mean?” he asked before taking a sip of coffee.
Behind the couch, a black and white cat crouched unseen and listened silently.
“Well, it’s just, you know. Things. Things Tux has been doing lately.”
Mitch set the coffee cup on the table. He thought she was probably overreacting, being a new cat owner and all, but he felt he should humor her, so he asked, “Like what?”
“Well, he always seems to be underfoot. I have to constantly watch where I’m walking for fear of tripping over him. Even on the stairs. I can be walking down the stairs when suddenly, as if from out of nowhere, he’ll be crouched on step, almost like he was trying to trip me.”
Behind the couch, the cat’s ears perked up and he turned his head slightly towards the spot where Sherri’s voice was coming from.
“Cats being underfoot is pretty normal, Sherri. Is that all he’s doing?”
Sherri shook her head. “I’ll wake up at night, suddenly unable to breathe, and find Tux has draped himself over my face.”
Behind the couch, Tux’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t like what he was hearing from Sherri.
“I’ve heard of some cats doing that, Sherri. They’ll lay there or near your head, or even on your chest. They like to feel your pulse. It’s comforting to them. It’s nothing to get too concerned over. Is there anything else?”
“Well, actually, …”
Tux didn’t wait to hear whatever else Sherri related. He padded quietly out of the room and into the spare bedroom. Crawling under the bed, he dragged out a book he had carefully hidden. “How can she be on to me already?” he muttered as he licked a paw and started turning pages. “I can’t believe it! I wonder what the book recommends I should do now…”
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(And I recommend the How To Tell If Your Cat Is Plotting To Kill You book, by The Oatmeal. It’s hilarious :D)
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “how”:
Cat vs Christmas Tree – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS
Marcia stepped back and eyed the freshly decorated Christmas tree. With a smile and a nod, she proclaimed, “Perfect! It’s done!”
Ian stepped up beside her and looked the tree over. “It looks great, Marcia,” he said with a nod. “You did a great job. I just hope it’ll be safe with you-know-who around.”
“Don’t worry. I made sure to keep any breakable ornaments off the bottom branches. It should be ok.”
“I hope you’re right. You know how much mischief he can get into.”
“Well, he is still young, you know.”
“It’ll be fine. Now come on, we have cookies to make.”
They went to the kitchen and began making Christmas cookies. They’d just finished putting the first batch in the oven when the sudden sound of breaking glass came from the living room. With a groan, they hurried from the kitchen to go check it out.
The sight that greeted them brought them to a sudden halt. Broken ornaments littered the floor around the tree. But the most shocking sight was the back half of a calico cat sticking out of the middle of the tree, wriggling as if he was trying to get further into the tree but was stuck.
“Oh my gosh!” Marcia exclaimed “Loki! What did you do!”
A plaintive mew escaped the tree, as if saying, “Don’t just stand there! Help me!”
Ian laughed. “I warned you, Marcia! He’s good at getting into mischief!”
Marcia gave him the side-eye then told him, “Just help me get him out of there, preferably without breaking any more ornaments.”
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “tree”:
(Cat meme found by Google image search)
Wishing everyone a very happy Thanksgiving. Enjoy your meal, but also the company of family and friends, and be sure to count your blessings and all you’re thankful for.
(all images found on Pinterest)
Happy 4th of July
The Yarn Fought Back- Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS
“And then I saw it,” said Mickey, his golden eyes wide as saucers and his tail swishing back and forth. “The biggest ball of yarn you’ve ever seen!”
Lily and Pepper leaned forward eagerly, their ears perked. “Wow!” exclaimed Lily. “What did you do, Grampa?”
“I didn’t know what to make of it at first,” Mickey continued. “I’d never seen a ball of yarn that big before. I crept up on it cautiously, not sure what to expect from it. But it just sat there, unmoving, as if tempting me to do attack it.”
Lily and Pepper nodded excitedly. “And then what Grampa?” asked Pepper anxiously.
“I crept closer and closer, inching my way to the ball of yarn, waiting for it to do something, but it didn’t. Finally, I gave into the temptation and pounced on it! We went rolling around the floor as I kicked it and clawed at it, an occasional growl or yowl escaping from my throat. But my enemy wasn’t as weak and cowardly as I’d thought. The ball of yarn fought back! As we battled across the floor, I found myself becoming entangled in its strands. Then, before I knew what had happened, I’d become encased in it, only my head being free!”
Lily and Pepper gasped. “Oh, no!” they cried. “How did you get free?”
Just then the kittens’ mother came into the room and walked up to them. Misty eyed Mickey and sighed. “Telling them one of your old yarns again, Dad?” She shook her head and faced the kittens. “Come along, you two. It’s time for bed.”
“Aww,” they said as they followed their mother out of the room.
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This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “yarn”: