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Post by chicchantal on Aug 9, 2008 10:47:11 GMT -5
It's wet here and my cats are driving me mad. They go out, they get wet, they come in, they get bored. I'm trying to do housework and they don't like the noise so they go out an get wet again. Then they come in and it's eight muddy paws all over the floor.
I have finally shut them out for a while NB it's not cold here, just wet. I can't handle the accusing stares any more.
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Post by Becky (Berkeleytravelers) on Aug 9, 2008 11:30:24 GMT -5
I'd say the accusing stares are well deserved - I mean, it is your fault that it's raining!!  (You don't believe me? Just ask the cats!  ) |
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Post by Penny on Aug 9, 2008 13:12:41 GMT -5
LOL been there many times. Was telling a friend the other day about my silly Freddie (  ) It would be pouring, he'd want out, after about ten minutes of 'yow', I'd give up and open the door. he would walk the 4 feet both distance and his, to edge of porch. Then turn around and give me this look. , 'what is this stuff?' I would look at him and say "I told you" He would sat in the dry area for about ten minutes then want back in. BTW is the first Smiley (which says smiley) LOL? |
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Post by mossie on Aug 10, 2008 8:15:42 GMT -5
I am never allowed to forget the first time I took my girlfriend (now wife) to meet my mother. Mother waved her into the little chair beside hers (normally reserved by the cat), and she sat down quite innocently.
A few minutes later the cat strolled in and put one extended claw up to GFs knee, ruining one brand new pair of nylon stockings!!
Those were the days?
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(You don't believe me? Just ask the cats! 
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Let the riot begin! LOL - 
hahahha