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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / December 2004Abandonment!!
Oh dear! Poor Waffles. Nathan cycles to college & this morning has been his first *test* as this morning it was dark with freezing fog and frost on the ground. He's well lit & swathed in reflectives and fluorescents and he cycles responsibly, but I still worry. He got to college okay. Anyhow... 7am he set off. Vernon had got his bike out from the garage and Nathan's bag was bungeed on the rear rack - lights *on* front & back and Nathan was off. Vernon closed up the garage & he came back in. By lunchtime I say, "Vernon, I haven't seen Waffles all morning. Have you?" He hadn't and we couldn't find her in any of her usual cold weather spots hogging fleeces & duvets. Vernon then went out into the garage and all of a sudden I hear *howls*. It was Waffles howling for all she is worth. She was perched on Vernon's shoulder as he came back into the house. Waffles yowled and howled about her *awful* Paw had locked her in the garage this morning and it's *cold* out there. She was in best fluff-mode to show me exactly how cold it was out there ;-) Anyhow she literally leapt of Vernon's shoulder on to mine and all I could hear were grumbles and growls about the neglect she'd suffered interspersed with *loud* purrs whilst headbonking me, sticking her nose up my left nostril and furiously milktreading the back of my shoulder (Ow!) Poor girl - it took all of a full 20 mins of smurgles from me, during which she was periodically fixing Vernon with The Feline Look Of Death... Heh ;-) He gave her some of her favourite treats and he was forgiven. Well, revenge is being saved until he least expects it ;-) Cheers, helen s --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune h*$el*$$e*nd**$o$ts**i*$*$m*m$o*n*s@$*a$o*l.c**$om$ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- > It was Waffles howling for all she is worth. She was perched on Vernon's > shoulder as he came back into the house. Waffles yowled and howled about her > *awful* Paw had locked her in the garage this morning and it's *cold* out > there. She was in best fluff-mode to show me exactly how cold it was out there > ;-) Oh my poor Waffles! This is completely unforgivable! Come here in my arms and let me warm you up proper. If you need any help arranging revenge on the Paw just let me know, though I'm sure you're quite capable of handling that yourself. I will gladly lend a paw. Puuuurrr, headbonk, headbonk, puuurrrr! Your Frankie  SignatureMarina, Frank and Nikki marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki >Oh my poor Waffles! This is completely unforgivable! Come here in my >arms and let me warm you up proper. If you need any help arranging [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > >Your Frankie I could do with a bit of hot stuff... I am all yours! Get your gaiters on! PPPUUURRRRRRRRRR!!!! Waffles --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune h*$el*$$e*nd**$o$ts**i*$*$m*m$o*n*s@$*a$o*l.c**$om$ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- > Oh dear! Poor Waffles. Poor Waffles! SignatureVictor Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM) Send your spam here: uce@ftc.gov Email me here: pistorLITTER@BOXaustin.rr.com >Oh dear! Poor Waffles. > [quoted text clipped - 12 lines] > >It was Waffles howling for all she is worth. <snip> *Naughty* Daddy! Hope he's learned his lesson.;) Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com >>Oh dear! Poor Waffles. >> [quoted text clipped - 19 lines] > Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh > My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com Many years ago, Princess (RB 16) slipped out on the enclosed patio just when I was looking out before going to bed. I fell asleep promptly not realizing she was out. When I awakened the next morning, I opened the patio door to check the weather and in rushed Princess. I was startled at the language she used to bawl me out for neglecting her. She spent the next half house talking non-stop telling me all about it. Gosh, how I miss her. MLB mlbriggs <mlbriggs@nospam.com> had some very interesting things to say about Re: Abandonment!!: >Many years ago, Princess (RB 16) slipped out on the enclosed patio just >when I was looking out before going to bed. I fell asleep promptly not [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] >next half house talking non-stop telling me all about it. Gosh, how I >miss her. MLB Felix accidentally got shut out overnight in our first apartment. We had a Velcro kitty for a few days until he calmed down [we'd gotten him from the shelter about two months after Animal Control had picked him up as a stray]. Signature"The universe is quite robust in design and appears to be doing just fine on its own, incompetent support staff notwithstanding. :-)" - the Dennis formerly known as (evil), MCFL > Felix accidentally got shut out overnight in our first apartment. We > had a Velcro kitty for a few days until he calmed down [we'd gotten > him from the shelter about two months after Animal Control had picked > him up as a stray]. Mandy went missing a couple times. I think she's getting a bit older and slower now, but she used to be really good at slipping out the door when I answered it. I must have gotten a reputation for being really weird because of the way I eventually answered the door by opening it a crack and peeking out at the delivery person, schoolchild selling stuff, etc., waving one leg in an attempt to ward Mandy away from her escape. One pair of children got a donation for catching her, but generally, once she was out the door, she was gone until she was good and ready to come back. Usually, it was the next morning, when she'd be perching out back (although she always got out the front), hungry and highly annoyed that she'd had to wait to get in. Once, when it was stormy, she was missing a bit longer, and I think someone must have taken her in for a few hours. I have vivid memories of the time one of the people next door and I were trying to coax her out from under a parked truck. While we were explaining our interest in the truck to it's owner, who'd just come out of a bar, Mandy took advantage of our inattention to streak out from under the truck in through a hole into a derelict house (since demolished). The two men stared after her thoughtfully, and assured me that 'cats always come home when they are hungry'. It was clearly impossible for a human to follow her. She did. SignatureCheryl Poor baby! Best wishes, SignaturePolonca & Soncek > Oh dear! Poor Waffles. > > Nathan cycles to college & this morning has been his first *test* as this > morning it was dark with freezing fog and frost on the ground. <snip >Oh dear! Poor Waffles. > [quoted text clipped - 34 lines] >and >furiously milktreading the back of my shoulder (Ow!) Was this before or after the " Loo Bits"? Suz Macmoosette =^..^= =^..^= =^..^= =^..^= =^..^= =^..^= "People that hate cats will come back as mice in their next life." --Faith Resnick |\__/| (=':'=) (")_(") > Oh dear! Poor Waffles. > [quoted text clipped - 16 lines] > morning and it's *cold* out there. She was in best fluff-mode to show > me exactly how cold it was out there ;-) <Snip> If Vernon has any sense, he won't be visiting Finland anytime soon. ;-) SignatureAdrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. >>It was Waffles howling for all she is worth. She was perched on >>Vernon's shoulder as he came back into the house. Waffles yowled and [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > > If Vernon has any sense, he won't be visiting Finland anytime soon. ;-) I'll say! -- Frank, sharpening claws SignatureMarina, Frank and Nikki marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki Purrs for Waffles, My darling Henri once got locked in a neighbours garage all night I waited up till around 2.30, kept going to the Veranda and whistling, eventually fell asleep but was up again at 6.30 wating to see one of my neighbours leave for work as his had been the only G.door left open late, we called but no Henri appeared I was convinced though, and when his wife came out at 9.am I was waiting we opened the garage called, were just about to give up when we saw Henri climbing out of a box, stretching and most unconcerned, not like me who was almost fainting with relief and tiredness Sharon both gave him cuddles and laughed a lot Jean.P. > Oh dear! Poor Waffles. > [quoted text clipped - 35 lines] > > --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- |
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