Catblogging:

[nilchance]

This morning, Millie had to go to the vet for a recheck and for some dental work. So we round her up and zip her into the travel bag, with Samwise lounging on the couch next to it. Sam watches up stuff his sister into the bag. Then, not five seconds later, Millie begins yowling sullenly to let her servants know of her displeasure. Sam sits straight up, alarmed despite watching her go into the bag, and comes over to sniff at her. He pats the bag, sympathetically, and we all go "aww."

And then the idiot steps on the bag and stands directly on Millie's head.

*facepalm*

Our boy, ladies and gentleman. He's very special in the brain.

Comments

[justsonya.livejournal.com]

That is so fucking hilarious!

[atypia.livejournal.com]

LMFAO!!! He knew how to shut her up :D

[beanside.livejournal.com]

*snuggle* Everything okay, sweetheart?

Currently, said kitty is cowering from the Willow kitty who is giving him dirty looks.

[eponin10.livejournal.com]

Hee! Cats are silly.

[justsonya.livejournal.com]

I'm in another round of Dennis not wanting to buy a house after we've offered on it and negotiated. *twitch*

[embroiderama]

Heeee! That's awesome.

[mona1347.livejournal.com]

But he TRIES, bless his tiny little brain. LOL

[nilchance.livejournal.com]

*smish* I'm sorry, honey. That sucks.

[nilchance.livejournal.com]

Yes. With his butt on her head.

[nilchance.livejournal.com]

They are! Sam has taken years off my age, I swear.

[nilchance.livejournal.com]

I'm... kind of proud of my idiot fur-son, I have to say.

[nilchance.livejournal.com]

Oh, he's definitely TRYING.

Did I tell you he's afraid of asparagus? We had it on a plate and he honestly backed away from it. Scrunched down low and crept backwards and then RAN. From ASPARAGUS.

[eponin10.livejournal.com]

That's years off in the good way, right? *g* Is the icon a pic of your kitteh? *pets*

[eponin10.livejournal.com]

LOL. Mine do this with anything minty. I had to icy-hot my leg and gods, Merlin ran away. *laughs*

Also? We're convinced that cat purring is really the sound of their two brain cells rattling around in their heads. *g* It would explain a lot. *nods*

I've decided, however, that I'd like to come back in my next life as a pampered housecat. Sleeeeeep. :D

[beetle-breath.livejournal.com]

Rimmer runs from ants. Ants! He loves grasshoppers (as is evident by the bits he leaves scattered around the house) but a teeny tiny ant sends him running the other way.

[atypia.livejournal.com]

And after all, isn't that the best way to shut someone up?

[atypia.livejournal.com]

We could learn a lot from our furry brethren.

[gestaltrose.livejournal.com]

lol. I hope that Millie is okay after all that. :)

[mona1347.livejournal.com]

That is BRILLIANT. *rolls around giggling*

As we all know, Bean's too-smartness would spell ruin for us all if she had thumbs. Sam could be the Pinky to her Brain.

[meredevachon]

Hee!

Of course he did!

Cats. Gotta love 'em.

[katzb101.livejournal.com]

heee... only kitties *g*

[rae-1985.livejournal.com]

Our Simon cat spent the day chasing snowflakes through the sliding glass door. He usually spends it sleeping, but every time he would lay down to get comfy he'd notice the snow mocking him. He also spent some time chasing his tail. He's special in the head as well.

[beensupe.livejournal.com]

My cat Toby was not the smartest tool in the box, either. He obsessed over food and was our least favorite animal. The last 4 years of his life he was our only pet and, without the influence of other 4-legged beasties, he morphed into the sweetest, lovingest "old-man" cat. He was 17 when his failing kidneys got the better of him.

One time he snatched a rib bone from hubby's plate and was immediately busted. He put his paws up against the bone to hold it in his mouth, and growled. I'd try to take it out and he would hold it in. I almost peed myself laughing.

http://generic-images.s3.amazonaws.com/toby-bone.jpg

I have never met another cat that used his paws like hands the way Toby did. He was a master at opening cupboards and drawers, and picked up kibble one at a time and fed himself.

I was happy to read that your Millie has more time to spend with you both.