Archer and Ozzy

I know I haven't posted a lot lately - I've been lurking only because life
has been whipping my butt something awful and I tend to go into full retreat
mode when that happens. However, I just needed to share this story.

The other morning DH let me "sleep in" (until all of 8AM!!) and he fed the
cats for me. I was in the kitchen about 15 minutes later and heard a loud,
disembodied meowing every time I spoke (OK, with 5 cats in our clowder
that's not an unusual occurrence). Also, Archer was hanging around the
pantry door and meowing too. "You've already been fed, boy, and your
daddy's a better cook than I am so what are you complaining about?" I asked
him (not expecting him to answer since I'm not completely around the bend
yet).

DH walked into the kitchen to ask what was going on. "Did you chase Ozzy
out of the pantry when you fed them this morning?" a thought occurred to
me - Ozzy always materializes out of nowhere when the pantry door is opened
because he knows that's where we keep his food and treats. "No, I didn't
see him in the pantry," he replied. I walked over to the pantry, opened the
door and out walked Ozzy looking quite smug and self-satisfied.

Now, my pantry isn't very big - it is only as deep as the shelves plus about
6 inches in front of the shelves. On the floor of the pantry were various
items that should have been on the shelves. On the first shelf our canned
vegetables were scattered and rolled around. On the second shelf our boxes
of Jello were overturned. On the third shelf our bottles of ketchup and
other sauces were knocked over. On the fourth shelf the cans of Fancy Feast
were even more scattered than the cans of vegetables on the first shelf. On
the fifth shelf Ozzy had hit the jackpot. There was the bag of cat treats,
still sealed at the top, but chewed through completely around the middle and
much less full than it had been only 15 minutes earlier!

Hopefully, in the future, DH will learn to check the pantry before closing
the door and I'll have less cleaning up to do after a naughty boy's pantry
raid!

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Hugs,

CatNipped

See all my masters he http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped/

On Mar 24, 10:09 am, "~*LiveLoveLaugh*~"
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"CatNipped" wrote in message

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LOL

Don't count on the DH to learn from this experience...

chuckles

I love reading your stories here....hehehe I dont have any DH yet, but
it seems my brother look-a-like your DH experience, LOL
btw your site is cool, a magic block with cats picture on each side
and your webdesign is neat, I like it! unfortunately the 1st picture
in this webpage http://www.possibleplaces.com/CatNipped/With_Mommy.asp
couldnt be seen properly, I'm curiosity kill teh cat to see it but,
dun worry, my curiosity will do no harm to my feline family,
heheheh....

cheerz,
-eri-

Join my pondering today on feline & human at http://felinesophy.blogspot.com
like how cats can be nominated furr the best communicator in feline
nation!

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"felinesopher" wrote in message
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I love reading your stories here....hehehe I dont have any DH yet, but
it seems my brother look-a-like your DH experience, LOL
btw your site is cool, a magic block with cats picture on each side
and your webdesign is neat, I like it! unfortunately the 1st picture
in this webpage http://www.possibleplaces.com/CatNipped/With_Mommy.asp
couldnt be seen properly, I'm curiosity kill teh cat to see it but,
dun worry, my curiosity will do no harm to my feline family,
heheheh....

Thank you! I used to be a web architect for a living before the bottom fell
out of that market, so it shames me that I don't put more time into keeping
that site up-to-date.

That picture you're referring to is a Java applet, you probably don't have
the plug-in needed to see it (it's just a slide-show of a few of Sammy's
pictures that are also on her page as regular photos).

Hugs,

CatNipped


cheerz,
-eri-

Join my pondering today on feline & human at
http://felinesophy.blogspot.com
like how cats can be nominated furr the best communicator in feline
nation!

Find out more about my feline family at http://meaouwytroops.blogspot.com

Thanks for posting about the boys. I love reading stories about them

--
Ann
in Connecticut

read Sam's blog at http://kittens-3.blogspot.com/
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"CatNipped" wrote in message
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I know I haven't posted a lot lately - I've been lurking only because life
has been whipping my butt something awful and I tend to go into full
retreat mode when that happens. However, I just needed to share this
story.

The other morning DH let me "sleep in" (until all of 8AM!!) and he fed the
cats for me. I was in the kitchen about 15 minutes later and heard a
loud, disembodied meowing every time I spoke (OK, with 5 cats in our
clowder that's not an unusual occurrence). Also, Archer was hanging
around the pantry door and meowing too. "You've already been fed, boy,
and your daddy's a better cook than I am so what are you complaining
about?" I asked him (not expecting him to answer since I'm not completely
around the bend yet).

