Post 658: the faux pas…

The blue carrier is Andy’s favorite spot to lounge, catch a little sun, and, when the back door’s open, watch the birds in the fir-tree.

This morning, I noticed something not quite right:

Typical scene, looking toward the blue carrier. Cat enjoying the sun, the view…

…except…

…the cat is Dougy, and he’s a little too nonchalant about perching there, a little too comfortable!

Good thing Andy isn’t in the front room or there’d be a “cattitude adjustment action” and the roar of one cat chasing the other into the spare bedroom. (That is, out of my view, where Andy can kick Dougy’s tail for his faux pas.)

Post 642: je suis Charlie

charlie

Post 633: Oh no! Time’s a-wasting!

Andy ambled by to check the birds in the fir tree, he said. I knew, though, he had an ulterior purpose.

>lick! lick! lick!< "You finished with the blog on blogs yet, Doug (the human one)?"

>lick! lick! lick!<
“You guys finished with the blog on blogs yet, Doug (the human one)?”

Gulp!!!

Post 632: “There’s a deadline looming!”

“Kitten!” Andy is upset with his brother Dougy.

Yesterday, Andy sent his brother Dougy to pester Doug (the human one) about this looming deadline to complete and post a blog on blogs with Tom of “Cats at the Bar” fame.

“Dougy is too amiable,” Andy grumbled to himself. “I doubt he got that lazybones sufficiently motivated to complete the project.” He knew what he needed to do:

"Don't send a kitten to do the job when a wildcat is needed!"

“Don’t send a kitten to do a job when a wildcat is needed!” Andy hissed. He paid Doug (the human one) another visit, and this time he minced no words: “Get it done!”

Post 631: Dougy stops by to snoop on me for his brother

Dougy stopped by this morning. He got right to the point.

“How’s Tom and your blog on blogs project going? Just curious…!”

“Of course you are curious, Dougy! You are, after all, a cat!” I joked. Dougy didn’t laugh and not just because he is a cat.

“I see several blogs on your hand-written list I know you follow faithfully, kitty ones. Why is there only one kitty blog on your final list?” Dougy wanted to know….

“You got me there, Dougy. I haven’t seen Tom’s list yet, but I think we pretty much recognize we, as cat bloggers, need to include more than just cat blogs on our lists if we don’t want to cut out dog bloggers, travel bloggers…” Dougy cut me short. He didn’t want to hear it!

“Look, if this goes over well, Tom and I might do it again in future, and the other kitty blogs might show up on future lists. I mean, how can I chose among them? They all are favorites of mine!” Dougy noticed the tear of sincerity on the corner of my eye.

(“I think I won him over,” I chortled to myself!)

“You know I want to believe you…” said Dougy.

"...but Andy warned me you might try to fe with a tear of siuncerity. I'm staying here till you show me a finished blog post," Dougy hissed. It's a side of my kitty I've never seen before.

“…but Andy warned me you might try to fool me with a tear of sincerity. I’m staying here till you show me a finished blog post!” It’s a side of my kitty I’ve never seen before.

Post 630: Andy accuses Doug of indolence. What does he know?

Yeah, January 1st’s coming up, fast! Andy knows of Tom and Doug’s plan to post a blog about blogs they both enjoy, one for each of the von Kapherr cats. (We’re talking 23 now!)

Andy’s watched Doug closely since Tom made the proposal, and he knows Doug: How many times has he failed to keep up with the litter box “accumulations”, and poor Andy had to step delicately around “it”? Even one time was too much! Doug’s a regular lazybones!

“Have you begun work on the blog on blogs yet? Time’s running out!”

Andy is a cruel taskmaster when he sets his mind to it. Of the two brothers, he’s the serious one. Dougy (not to be confused with Doug, who’s the human) is the goofy one, ready to play in a second. Yeah, when Doug named the boys, he really got it right: Andy after the apostle and saint Andrew; Dougy after himself, the world’s biggest (and fattest!) procrastinator!

“Why do I have to ride you like a horse to get the simple things done? Why!?” Andy demands an answer.

Doug clenched his teeth and thought dangerously, “If I had to do it again, I’d name that dang Andy after Marcel Marceau. Maybe then he’d keep his mouth shut!”

“OK, Andy, I’ll get right on it,” Doug said in a meek tone of compliance. Andy doesn’t say much, but when he speaks, he has the “Deadly Claws of Instant Compliance, NOW!” to back him up. Better safe than sorry!

Doug got right to work on the blog on blogs. Andy is watching and he’s not amused.