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Tuesday, May 04, 2010


Do you know how hard it is to sleep when a Pink Lemon shoves a camera in your face? Probably as hard as when a certain cat knocks noisy stuff over in the middle of the night. Of course he followed the Cat Handbook exactly (the directions under the heading Middle of the Night Activities, Accidentally Noisy) and quickly abandoned the scene so by the time I got out of bed* and down the hall muttering some not terribly complementary things about cats, he was upstairs taking a bath. When he saw that I was up, he came running to me purring the whole way as if to say, "Mom, did you hear that big noise, I wonder what that could have been? That was crazy!" Knowing what I know about cats (most baths aren't actually for cleaning, they're used for developing an alibi), and knowing that Finn was asleep with his fuzzy belly in the air (someday I'll have to post a picture of his fuzzy belly - it's out of control) and that no one else was roaming around, I knew that the big noise was Ramius related. I scooped him up and shoved him under the covers and he quickly purred himself to sleep. Thanks Cat!

I have no fibery stuff to talk about today because I spent the day yesterday on a wild goose chase. I'm looking for a butterfly chair for Caleb and all of the ones in boy colors (that aren't on plastic frames - really? A plastic frame sounds like a good idea for a chair?) are back ordered. (To be fair, Target.com has one with a metal frame and skull on the cover/seat part of it, but I'm not sure how they got the skull on the fabric. If it's screen printed on, it will stick to him when he's wearing shorts, which doesn't sound like fun to me.) This is sort of the "off season" for these anyway (they'll be all over the place at the end of summer before the college kids go back to school), but I wanted one for him now. So anyway, no fiber, but you do get a picture of a noisy cat.

*Just so you don't think Mickael is slacking off on his husbandly duties, I'm the best one to check on stupid pet tricks in the middle of the night, he's in charge of checking on weird noises that aren't pet related. Like if an alien sneaks into the house and uses the bathroom. That's all him.

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Blogger Knitting in Pink said...

Urban Outfitters has some in stock online, although they're plain off white. I don't know if you have a store locally but I know they carry them in stores too!

9:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am the "noise checker" in our house too. My husband sleeps with a pillow over his head and hears nothing (although to hear him tell it, he hears everything and never sleeps). New rule in our house is now that I hear it and wake him and he can check. Back in November our dog woke me up...and I mean he stood on hind legs and tapped my arm until I got up. The only other time he had ever done that was a few years ago when he was having intestinal issues and needed to be let right out at that minute. Figuring it was the same thing I got up to let him out, only to find that there had been a burglar in our house and I just missed him by a few minutes, thank goodness....that was why Petey wanted me to get up so desparately. In his defense, he did try to block me from going down the steps, but I thought he was trying to trip me...it all happened so fast. So, now, I wake up my husband and he can check the noises.

1:12 PM  
Blogger Balwearie said...

"When in doubt, wash." I can't remember for the life of me which book I read that in but it's very appropriate.

4:55 PM  

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