I love pussy. Of course by that I mean I've always been more of a cat person, get your mind outta the gutter you sick bastards..... So I checked out Kaelyn's blog and she had this cool video with one of her kitties who seems to share her affinity for ferrero rocher chocolate. Reminds me of some of the "quirks" my cats have had over the years. I had one that would sit on it's hind legs and beg, on command. Another that would chirp at my laser pointer and chase it all over the house. Or Max, my 26lb Tomcat that had a "pooky". Now pooky was a mini stuffed hedgehog that Max would search out every night before bed and bring it to our room, lay it down and then curl up. In the morning he'd be gone, and when i got to the kitchen to make coffee, pooky would be sitting in the food dish.
One of my funniest memories is when Molly, who was a 3rd of Max's size, decided she'd check out Sparticus.
Now he is a Mali Uromastyx, an African vegetarian lizard. He was a foot long there and about a year old. He'll grow to a foot and a half, and live to about 45 (human) years. My ex had him out in the yard for a sun bathe, and he looked over his shoulder, then took off like a shot. At the bargain price of $200, I was fast on his heels. Lucky for me he stopped under the lawn chair, but Molly spotted him and went in for a look. She had been admiring him in his cage for a long time, mostly because it was really warm i figure.
So Molly stretches right out, leading with her nose to get an initial sniff, to check out her new friend. Well my boy takes his armored tail and expresses his displeasure right across her face. After that we had a chicken wire cage for his little outdoor excursions, and Molly never went near that cage ever again. If I wasn't so damn allergic I'd get another cat.
One of my funniest memories is when Molly, who was a 3rd of Max's size, decided she'd check out Sparticus.
Now he is a Mali Uromastyx, an African vegetarian lizard. He was a foot long there and about a year old. He'll grow to a foot and a half, and live to about 45 (human) years. My ex had him out in the yard for a sun bathe, and he looked over his shoulder, then took off like a shot. At the bargain price of $200, I was fast on his heels. Lucky for me he stopped under the lawn chair, but Molly spotted him and went in for a look. She had been admiring him in his cage for a long time, mostly because it was really warm i figure.
So Molly stretches right out, leading with her nose to get an initial sniff, to check out her new friend. Well my boy takes his armored tail and expresses his displeasure right across her face. After that we had a chicken wire cage for his little outdoor excursions, and Molly never went near that cage ever again. If I wasn't so damn allergic I'd get another cat.