Jo Firey
August 11th 03, 02:23 AM
A very good picture of adventures with a kitten.
We keep getting in trouble. Elder cat Jake never gets into much of anything. He
considers most cat food and all human food beneath his exquisite palate. So we have
become complacent. Enter Rosie. For a very well bred tiny Siamese kitten, her
appetite is without limit. If it smells interesting and stays relatively still she
will try to eat it. Thank God she also seems to have a cast iron stomach.
We have to put her in her room to have a meal in peace or to feed the dog.
She is however all cat. Every plant in the house sports shredded leaves. With the
exception of the cat grass I bought and sprouted in hopes of keeping her away from
them.
--
Jo Firey
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take
our breath away."
"~jag" > wrote in message
...
> Cue music
> Raiders of the lost ark
>
> We see out intrepid orange hunter with way too many toes for his own
> good ( 28 ), investigating the cabinets at floor level in the kitchen.
>
> Well as luck would have it I was busy in the other room when this
> happened, but I have an eye witness. My roommate.
>
> He was watching the kitchen becuase he noticed our little orange
> intrepid explorer pawwing around the cabinets. Well the really bad
> cabinets are locked tight. But not the ones I keep the kitten stuff
> in.
>
> Anyway as we pick, up our little orange raider with a tail longer than
> 2 of himself, managed to get the cabinet open and then push the SEALED
> tub of Kitten Food out of the cabinet and onto the floor.
>
> Well like any thriller there was danger, would the cabinet close on
> his long orange fluffly tail, would the object that he rescued from
> the evil clutches of the kitchen cabinet reveal its treasures to him.
>
> Well within seconds of pushing the tub out of the cabinet he had the
> lid off (one that I always have a real hard time getting open) and
> kitten food all over the kitchen floor.
>
> Thankfully there was no rolling boulders or angry natives, just the
> curse of a very very full to bursting tummy. Listens to the rumbles of
> a VERY full kitten.
>
>
> ~jag
We keep getting in trouble. Elder cat Jake never gets into much of anything. He
considers most cat food and all human food beneath his exquisite palate. So we have
become complacent. Enter Rosie. For a very well bred tiny Siamese kitten, her
appetite is without limit. If it smells interesting and stays relatively still she
will try to eat it. Thank God she also seems to have a cast iron stomach.
We have to put her in her room to have a meal in peace or to feed the dog.
She is however all cat. Every plant in the house sports shredded leaves. With the
exception of the cat grass I bought and sprouted in hopes of keeping her away from
them.
--
Jo Firey
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take
our breath away."
"~jag" > wrote in message
...
> Cue music
> Raiders of the lost ark
>
> We see out intrepid orange hunter with way too many toes for his own
> good ( 28 ), investigating the cabinets at floor level in the kitchen.
>
> Well as luck would have it I was busy in the other room when this
> happened, but I have an eye witness. My roommate.
>
> He was watching the kitchen becuase he noticed our little orange
> intrepid explorer pawwing around the cabinets. Well the really bad
> cabinets are locked tight. But not the ones I keep the kitten stuff
> in.
>
> Anyway as we pick, up our little orange raider with a tail longer than
> 2 of himself, managed to get the cabinet open and then push the SEALED
> tub of Kitten Food out of the cabinet and onto the floor.
>
> Well like any thriller there was danger, would the cabinet close on
> his long orange fluffly tail, would the object that he rescued from
> the evil clutches of the kitchen cabinet reveal its treasures to him.
>
> Well within seconds of pushing the tub out of the cabinet he had the
> lid off (one that I always have a real hard time getting open) and
> kitten food all over the kitchen floor.
>
> Thankfully there was no rolling boulders or angry natives, just the
> curse of a very very full to bursting tummy. Listens to the rumbles of
> a VERY full kitten.
>
>
> ~jag