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Outstanding cat day!  Rock Cat bonanza this morning, many opting freeze mode.  Then my evening walkies to mailbox yields a close encounter with Suicide Cat.  As if this weren’t enough, very fresh racoon scent also evident.  This is so captivating that it … Continue reading

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Ermahgerd!

IRENE is on a plane!  Ireeeeeeene!  To see me.  To go walkies with me.  To supply cookies on demand to me.  To lobby all day every day.  For me.  Two hours to go.  Two hours!  Two hours! Plus, Al will … Continue reading

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My Day

First I ran into Chuck, who was was in magnificent coat, this morning at the park.  I, on the other hand, though unmistakably an excellent chow from any angle, still appear to have mange. Then I am abandonned for several hours with ONE … Continue reading

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The Answer is Yes

“Do you need to stand exactly where I’m trying to vacuum?”  Yes, I do. Irene booked her flight, which is excellent.  But then as usual it all comes crashing down when my bath is a day late, exactly one day … Continue reading

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And Yet

My requirements are few and simple. Daily walkies.  Operative words: daily and walkies. A second walkies.  Daily. Beverages always available. Meals on time. We don’t shortchange me on bedtime cookies. My eggs done but not tough. No broccoli, asparagus, Brussels sprouts … Continue reading

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So If HRH Really Does Bunt for Infield Hits, Trifecta Signifies Imminent Apocalypse

Some dilate-o dog in a nearby vehicle in Peet’s parking lot this morning lost all composure so I took care to remain highly visible and then eat my getting-back-into-the-car-after-fetching-coffee cheddar snack particularly ostentatiously to really turn the knife.  Thing nearly blew a … Continue reading

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Me

New orange cat in neighborhood.  I’m so excited I could scream.  And the batty ladies who feed the rock cats are increasingly lulled by my collected drive-bys.  Every day I inch closer.  It’s like a chow advent calendar.      She … Continue reading

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God I Love Cats

The suicide cat at Emeryville Marina really wants a piece of me.  She is impressively out of her weight division and would be sent to her maker (even with Jean siding against me – so typical) were she to get … Continue reading

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If Animals Have Interests and Chows Are Animals, Then I Require Greater Consideration

Small mammals have proliferated at the marina but I am forbidden from imbibing.  This is complete crap.  If it is about my knee, I will gladly take take my chances.  It’s **my** knee.  If it’s about them, it defies analysis. … Continue reading

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The Huntress

My physician has greenlighted me for increased exercise.  Instrumental in this was the absence of ill effects after my close encounter with a Rock Cat the previous day to my exam and puncturing.  So yesterday we went to the primary walkies area.  No Mr. … Continue reading

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