Discoveries

[tmcg]

There's a convection effect (?) under the microwave that allows one to play air hockey with a Chinese takeout menu.

If you leave an old (double-bagged) bag of Driveway Heat ice melter in your front hallway and the weather is so hot that even ordinarily cool, protected parts of the house heat up, the ice melter...melts. Into a puddle. A really mystifying recurrent puddle that comes back a few hours after every cleanup until you go Oh my god, that's where this stuff is coming from.

The original 1939 Four Feathers is now available on DVD.

There is a toy mouse in my house that I did not buy and have never seen before. A type of toy mouse, in fact, that I have never before seen in any pet store or online catalogue. My cats found it somewhere and left it on the threshold of the stairway door for me. I am impressed.

Comments

[stevendj.livejournal.com]

People are always putting down cats and making negative assumptions about them. Clearly, if it's a type of toy mouse they could not have acquired from any outside source, they did not find it, they made it.

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

With the super special telekinetic powers of their feline brains! I like this theory. But what will they make next? This could get out of hand very quickly.

[kalligraphy.livejournal.com]

Personally I think the house gave it to the cats in an attempt to bribe them into not sharpening their claws on door frames/peeing in corners/vomiting up hair balls. The house is sorely mistaken. The cats will do what they please, they are cats after all.

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

That's a good theory too. Also scary to consider what bribes the house may come up with next.

In fact, I wonder if it was the sofa in particular. It has lots of the basic building blocks of toy mousies to work with, and it's the object that has borne the brunt of their clawed ravages. Very scary to think what that sofa might disgorge, if it's turning into a cat-bribe-dispenser. There's an awful lot of scary stuff down in the depths of that thing.

[remaines.livejournal.com]

I don't think the cats made it. They bought it. Using your credit card. Over the Internet. From the same site they go to look at kitty porn when you're out.

Although the fact that they left it at your door may mean they hunted and conquered it. Which means it could have found its way to your house itself before being taken down by your cats, or perhaps they are becoming the neighborhood capos and they send their minions, the local outdoor cats (think Gotti giving orders from prison--Thomas used to do this) to do their bidding and bring back tribute.

Mama cat, of the backyard cats, leaves clean bones from her kills at my back door now and again. I am not sure what I am supposed to understand from this gift. But I haven't seen Mama in a few days, which worries me. Kittens, however, are around (they are now named: Jackie and PeeWee). PeeWee tapped at the back window to ask for food yesterday, and last night when I came in, Jackie popped out of the weed farm to watch me unload the trunk. Still don't let me get close, but they do like to watch me. I am cat theatre.

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

Ah, the Cat Mafia theory. I like it!

Could Mama be weaning the kittens? That might explain longer absences. I hope you've seen her since, though.