DH walked into the kitchen to ask what was going on. "Did you chase Ozzy
out of the pantry when you fed them this morning?" a thought occurred to
me - Ozzy always materializes out of nowhere when the pantry door is
opened because he knows that's where we keep his food and treats. "No, I
didn't see him in the pantry," he replied. I walked over to the pantry,
opened the door and out walked Ozzy looking quite smug and self-satisfied.

Now, my pantry isn't very big - it is only as deep as the shelves plus
about 6 inches in front of the shelves. On the floor of the pantry were
various items that should have been on the shelves. On the first shelf
our canned vegetables were scattered and rolled around. On the second
shelf our boxes of Jello were overturned. On the third shelf our bottles
of ketchup and other sauces were knocked over. On the fourth shelf the
cans of Fancy Feast were even more scattered than the cans of vegetables
on the first shelf. On the fifth shelf Ozzy had hit the jackpot. There
was the bag of cat treats, still sealed at the top, but chewed through
completely around the middle and much less full than it had been only 15
minutes earlier!

Hopefully, in the future, DH will learn to check the pantry before closing
the door and I'll have less cleaning up to do after a naughty boy's pantry
raid!

--
Hugs,

CatNipped

See all my masters he http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped/

~*LiveLoveLaugh*~ wrote:

"CatNipped" wrote in message

The other morning DH let me "sleep in" (until all of 8AM!!) and he fed the
cats for me. I was in the kitchen about 15 minutes later and heard a
loud, disembodied meowing every time I spoke (OK, with 5 cats in our
clowder that's not an unusual occurrence). Also, Archer was hanging
around the pantry door and meowing too. "You've already been fed, boy,
and your daddy's a better cook than I am so what are you complaining
about?" I asked him (not expecting him to answer since I'm not completely
around the bend yet).

DH walked into the kitchen to ask what was going on. "Did you chase Ozzy
out of the pantry when you fed them this morning?" a thought occurred to
me - Ozzy always materializes out of nowhere when the pantry door is
opened because he knows that's where we keep his food and treats. "No, I
didn't see him in the pantry," he replied. I walked over to the pantry,
opened the door and out walked Ozzy looking quite smug and self-satisfied.

Now, my pantry isn't very big - it is only as deep as the shelves plus
about 6 inches in front of the shelves. On the floor of the pantry were
various items that should have been on the shelves. On the first shelf
our canned vegetables were scattered and rolled around. On the second
shelf our boxes of Jello were overturned. On the third shelf our bottles
of ketchup and other sauces were knocked over. On the fourth shelf the
cans of Fancy Feast were even more scattered than the cans of vegetables
on the first shelf. On the fifth shelf Ozzy had hit the jackpot. There
was the bag of cat treats, still sealed at the top, but chewed through
completely around the middle and much less full than it had been only 15
minutes earlier!

LOL, Lor! Thank goodness you knew to look!!

Yes, after all, he could have starved to death in there.

I'm amazed that the only thing you (Lori) could hear was the meowing,
and not the crashing and banging of an orange menace knocking over
everything in sight!

Joyce

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~*LiveLoveLaugh*~ wrote:

"CatNipped" wrote in message

The other morning DH let me "sleep in" (until all of 8AM!!) and he fed
the
cats for me. I was in the kitchen about 15 minutes later and heard a
loud, disembodied meowing every time I spoke (OK, with 5 cats in our
clowder that's not an unusual occurrence). Also, Archer was hanging
around the pantry door and meowing too. "You've already been fed, boy,
and your daddy's a better cook than I am so what are you complaining
about?" I asked him (not expecting him to answer since I'm not
completely
around the bend yet).

DH walked into the kitchen to ask what was going on. "Did you chase
Ozzy
out of the pantry when you fed them this morning?" a thought occurred
to
me - Ozzy always materializes out of nowhere when the pantry door is
opened because he knows that's where we keep his food and treats. "No,
I
didn't see him in the pantry," he replied. I walked over to the
pantry,
opened the door and out walked Ozzy looking quite smug and
self-satisfied.

Now, my pantry isn't very big - it is only as deep as the shelves plus
about 6 inches in front of the shelves. On the floor of the pantry
were
various items that should have been on the shelves. On the first shelf
our canned vegetables were scattered and rolled around. On the second
shelf our boxes of Jello were overturned. On the third shelf our
bottles
of ketchup and other sauces were knocked over. On the fourth shelf the
cans of Fancy Feast were even more scattered than the cans of
vegetables
on the first shelf. On the fifth shelf Ozzy had hit the jackpot.
There
was the bag of cat treats, still sealed at the top, but chewed through
completely around the middle and much less full than it had been only
15
minutes earlier!

LOL, Lor! Thank goodness you knew to look!!

Yes, after all, he could have starved to death in there.

I'm amazed that the only thing you (Lori) could hear was the meowing,
and not the crashing and banging of an orange menace knocking over
everything in sight!

