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Cat Ass Trophy

My morning began with the rude awakening of gagging sounds.  To be more precise, what I heard was my cat, retching and ATTEMPTING to cough up a hairball…..

ON……………………MY…………………….HEAD! 

Even in my fuzzy state of sleepiness, I realized what was about to happen.  My eyes bolted open wide as I swooped my arm around LIKE A SAMURAI wielding a sword, and flung the offensive animal to the floor.  I shot out of bed and followed him quickly, then snatched him up and ran him to the bathroom.  I opened the toilet and willed him to barf into it, but instead, he took the “stiff legged/claws out/kitty panic” approach. 

Apparently, scaring a cat by holding it over toilet water will momentarily CURE it of hairballs.

He was a NEW CAT….nothing bugged him whatsoever, and his throat was clear!! 

“What’s a hairball!?? MEOW!  Eff you.” (That is what I imagine he was saying to me.)

By the way, this lovely affair happened at 4am.

(Fast Forward to this evening.)

I arrived home, ready for a quick workout and to prepare my grocery list.  When I walked into the bedroom, however, I found that our sweet Buddy-cat had decided to FINISH WHAT HE STARTED! (Read this in a booming voice, with an echo.  It’s dramatic.)

  Not only was hairball vomit dried into the carpet next to the bed, but there was more on the comforter.  That cat must’ve KNOWN we had just washed the comforter two days ago.  HE MUST HAVE KNOWN!!!

A few ACTUAL phrases that were yelled to Buddy Van Bizzle Dizzle today:

“NO, Buddy!! Quit licking the soy sauce!!”

“Maple syrup isn’t for cats,either…and damn it, quick licking the soy sauce!!!”

“Leave the fish alone!! JUST LEAVE them alone!!”

“That is NOT your TV…No…No, it’s not!!  I said NO!!!”  (He was arguing by screaming mews on that one.)

“No biting, you little mew-mew!!”

“You can’t have the sink water…get down.  Buddy…get…down…..No!  Your bowl is full of fresh ice water! Get off the sink!”

“Leave the dog’s balls out of it…..Just do the karate roll down the stairs instead!  I said no ball! NO BALL BITES!!!”

Now, I have to go….before our cat manages to knock over the fish tank.

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Dog & Cat–Short

Sometimes, our dog, Coda, will purposefully look at our cat, Buddy, and then walk over to his toy rabbit***, proceeding to pick it up and shake it violently back and forth while growling, as if to say to the cat, “This is what I would do to you if I could!!!”.

***Used to be a toy rabbit–is now a stuff-less, furry, headless rag

Then Coda will flip the fluffy-tailed rag-toy into the air with utter glee, catch it, and fling it again! Occasionally, the small, pathetic thing (the toy, not the dog) will land atop of the television screen, completely out of reach for our stubby-legged pooch. 

As Coda stands there staring at his lost toy, yearning for it to return to him, this is the moment the cat smiles, and it is HIS turn to purposefully look at the dog, completely knowing that HE could retrieve Coda’s toy if he so desired.  But he does NOT desire this.  He finds joy in torturing the dog.

They love each other.