Ok, we're pretty much total losers because we have 5 cats....two little hyperactive males and three sedentary females. The two boys run around the neighborhood like they own the joint...which essentially they do. Mies is the older of the two but he's also the smaller of the two. A lot of you probably remember my stories about Mies and how he chewed through the refrigerator's water line one day. Bad cat. Anyway, the other cat is Cracky. He's the sweet little orphan from Tucson who joined us and got shot with a .22 within a week. Now he's the completely rehabilitated gun shot victim who doesn't even have a limp. They both love to meet us in the front yard when we come home from work and especially love to help Dan out when he's working in the garage building his pirate ship from cork with a glue gun and various other stuff from the old lady craft section at Walmart. (That's a whole other story.....)
Anyway, we get at lot of calls about Mies hanging around at other people's houses and acting like he's starving and homeless. He is very manipulative and, because he's exceptionally handsome, he can get strangers to give him food and love. Once we got a call not more than 20 minutes after that little rat had eaten almost an entire can of soft cat food at our house. Dan and I drove to the people's apartment to pick him up and the young lieutenant told us that Mies had cried at his front door and walked right into the house and drank water and even had some ham. They called the number because he seemed like he might have been lost. Of course, that was all part of Mies' plan...he wants people to think he's lost so they give him ham, etc. The part of his plan that backfired was that his parents showed up to pick him up and take him to their (apparently) awful home....
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