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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / April 2007Strange Alien Being
Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, rugs, carpets, pillows, window ledges, counters, desks, tables, and anything else we want to claim belongs to us cats, right? Well why didn't some one tell the fat wench? She was living in the chair by her computer and got up to take care of something for PawRob, so I decided to check it out. It wasn't the most comfortable chair I've ever slept in, but it was ok until I could come up with something better. So what happens? The fat wench grabs the blanket she covers the chair with and jerks it up. I fall to the floor (on my feet of course, I'm a gentlecat) and step away from the scene of the crime. I sit with my back towards her for a while, but she ignores me. A while later, she gets up again. Now isn't this an invitation for us to keep the chair warm? I just get snuggled in and start to count birdies and the fat &()*&^( pulls the blanket up and dumps me on the floor again. Of course I land on my feet, but not even 30+ seconds of the cat stare of death will make her apologize and let me have the chair. There are other places to sleep, but she has the one I WANT. In the past, the fat wench has been reasonable about letting me have whatever place I want to sleep in, so I can only conclude that she has been taken over by some strange alien being. The SAB has also been taking pictures of us, playing music while wearing head phones (she says to let PawRob sleep) and is no longer sleeping in our room. Whoever took her away, please keep her and take this SAB too. I want my nice comfortable life back. Merlin the Magnificent > Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, rugs, carpets, pillows, window ledges, counters, desks, tables, and anything else we want to claim belongs to us cats, right? Well why didn't some one tell the fat wench? She was living in the chair by her computer and got up to take care of something for PawRob, so I decided to check it out. It wasn't the most comfortable chair I've ever slept in, but it was ok until I could come up with something better. So what happens? The fat wench grabs the blanket she covers the chair with and jerks it up. I fall to the floor (on my feet of course, I'm a gentlecat) and step away from the scene of the crime. I sit with my back towards her for a while, but she ignores me. > [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > > Merlin the Magnificent Why are your posts stretching out for yards? >> Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, rugs, carpets, pillows, window ledges, counters, desks, tables, and anything else we want to claim belongs to us cats, right? Well why didn't some one tell the fat wench? She was living in the chair by her computer and got up to take care of something for PawRob, so I decided to check it out. It wasn't the most comfortable chair I've ever slept in, but it was ok until I could come up with something better. So what happens? The fat wench grabs the blanket she covers the chair with and jerks it up. I fall to the floor (on my feet of course, I'm a gentlecat) and step away from the scene of the crime. I sit with my back towards her for a while, but she ignores me. >> [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > > Why are your posts stretching out for yards? I went in and changed the code again. It was set for plain text which didn't allow for wrapping. It is back to the settings I originally had for it and should be ok now. If not, please let me know. Pam S. stressed out >>> Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, rugs, carpets, pillows, window ledges, counters, desks, tables, and anything else we want to claim belongs to us cats, right? Well why didn't some one tell the fat wench? She was living in the chair by her computer and got up to take care of something for PawRob, so I decided to check it out. It wasn't the most comfortable chair I've ever slept in, but it was ok until I could come up with something better. So what happens? The fat wench grabs the blanket she covers the chair with and jerks it up. I fall to the floor (on my feet of course, I'm a gentlecat) and step away from the scene of the crime. I sit with my back towards her for a while, but she ignores me. >>> [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] > > Pam S. stressed out It is still too long. MLB >>>> Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench >>>> calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, [quoted text clipped - 41 lines] > > It is still too long. MLB Ok, I took the wrap from 75 characters to 65 characters. Please let me know if that works better. MIME was what I had it in, not plain text, which is what the base coding was in the first place. I put it back to Uuencode, which seems to work better. I played with it last as it wasn't quoting Sherry's messages and I hate trying to reply to something that I can't quote properly. There that should be enough drivel to work off of. Please let me know. Pam S. >>>>> Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench >>>>> calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, [quoted text clipped - 51 lines] > > Pam S. That looks OK now. Personally I didn't have any problems before but I can see how some others did.  