Tag: cats
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bonk
The old Bonkity-bonk-bonk ain’t doing so well these days. A couple weeks ago he came down with what seemed to be an ordinary head cold, but when he couldn’t shake it, we took him to the vet. She gave him some low-grade antibiotics that seemed to help him shake the cold at first, but then Read.
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bonk
I was reading a chapter of Gotham: A History of New York City to 1898 last night and ran across the name “Adrien van der Donck.” Isn’t that fantastic? He was in New York back when the place was lousy with Dutch people and was known as the New Netherlands and, later or earlier (I’m Read.
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sourpuss
This is someone’s pet. People have not only let him into their house, they feed him and maybe even let him sit on their laps while they pet him and coo adorable baby sounds into his ears. This may be the final, clinching proof of the old adage that, no matter what you look like Read.
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sleepy
In case you were wondering, we didn’t have to send the cats away to uncle Joe’s farm so we could get a good night’s sleep. It turned out to be stupidly easy to get them to stop climbing all over us all through the night. They only do that in the winter, so it followed Read.
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catty
The cats will have to go. I need a full night’s sleep, but ever since night time temperatures plunged below freezing, I’ve had to wake up several times through the night to kick my way out from underneath a pile of cats. This does not make for a restful night. You might think that two Read.
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gesundtheit
A cat sneezed in my face yesterday morning. I washed my face like I have never washed it before. I lathered up every last square inch of skin surface. I scrubbed my face from top to bottom and side to side. Every little nook and cranny got special attention. I washed my lips, and rinsed Read.
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contrasts
Here’s a first-world problem if ever there was one: I come home to Our Humble O’Bode and before I get to do what I really want, namely recline in a comfy chair with a glass of cold beer in one hand and a laptop connected to the internet in the other, ready to spend countless Read.
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hairball
There seems to be a greatly increased chance of hairballs this season. Perhaps global climate change is to blame. Since we’ve come back from a week-long vacation I’ve found three different places where the cats yakked up hairballs. They’ve left us their little surprises before, but I can’t remember a time when they did it Read.
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sweat
I didn’t object when My Darling B decided to turn off the air conditioning last night. What a huge mistake that was. I should have squawked like a cat had just stepped on my tail, but the house was nice and cool and I figured, How hot can it get at night? Well, by four Read.
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Sawdust
At least one of the cats has been peeing in the sawdust that piles up under the miter saw in the work shop, and I don’t know how to make them stop, not in a way that doesn’t involve putting them in a sack with a brick. When they’ve done this before, I just cleaned Read.
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