Post 605: What hath the UPS guy brought?

A box arrived yesterday morning. The UPS guy delivered it into my hands and the boys milled close by, wrapping themselves around my legs in anticipation of the delights to come. I knew what was in the box. The boys, Andy and Dougy, just knew it was a box, and, you know, “We are cats. Boxes are us!”

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The boys wanted that box, now, and they wanted it empty for their inspection. Dougy sniffed the box for all the wonderful scents it picked up in its existence and the long journey to our house. Andy waited for his turn. If nothing else, Andy and Dougy mostly respected each other’s inspection time. There were smells aplenty!

The UPS man's truck barely disappeared from sight, but Dougy and Andy needed me turn the  shipping box to them.

Excitement at our house yesterday: The UPS guy left a surprise treat! It involves Cats At The Bar. What?!

“Later, we can climb in it, too! Box fun!” said Dougy, my box addicted kitty. (Andy isn’t quite as obsessive about them.)

Aw, the table…! Thanks to the cats, I never can keep it organized for long. It’s my letter addressing and stamping spot. I put magazines there till I can read them. Mail I need to sort through plops down there. Kitty treats. Yep, there. And more.

Kitty cats, for example. And they create chaotic messes, knock things off the table, walk where I eat. Ick! You can sanitize, but you know where kitty paws have been.

Kitty cats, for example. And they create chaotic messes, knock things off the table, walk where I eat. Ick! You can sanitize, but you know where kitty paws have been.

And that’s Dougy sneaking a closer look at the contents, from the top of the table! Dang kitty! I set the contents of the box on the table, one by one. Dougy left the box to Andy so he could personally inspect the contents.

The mugs came through in good shape!

They came through in good shape! Each was wrapped in a yard of bubble wrap, a treat for me!

By now, the element of surprise about the box contents must be unbearable. Oh, you’ve seen the mugs two photos back…. Um. Never mind! That’s the power of kitties: You lose track of everything else, and people wonder if you actually can function in real society with your cat obsession!

Aren’t they fun, the mugs? And two of them aren’t even cats, though I grant that’s tokenism on my part. They still are fun! Squirrels and doggies are fun. Trust me.

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Well, you can’t have too many cats, and Cats At The Bar, a Canadian blog, features 18 of them! Yes, one family has that many cats (and one dog!), and the man (T. von Kapherr) who posts this blog always features great photos of his cats being cats…with hilarious captions.

You know us cat people. We put words in our little sweeties’ mouths, and they always are clever, fun, wise, and have great cattitude. We and other cat people chortle with glee when we share our kitties’ bon mots.

What clever little animals they are and they eat mice and other pests that invade our places! They inspire art and other things.

For a treat, check out the source of this hilarity, catsatthebar.org . I love the quirky humor, the beautiful cats, and, now, a chance to add a few more mugs to my critter mug collection.

http://catsatthebar.org/about-cats-at-the-bar/

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