SignatureAdrian (Owned by Snoopy and Bagheera) Cats leave pawprints on your heart. http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk >>>>> Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench >>>>> calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, [quoted text clipped - 51 lines] > > Pam S. Now it looks fine. Sorry that the kitty keeps stealing your chair. At the present time, TuTu has decided she likes to sleep on my bed all day. She has absolutely no use for her former bed under the heat register. It seems they like a change now and then. Best wishes for all. MLB > Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, rugs, carpets, pillows, window ledges, counters, desks, tables, and anything else we want to claim belongs to us cats, right? Well why didn't some one tell the fat wench? She was living in the chair by her computer and got up to take care of something for PawRob, so I decided to check it out. It wasn't the most comfortable chair I've ever slept in, but it was ok until I could come up with something better. So what happens? The fat wench grabs the blanket she covers the chair with and jerks it up. I fall to the floor (on my feet of course, I'm a gentlecat) and step away from the scene of the crime. I sit with my back towards her for a while, but she ignores me. > > A while later, she gets up again. Now isn't this an invitation for us to keep the chair warm? I just get snuggled in and start to count birdies and the fat &()*&^( pulls the blanket up and dumps me on the floor again. Of course I land on my feet, but not even 30+ seconds of the cat stare of death will make her apologize and let me have the chair. There are other places to sleep, but she has the one I WANT. You must get the fat wench to get you annuver cat chair, I mean computer chair. I got Unkl Bill, who is fat but not a wench, to get me one. Neow, I have two chairs and sumtimes I let him yooz one. In fac, I always seem to let him yooz one becuz I don want him to know I can be in too places at wunce. WooToo -- "I watch the clouds go sailing; I watch the clock and sun. Oh, I watch myself, depending on, September when it comes." Rosanne Cash- "September When it Comes" > In the past, the fat wench has been reasonable about letting me have whatever place I want to sleep in, so I can only conclude that she has been taken over by some strange alien being. The SAB has also been taking pictures of us, playing music while wearing head phones (she says to let PawRob sleep) and is no longer sleeping in our room. Whoever took her away, please keep her and take this SAB too. I want my nice comfortable life back. > > Merlin the Magnificent > In the past, the fat wench has been reasonable about letting me have > whatever place I want to sleep in, so I can only conclude that she [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > Whoever took her away, please keep her and take this SAB too. I want > my nice comfortable life back. We hopes the SAB gets outta there soon and your own meowmie comes back (admit it - you miss her, don't you?). Caliban >> In the past, the fat wench has been reasonable about letting >> me have [quoted text clipped - 14 lines] > > Caliban I don't know. Meowmie has a mean streak and likes to tease us cats. I suppose that I wouldn't mind having her back if she wouldn't go out of her way to upset my dignity. Merlin the Magnificat > Merlin, aka the strolling road block (what the fat wench calls me), here. Ok, all of us know that all chairs, beds, rugs, carpets, pillows, window ledges, counters, desks, tables, and anything else we want to claim belongs to us cats, right? Well why didn't some one tell the fat wench? She was living in the chair by her computer and got up to take care of something for PawRob, so I decided to check it out. It wasn't the most comfortable chair I've ever slept in, but it was ok until I could come up with something better. So what happens? The fat wench grabs the blanket she covers the chair with and jerks it up. I fall to the floor (on my feet of course, I'm a gentlecat) and step away from the scene of the crime. I sit with my back towards her for a while, but she ignores me. > [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > > Merlin the Magnificent Deer Merlin, My hoomin does this to me, too! I mean,logic suggests that when she gets up from her compooter, she won't want to com back to a cold chair. So I keep it warm for her. She'z NEVER grateful! Although all she sez to me is "Fran-CES-ca, in a certain tone of voice when she wants her chair back. The worst she might do is pick me up an cuddle me. I HATE being cuddled, unless initiated it! But yoo have my simpathy. My Meowmie, as slow as she may be with da meals, dozn't just dump me on the floor in that rude way Francesca. To all gentlecats, Yes, all flat surfaces belong to us! My Meowmie (Cantate) actually picked me up, sat down where I had been sitting and placed me on her lap, saying, "There now, you can still sit where you want, on this chair, and I can sit where I want, on this chair." She expected me to stay in her lap. I thought I had her trained, but obviously she missed something somewhere. I punished her by sleeping on the Child's bed for two nights running. I'm still trying to decide what to do tonight. Cherry > To all gentlecats, > [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > > Cherry After pointing out that all surfaces belong to us, the fat wench kicked me off of the bed she sleeps in. She said that it wasn't anything personal, but that she was too big to share a twin bed with five cats. I am totally put out. She did kick the others off too, but still.... Merlin the Magnificat > After pointing out that all surfaces belong to us, the fat wench > kicked me off of the bed she sleeps in. She said that it wasn't [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > > Merlin the Magnificat This is just so unfair, isn't it, Merlin? We kitties have to suffer such terrible undignities! Purrs, Soncek |
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