Thunder Cat Newman Trimming The Tree |
Now I was awake, but I settled back down to sleep. Storm had other plans. After several large gutteral meows that sounded like the cat was meowing in tongues I rolled over to see what the Hell was the matter. There was Storm Cat starring me down. I asked him what was the matter like he was going to answer me but my only response was several more meows backed by sort of growling. I rolled over and ignored him. Storm Cat jumped down and left the room.
About ten minutes later Storm once again jumped on our bed. However, this time, no meows, but he moved to another tactic. Storm walked to the top of the bed and crawled over my pillow making sure that his paws made contact with my head. I always thought cats were nimble little minx's but not Storm. Storm made several passes over my head until I jumped up and once again asked the bloody cat what he wanted. No response. No surprise. He jumped down and left the room. Since I was up I decided to follow him and see just what the cat does in the middle of the night. He led me right to his food dish. It was empty. The freakin cat wanted to eat at 4am in the morning. I filled his bowl and went back to bed.
We also have another cat, a 4.5 pound female named Thunder Cat Newman. (Thunder Cat is pictured above tangled up in Christmas tree tinsel.) Thunder Cat loves to help trim the Christmas tree and never, ever, jumps on our bed and wakes us up with wild meows and head crawling. Never! Ever!
Guess who my favorite cat is?
Merry Christmas from the Grassy Knoll Institute.
LURKING ON THE GRASSY KNOLL
I would have kicked the cat out and locked the door. Cat can live a few hours without eating.
ReplyDeleteKicking the cat out does not work. If we close the door, he will just ram against it and meow until we open it.
ReplyDeleteMy cat once woke me up to show me the dead mouse he'd caught. Dick move if you ask me.
ReplyDeleteAt least the mouse was dead. But yes, a Dick move on the cats part.
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