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Humans Ask the Silliest Things


This cannot be just about my humans, meaning Mom L and Dad P. I bet’cha some of you have had your humans say stuff just as silly as Mom L. I was hanging out with my buddy Nanuk, watchin’ the bird and squirrel TV channels. Mom L interrupted us when I was switchin’ stations from “bird” to “squirrel” episodes—the squirrel channels are Nanuk’s favorites don’t ya know?

Anywho, Mom L asks me a question that caused me to whip my head around to double check that what I “heard” is what she “said”.

Tell me I didn’t really hear what you just asked!

Indeedy do, she did ask exactly what I thought she did. I had to look away before I did what she asked.

She can’t have asked me that, could she?

Finally I sucked it up and turned to Nanuk to ask him the question she had asked me. “Hey Nanuk, Mom L wants to know if you need to go outside for a potty break. Do you?”

Yes, you heard me right. She wants to know if you gotta go take a pee. Seriously.

You can only try to imagine Nanuk’s stunned look and then his whispered reply that only I could hear. I turned back to Mom L and said politely that Nanuk had declined her offer.

Ummm…he said no thanks. He can hold a few years more.

Do your humans ever ask you silly, nonsensical things like Mom L did? I’m still shaking my head over that one!!


A Favorite Sun Puddle Time of Year


No matter if you are a woofie or kitty, I bet’cha you are much like me—meaning that you have your very own favorite sun puddle during particular times of the year.

My favorite sun puddle in May to early June is in our master bedroom. We have an unusable balcony with a sliding glass door which is covered with what Mom L refers to as “those ugly vertical blinds”. Now TKS and I have no idea why she  doesn’t like the blinds because we both enjoy inserting our bodies in among those very same blinds in search of a special sun puddle this time of year.

Actually Mom L may be referring to the fact that “said blinds” do tend to fall off their track when we kitties push among them to find this special seasonal sun puddle. But I say “ppfffft!” It’s a sun puddle! Who cares about getting to it.

But I have digressed. ‘Scuse me. Let me move along. So this morning Mom L saw me getting ready to settle into this special seasonal sun puddle and she decided to make my morning pleasure into a photo shoot! Yep, she did that very thing.

*sigh* “Such a nice morning”

I realized quickly that I was being spied on by the Momarazzie and let her know I knew.

“got’cha Mom L! I see you and that smartie pants phone”

But then I saw a shadow and knew some bird was offering itself up for some bird TV viewing so I had to take my attention away from Mom L for a second.

“Hey birdie! Come back around one more time!”

Trust me! I did not forget that Mom L was usurping my morning leisure time in a favorite seasonal sun puddle for her “Savannah Photo Shoot”!!

“OK!! Alright already! I see you snapping away on that smartie pants phone!”

I did get in the last harrummppff at Mom L when I started to give her my *back of disdain*. Not sure that made a difference but it sure did make me feel in charge!

“Mom L? This is it, I am done. Now scoot away and mind your own business!

Do your humans ever invade you when you are enjoying a favorite seasonal sun puddle??? How do you get them to move along and leave you alone?? Give me a yeowl out or woof out in comments.



I Got It! I Think I Got It?


My purple super cat flying cape has been begging me to take it out for a spin. No matter how long I keep watching for something to happen so’s I can fly to the rescue, nothing appears that draws me to ramp up my super flying cape.

Heck, I’m just gonna lie down here and see if something pops into my head. A few crinkle and crackle noises later—Nope, nothing popping anywhere here. Not my head, toes, tail—nothing at all. How am I gonna explain to my super flying cape there’s nowhere for me to fly?

“HEY!! Who tickled my tummy?? What in Ceiling Cat’s name is going on under me and my super flying cape! Come on you hidden tickler, show yourself! What did you say? You aren’t gonna show up??!! Fine by me my little tickler, you are gonna have to suffer my mighty smack down paws!”

Kerwhap! Whop! Slap! Thunk!

Lightning speed smack down paws

“Gotcha you sneaky imp!” Ummmm—now I’m not so sure which paw caught the little sneak. Heck, I’m not even sure “what” that sneak actually is!

What did my mighty smack down paws catch?

It’s up to you my readers to tell me which paw caught my sneaky tickler AND what or who is the tickler’s identity. I won’t lift a paw until I hear from you.


pEEeSS—for those of you who join The Cat On My Head’s Sunday Selfie Blog Hop, you might recognize my Sunday Selfie. Mom L was able to crop my face from one of these photos. Gotta luvluvluv online photo editing. And no, Mom L didn’t do a single thing to alter the color of my eyes. Seriously

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