WTF Science: Anybody who has ever lived with a cat knows that they manipulate people. Did somebody really have to conduct a formal study to prove this? Isn’t this akin to proving that fire is hot or that chocolate is good for you?
Then again children are manipulative too. I’d rather listen to purring than whining.
WTF News: This story of Hadley the cat is both sickening and heartwrenching. Anybody who could be so cruel to any other living creature is beyond evil. Poor kitty!
Elsewhere in kitty news, the owners of a Carson City coffee shop are fighting to keep the shop’s cat, Small Cat, in the shop after an anonymous person filed a complaint with the health department. Was the cat behind the counter rubbing against the barrista while lattes were being made? Did it climb up on a patron and sneeze on his/her biscotti? Most business cats prefer to sleep or sit away from busy feet and noise. They usually find a sunny comfortable spot to lounge in and the interested visitors come over to pet them. I can understand that many people don’t like cats, but rather than create such a stink over it, couldn’t that person have gone to Starbuck’s? The cat had lived there for five years.
I hope they win their petition.
WTF Funny: Daily visits to the I Can Has Cheezburger are great ways to start the day off with a chuckle. This picture from last week totally cracked me up.
WTF Geriatrics: Following last year’s run in with raccoon gangs I now check several times each night to make sure that Bonny and Tasha are inside. Locating Tasha isn’t difficult because the poor old thing breaths louder than Darth Vader without his respirator, but Bonny can be quite elusive when she chooses. Sometimes I stand on the back deck calling forever only to have her show up seconds after I’ve given up and closed the door. Of course she then acts offended that she’s been cruely shut outside to languish. Other evenings I can see the reflection from her eyes from underneath the cypress trees that line our backyard. She ignores me until I walk outside to pick her up and then she feigns ignorance of having heard my calls. Several nights ago as dusk settled I found Tasha (sleeping underneath my husband’s computer desk, where she snored and farted away) quickly then I set out to locate Bonny. I called and called with no response. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could see her curled up on the lawn, ignoring me as usual. Eventually I tired of standing in the doorway calling out like an idiot so I stomped out to pick her highness up. Oops, turns out it wasn’t Bonny, but rather a large mole hill. I went back into the house feeling like a fool only to have those beliefs confirmed when I discovered Bonny sitting mere feet from where I’d been standing and calling her. Doh!
Here’s the mole hill (taken the next day).
And here’s close semblance of the look she gave me.
By the way, I have some lovely cobweb weight yarn that’s too fine for me to see. Any dye-hard lace knitters out there? It’s free to a good home.
WTF You Tube: I loved George Carlin! Warning, this video is NOT PG
I received an email from Christy’s daughter regarding her surgery. It went well! Christy is in the ICU and she’ll be there for several days. The doctors said she may be able to go home as soon as Sunday. We’re thinking of you sweetie!
Finally, we have hygrangeas. Lots and lots of hydrangeas. I absolutely adore this shade of blue.