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Victor Martinez - 21 Jun 2005 03:51 GMT

... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)

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Mary - 21 Jun 2005 04:16 GMT

> ... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)

Eeeyyuuuuu! :)

It's a bad idea after bath time, too. I mean, when he
does the washing himself. ;)

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Kreisleriana - 21 Jun 2005 04:17 GMT

>... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)

But he's SUCH a cutie-whiskers. >0<

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Marina - 21 Jun 2005 05:06 GMT

> ... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)

Eeeewww! I've learned not to kiss Frank even several hours after he's
had stinky fish. It will still smell.

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Hopitus - 21 Jun 2005 05:57 GMT

This is terrible (I don't kiss the short furry people on their mouths) but
I'd rather get up close and personal w/Maluce's fuzzy buttcakes than her
face because she has serious fishbreath. OTOH....hard to believe, I know,
but BT Rowdy smells like cinnamon when you get in his fuzzy face! He has a
much broader face than Maluce, so I kiss him on his nose. I have no idea why
Rowdy smells like cinnamon (maybe so his blind left eye is not so
noticeable?)....but I'd love him just as much if he didn't.

>> ... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food...
>> ;-)
>>
> Eeeewww! I've learned not to kiss Frank even several hours after he's had
> stinky fish. It will still smell.

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Adrian - 21 Jun 2005 11:16 GMT

> ... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his
> food... ;-)

ROTFL

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Margaret Fine - 21 Jun 2005 16:07 GMT

> ... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)

Maybe you should also add don't kiss any of them right after applying
chapstick. I keep forgetting that one!

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mlabofski@yahoo.co.uk - 21 Jun 2005 16:57 GMT

Or body lotion, I gave Otis a belly rub after I'd been in the shower
and had to have another one to get my new fur coat off!

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Mary - 21 Jun 2005 18:16 GMT

> > ... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)
>
> Maybe you should also add don't kiss any of them right after applying
> chapstick. I keep forgetting that one!

Don't you like those angora lips? ;)

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Victor Martinez - 22 Jun 2005 01:24 GMT

> Maybe you should also add don't kiss any of them right after applying
> chapstick. I keep forgetting that one!

I use a chapstick-like product from Burr's Bees (?) that they *love*. If
I put it on before going to bed, I'm sure to have a cat trying to lick
my lips in no time at all. Crazy cats.

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Marina - 22 Jun 2005 03:58 GMT

>> Maybe you should also add don't kiss any of them right after applying
>> chapstick. I keep forgetting that one!
>
> I use a chapstick-like product from Burr's Bees (?) that they *love*. If
> I put it on before going to bed, I'm sure to have a cat trying to lick
> my lips in no time at all. Crazy cats.

That's what happens here too. Frank loves my chapstick.

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John F. Eldredge - 24 Jun 2005 04:48 GMT

>... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)

I had one cat as a kid who was always a lap-fungus right after eating
his moist cat food. He would sit there, purring, and breathing
noxious clouds of fish-flavor into my face (he was very fond of
tuna-flavored moist food, and it is always strong-smelling). It could
be worse, however; I had another cat who produced frequent
tuna-flavored farts that would make everyone, including the cat, leave
the room in a quest for fresh air.

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CatNipped - 24 Jun 2005 04:52 GMT

> >... don't kiss Basho right after he ate. I can still taste his food... ;-)
>
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> tuna-flavored farts that would make everyone, including the cat, leave
> the room in a quest for fresh air.

LOL. I can, unfortunately relate. It seems ever since my surgery there are
times even *I* don't want to be in the same room as me! ;>

Hugs,

CatNipped

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Marina - 24 Jun 2005 06:09 GMT

> I had one cat as a kid who was always a lap-fungus right after eating
> his moist cat food. He would sit there, purring, and breathing
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> tuna-flavored farts that would make everyone, including the cat, leave
> the room in a quest for fresh air.

Oh my. Tuna-flavoured farts. ROFL!

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Pamela Shirk - 25 Jun 2005 00:15 GMT

Tanada (of GOW fame) produces some of the most potent gas I've ever smelled,
and I live with Rob. Last week she crawled under the blankets and snuggled
right under Rob's knees and near his bottom. I'm reading and hear a
familiar noise. I accused Rob, and he was cheerfully admitting culpability,
when we heard another version of the same noise. I opened my mouth to
accuse Rob of another one, when Tanada nonchalantly slid out from under the
blankets, looked around in satisfaction, and strolled off. Rob and I rolled
out of bed, turned the fan onto where Rob had been sleeping and went into
the dining room and played cards for a while to let the odor dissipate.

Pam S.

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