Chumley just went completely bonkers on me. I'm in the bedroom, putting crap away, cleaning etc. and he jumps from the bed through the air to bite my shoulder. I tell him NO that is NOT NICE so then he launches his body at my legs and bites my thigh, snagging threads in my running pants. I yell for Wrigs who chases him out of the room. Not even 2 minutes later Chum comes waltzing back in BELLOWS then slaps my calf about 7 times. I'm just standing there watching him do this then Wrigs jumps off the bed and chases him out of the room once again. Another few minutes, he's back- this time, he jumps up on the window ledge, knocks over my blue tooth and i-touch. They fall to the ground (thankfully it's carpeted) Chum watches them fall, then jumps down and swats the blue tooth in the air. Wrigs runs to grab for it so I chase him and yank his collar before he chomps it to bits or worse, swallows it whole and I start yelling at them both to STOP THE MADNESS!!! So what does Chum do next??? He jumps up on the TV table and starts hitting the television. I have not seen him to do this in quite some time. I ask him? WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM??? He stops his hitting, and starts this annoying crotchety, meow fit. I call him the Town Crier when he meows like this. It's soooo irritating (even coming from a cat) and when Tom hears him do it he'll say Shut UP!! which sounds cruel to talk to your animal that way but if you heard this day in and day out it would make you crazy too. So anyway I continue to tidy up, trying to block out his obnoxious meow/cries and go back to the pile of clothes sitting on the chair and realize... Chum's bed is buried underneath my ski clothes! Poor guy was cold and wanted his heated bed. I move the clothes off his bed and put them on our bed and Chum casually jumps off the TV table and hops into bed. I'm a bad mom but when he needs/wants something why must he be so vicious in his approach!?
Also both Chum and Wrigs have been standing in the kitchen meowing and pacing since 4:15. Apparently animals do not understand the concept of Daylight Savings Time. Demanding little beasts.
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My GOODNESS! He's like a 2 year old when denied a fudgesicle!
I can't stand the time change either. It ALWAYS throws me off. I can't see why we can't just "halve the difference" and pick a time and then LEAVE IT ALONE. Let it progress naturally through the year.... it always throws me off. Makes me cranky.
You have the patience of a saint.
Hey, I just enlarged the ski photos, and that's a pretty snazzy outfit you have there, including the hat. Maybe I WILL take up skiing, if it means I can get me some cute ski gear. =)Heaven knows, David's been after me (like a battering ram) to take lessons. But Laurie's story just about put me off again!
And maybe you shouldn't go off by yourself; if you fell wearing all white, you'd blend right in. Tom's neon gear makes it easy to find him!
Karen I have another set of pants and a jacket (that's kind of ugly tho) if you want to try them out before you buy. Or you could just keep them if they fit, but I think they are going to be big. I bought them big (years ago) so I could wear bulky stuff underneath. These are yours for the taking. We should all go up together before ski season is over. But there is NOOOOOO WAY in heck I'd ever ski down a black hill here. OMG I don't think I could ever do those. Even one of the blue runs was tricky because I couldn't see the drop til I got to the edge (and that's when I turned quickly and crashed into the snow bank).
heheheheeh this was hysterical!!
today, my cat gizmo ran across the dining room , hopped on the chair and then smacked me in the boob for no apparent reason, and all his beds were free:)
I love how you call Wrigs in for back-up.
You are so sweet; it would be fun to go up there together. But I'd have to take lessons! I've never done it before. David would love it, if we did; he is really passionate about skiing (he's going to ski Mt. Baker this weekend).
You & Tom look so happy on the chair; I'll bet he LOVED sharing this with you!
(sigh) I want to come skiing too!
he is like me when i am hungry...
i had to tell the bankerman to HURRY UP I AM TURNING INTO AN EVIL PUMPKIN last night at the grocery store.
or last weekend. I DONT CARE WHERE WE GO, IM STARVING AND IM TRANSFORMING INTO AN HEINOUS BITCH
bankerman "yeah well im pretty hungry too, you bitch, i bitch back"
nom nom nom i ate a burgerrrrr and i was so happy and loving again.
chumley is way scarier than me though.
How are you handling the time change with your insomnia? I am not doing so well, the Judge Joe Brown shows are calling me back to the tv.
I'm not noticing much difference with the time change. I still have trouble falling asleep and then when I do, I'm usually up at 2 or 3 for another couple hours. I'll have to channel surf for Judge Joe. I need a break from the infomercials.
Wow! You are a much nicer cat mom than I would be! Do they make muzzles for cats? Or a little mask like Anthony Hopkin's in Silence of the Lambs? ...ffftt....
L in Alaska
I'm laughing so hard my stomach hurts. All THAT for a bed???
:-D
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