Category: Scooter
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two cats
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lick the cat’s butt
Yes, there is a yoga pose that looks a lot like this. No, it’s not called “lick the cat’s butt.” But that’s what it SHOULD be called. Read.
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butt pat
We have a cat who is ass-backwards. Our youngest cat, Sparky, is not much like a typical cat. He is almost paralyzingly afraid of every noise we make, for just starters. He spends hours and hours of each and every day hiding in the basement. But he is like most of the cats we’ve had Read.
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prozac cat
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Scooter pees
Scooter peed in the kitchen this morning. A lot. He sprayed the sides of the recycling bin and the bottles of vinegar, and he left a wide puddle of pee on the floor around the bin and bottles. I mopped up the pee, sprayed everything with formula twice. I cleaned all of the back one-third Read.
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the cat’s ass
My mother once described a certain person’s defining characteristic this way: “He thinks he’s the cat’s ass.” I’ve always been especially fond of this phrase as a way of describing a person who was a little too full of himself, even though I was never quite sure what vanity had to do with a cat’s Read.
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what passes for excitement
Scooter the cat is back home after a three-day stay at the emergency veterinary hospital. We don’t get up to a lot of exciting things during our self-imposed lockdown, so this is what passes for exciting around here nowadays. I had to take Scooter to our regular vet on Tuesday morning because he looked like Read.
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sheddingest cat ever
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sleepy time
We used to let our cats sleep with us, but after we brought Scooter home from the Dane County Humane Society two Christmases ago, we had to lock them out because Scooter wanted to sleep on our heads. I don’t like a cat sleeping on my pillow. Anywhere else but my pillow is okay, but Read.
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