I think he already done that part before I got into the kitchen and was only
meowing when he finished eating and was ready to come out for his breakfast!
;

Hugs,

CatNipped


Joyce

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The other morning DH let me "sleep in" (until all of 8AM!!) and he
fed the
cats for me. I was in the kitchen about 15 minutes later and
heard a loud, disembodied meowing every time I spoke (OK, with 5
cats in our clowder that's not an unusual occurrence). Also,
Archer was hanging around the pantry door and meowing too.
"You've already been fed, boy, and your daddy's a better cook than
I am so what are you complaining about?" I asked him (not
expecting him to answer since I'm not completely
around the bend yet).

DH walked into the kitchen to ask what was going on. "Did you
chase Ozzy
out of the pantry when you fed them this morning?" a thought
occurred to
me - Ozzy always materializes out of nowhere when the pantry door
is opened because he knows that's where we keep his food and
treats. "No, I
didn't see him in the pantry," he replied. I walked over to the
pantry,
opened the door and out walked Ozzy looking quite smug and
self-satisfied.

Now, my pantry isn't very big - it is only as deep as the shelves
plus about 6 inches in front of the shelves. On the floor of the
pantry were
various items that should have been on the shelves. On the first
shelf our canned vegetables were scattered and rolled around. On
the second shelf our boxes of Jello were overturned. On the third
shelf our bottles
of ketchup and other sauces were knocked over. On the fourth
shelf the cans of Fancy Feast were even more scattered than the
cans of vegetables
on the first shelf. On the fifth shelf Ozzy had hit the jackpot.
There
was the bag of cat treats, still sealed at the top, but chewed
through completely around the middle and much less full than it
had been only 15
minutes earlier!

LOL, Lor! Thank goodness you knew to look!!

Yes, after all, he could have starved to death in there.

I'm amazed that the only thing you (Lori) could hear was the meowing,
and not the crashing and banging of an orange menace knocking over
everything in sight!

I think he already done that part before I got into the kitchen and
was only meowing when he finished eating and was ready to come out for
his breakfast! ;

Hugs,

CatNipped


Joyce

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He may have just levitated the stuff down.

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~*LiveLoveLaugh*~ wrote:

"CatNipped" wrote in message

The other morning DH let me "sleep in" (until all of 8AM!!) and he
fed the
cats for me. I was in the kitchen about 15 minutes later and
heard a loud, disembodied meowing every time I spoke (OK, with 5
cats in our clowder that's not an unusual occurrence). Also,
Archer was hanging around the pantry door and meowing too.
"You've already been fed, boy, and your daddy's a better cook than
I am so what are you complaining about?" I asked him (not
expecting him to answer since I'm not completely
around the bend yet).

DH walked into the kitchen to ask what was going on. "Did you
chase Ozzy
out of the pantry when you fed them this morning?" a thought
occurred to
me - Ozzy always materializes out of nowhere when the pantry door
is opened because he knows that's where we keep his food and
treats. "No, I
didn't see him in the pantry," he replied. I walked over to the
pantry,
opened the door and out walked Ozzy looking quite smug and
self-satisfied.

Now, my pantry isn't very big - it is only as deep as the shelves
plus about 6 inches in front of the shelves. On the floor of the
pantry were
various items that should have been on the shelves. On the first
shelf our canned vegetables were scattered and rolled around. On
the second shelf our boxes of Jello were overturned. On the third
shelf our bottles
of ketchup and other sauces were knocked over. On the fourth
shelf the cans of Fancy Feast were even more scattered than the
cans of vegetables
on the first shelf. On the fifth shelf Ozzy had hit the jackpot.
There
was the bag of cat treats, still sealed at the top, but chewed
through completely around the middle and much less full than it
had been only 15
minutes earlier!

LOL, Lor! Thank goodness you knew to look!!

Yes, after all, he could have starved to death in there.

I'm amazed that the only thing you (Lori) could hear was the meowing,
and not the crashing and banging of an orange menace knocking over
everything in sight!

I think he already done that part before I got into the kitchen and
was only meowing when he finished eating and was ready to come out for
his breakfast! ;

Hugs,

CatNipped


Joyce

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He may have just levitated the stuff down.


This is true - DH swears he teleported into the pantry since DH would never
have been so careless, don't you know! ;

Hugs,

CatNipped

CatNipped wrote:
I know I haven't posted a lot lately - I've been lurking only because life
has been whipping my butt something awful and I tend to go into full retreat
mode when that happens. However, I just needed to share this story.
snip
Hopefully, in the future, DH will learn to check the pantry before closing
the door and I'll have less cleaning up to do after a naughty boy's pantry
raid!


Great story!
Lots of purrs and best wishes for you, CN,
Polonca and Soncek