The oddest thing
(Odd. Just so all ya'll know, odd is one of my favorite words. It's so ... odd. It even looks odd. With that, my real post:)
It's so funny what topics prompt a whole bunch of comments. If I write about plants or my cats, not necessarily a lot of comments. I wrote my last comment totally half asleep, in that I-can't-sleep-but-that-doesn’t-stop-me-from-feeling-exhausted way. It was kind of silly, about this random song and a tv show none of you have heard of. And I got tons of comments. (not that it's a competition, I'm just observing.)
Which moves me to go on to talk about plants and my cats.
Plants: Our plum tree was getting ripe on Sunday and I keep forgetting to get out there and harvest what I can. Last year we forgot about it and when I remembered there was literally four plums left. Two for me and two for Chad. This year I want to eat a few before they rot and fall to the ground. (Though, likely not in that order.)
Cats: They rule our home. We are not the king and queen of our castle, no, this home is run by a queen (Precious) and her princess/court fool (Sylvester). In the latest of, yes we do hold your reins, human!, we've discovered that they prefer not to ever drink from their cat water dish, if possible. No, the preferred methods are: 1. Drinking from the tiny pool of water in the bathtub where the drip collects slightly. 2. Licking the bottom of the bathroom facet. (Please, please, if you visit, let it run for a while before using the water!)
But the ultimate water trough is 3. Any glass left partially full and unattended for a millisecond. Dip the paw in, lick it off. Repeat. Fortunately for them, we tend to fill glasses and leave them sitting, by the computer, on the end table by the couch. But even if we were neat people and put away our glasses immediately, they'd just continue to wait until we aren't looking and contaminate the glass we are currently drinking out of. Needless to say, we wash an awful lot of glasses in this house.
It's so funny what topics prompt a whole bunch of comments. If I write about plants or my cats, not necessarily a lot of comments. I wrote my last comment totally half asleep, in that I-can't-sleep-but-that-doesn’t-stop-me-from-feeling-exhausted way. It was kind of silly, about this random song and a tv show none of you have heard of. And I got tons of comments. (not that it's a competition, I'm just observing.)
Which moves me to go on to talk about plants and my cats.
Plants: Our plum tree was getting ripe on Sunday and I keep forgetting to get out there and harvest what I can. Last year we forgot about it and when I remembered there was literally four plums left. Two for me and two for Chad. This year I want to eat a few before they rot and fall to the ground. (Though, likely not in that order.)
Cats: They rule our home. We are not the king and queen of our castle, no, this home is run by a queen (Precious) and her princess/court fool (Sylvester). In the latest of, yes we do hold your reins, human!, we've discovered that they prefer not to ever drink from their cat water dish, if possible. No, the preferred methods are: 1. Drinking from the tiny pool of water in the bathtub where the drip collects slightly. 2. Licking the bottom of the bathroom facet. (Please, please, if you visit, let it run for a while before using the water!)
But the ultimate water trough is 3. Any glass left partially full and unattended for a millisecond. Dip the paw in, lick it off. Repeat. Fortunately for them, we tend to fill glasses and leave them sitting, by the computer, on the end table by the couch. But even if we were neat people and put away our glasses immediately, they'd just continue to wait until we aren't looking and contaminate the glass we are currently drinking out of. Needless to say, we wash an awful lot of glasses in this house.
posted by HealthyHappyHolly at 11:27 AM
