Sunday, November 12, 2006
PissCat Away, Thataway!
I was reading about the Rutgers Scarlet Knights football team and their Cinderella success this season.
Then I thought of one of our cats.
Why? You might ask? Because Rutgers is in Piscataway, New Jersey. And our cat, call him Pisserfella for now [he has been placed in the Feline Ejection Program], has this penchant for peeing secretly in little corners. Annoying. Very annoying. Pisses me off. He doesn't stop even if I swing him by the tail and toss him "thataway."
He's a friendly sort otherwise. Imagine saying that about a human.
"He's a friendly sort except every now and then he likes to take a secret little piss in the corner when no one is looking."
He's the one on the right. Of course.
Laugh. Or. . . .
Else.
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I had a girlfriend who would take her cat when he was 'bad' and put him in the toilet, shut the lid and flush. The cat was huge so didn't go down the toilet, but it sure scared the heck out of him.
She's no longer my friend and that was years ago, she was just a little too weird for me and that is saying a lot. Sorry didn't mean to ramble on.
Let me apologize now for grammer and spelling. Deal with it. :)
Cats like to show their dominance by peeing. Or, at least, that is what I tell myself when our 1 boy cat (we have 3 other cats, all female) misses the box and goes on the wall.
Beautiful cats.
ah..piss in the abyss, bliss.
(cute lil fellas tho)
Peace
The Feline Ejection Program is much better than the Feline Erection Program. Trust me.
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Isnt that a territory thing?
the male cat version, y'know , of "men will be men"
pooah cat.
Ahhhhhhhhh your kittys are sooo cute.
Miss Sparkle is the same colour but her habit is rather more aggressive. If you try to keep her inside for any length of time, she will take a protest piss - last time in the exact place where I lie in my bed, and the time before that, in the exact place where I sit on the sofa. I have given up trying to keep her inside - it gets ugly when we are both riled.
Puss
I just got back from a trip to French Canada (aka Montreal) where they don't call it a swimming pool. The sign in the hotel elevator said the piscine was on the 5th floor, and we all know you shouldn't piscine the pool.
You had me laughing, as always, Paul.
There is a Picataway Maryland. I used to dispatch. One of my drivers from asia, used to get so tickled everytime I told him to go there.
Fred the Cat has never had bad restroom habits. I believe it has something to do with his self-esteem. He seems to see himself as a gentleman sort of feline. He has a reputation to protect, ya know :)
That cat needs to take a piss in a secret place in a deep, dark wood far away from your house. Or perhaps in a secret place at the bottom of a nearby river.
first the cats make an appearance on the blog, next the children...? nah, only if we start relieving ourselves in inappropriate places, and i'm not that european just yet.
My father went to Rutgers. When I found out that their mascot was the Scarlet Knight, I couldn't stop laughing. My father wondered why, and I ultimately told him.
I think it was the first time I taught the old man something new.
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