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Misty and the mother-in-law
O J wrote:
Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. It's probably similar to the way many of us feel about large spiders, snakes, rats, moths, etc. It's hard for me to imagine, but not everyone understands my phobias, either. Joyce - being touched by a cat this very minute |
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O J wrote:
Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. It's probably similar to the way many of us feel about large spiders, snakes, rats, moths, etc. It's hard for me to imagine, but not everyone understands my phobias, either. Joyce - being touched by a cat this very minute |
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Great story O J what a sneaky cat,but so cute Jean.P.
O J wrote in message news Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. At one time, we lived in a lovely apartment with a loft bedroom that overlooked the living room. There was a three and a half foot high wall that stretched across the bedroom on the open side. It was about four inches wide, just the thing for an acrobatic cat. One day when the in-laws were visiting, Misty jumped up on the wall and began pacing back and forth. She waited till there was a lull in the conversation and eyes turned to her. Then, much to Eliana's distress, she began simulating losing her balance, feigning this with slips of first her rear and then her front paws. You'd be surprised to see how well a cat can balance on three paws. This had the desired effect and Mama began crying out in alarm, "Oh my god Lynda, the cat will fall!" Despite assurances that the cat was perfectly fine, she insisted that we go up and bring the cat down. We didn't and Misty finally gave up on this method of tormenting her hoomins and started in on another. Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. The real master stroke though, came one time when we were visiting Los Vegas. We were staying is trailers at our membership campground, and if you've seen the interior of one, you know that the typical interior includes booth seating in the dining area. You can't just stand up, you have to slide out first. Carefully, Misty stalked her prey. She wandered into the dining area as ninja-cat till she arrived unnoticed at Eliana's feet. Then with a leap, she was in Ellie's lap. Ellie let out a shriek and calls for assistance. By the time anyone could reach under the table to grab the offending feline, she was gone as quickly as she had come. Lynda and I were careful not to laugh out loud. Misty had struck again. Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon |
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Great story O J what a sneaky cat,but so cute Jean.P.
O J wrote in message news Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. At one time, we lived in a lovely apartment with a loft bedroom that overlooked the living room. There was a three and a half foot high wall that stretched across the bedroom on the open side. It was about four inches wide, just the thing for an acrobatic cat. One day when the in-laws were visiting, Misty jumped up on the wall and began pacing back and forth. She waited till there was a lull in the conversation and eyes turned to her. Then, much to Eliana's distress, she began simulating losing her balance, feigning this with slips of first her rear and then her front paws. You'd be surprised to see how well a cat can balance on three paws. This had the desired effect and Mama began crying out in alarm, "Oh my god Lynda, the cat will fall!" Despite assurances that the cat was perfectly fine, she insisted that we go up and bring the cat down. We didn't and Misty finally gave up on this method of tormenting her hoomins and started in on another. Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. The real master stroke though, came one time when we were visiting Los Vegas. We were staying is trailers at our membership campground, and if you've seen the interior of one, you know that the typical interior includes booth seating in the dining area. You can't just stand up, you have to slide out first. Carefully, Misty stalked her prey. She wandered into the dining area as ninja-cat till she arrived unnoticed at Eliana's feet. Then with a leap, she was in Ellie's lap. Ellie let out a shriek and calls for assistance. By the time anyone could reach under the table to grab the offending feline, she was gone as quickly as she had come. Lynda and I were careful not to laugh out loud. Misty had struck again. Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon |
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Misty sounds like she was quite the character -- great story!
Christine "O J" wrote in message news Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. At one time, we lived in a lovely apartment with a loft bedroom that overlooked the living room. There was a three and a half foot high wall that stretched across the bedroom on the open side. It was about four inches wide, just the thing for an acrobatic cat. One day when the in-laws were visiting, Misty jumped up on the wall and began pacing back and forth. She waited till there was a lull in the conversation and eyes turned to her. Then, much to Eliana's distress, she began simulating losing her balance, feigning this with slips of first her rear and then her front paws. You'd be surprised to see how well a cat can balance on three paws. This had the desired effect and Mama began crying out in alarm, "Oh my god Lynda, the cat will fall!" Despite assurances that the cat was perfectly fine, she insisted that we go up and bring the cat down. We didn't and Misty finally gave up on this method of tormenting her hoomins and started in on another. Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. The real master stroke though, came one time when we were visiting Los Vegas. We were staying is trailers at our membership campground, and if you've seen the interior of one, you know that the typical interior includes booth seating in the dining area. You can't just stand up, you have to slide out first. Carefully, Misty stalked her prey. She wandered into the dining area as ninja-cat till she arrived unnoticed at Eliana's feet. Then with a leap, she was in Ellie's lap. Ellie let out a shriek and calls for assistance. By the time anyone could reach under the table to grab the offending feline, she was gone as quickly as she had come. Lynda and I were careful not to laugh out loud. Misty had struck again. Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon |
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Misty sounds like she was quite the character -- great story!
Christine "O J" wrote in message news Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. At one time, we lived in a lovely apartment with a loft bedroom that overlooked the living room. There was a three and a half foot high wall that stretched across the bedroom on the open side. It was about four inches wide, just the thing for an acrobatic cat. One day when the in-laws were visiting, Misty jumped up on the wall and began pacing back and forth. She waited till there was a lull in the conversation and eyes turned to her. Then, much to Eliana's distress, she began simulating losing her balance, feigning this with slips of first her rear and then her front paws. You'd be surprised to see how well a cat can balance on three paws. This had the desired effect and Mama began crying out in alarm, "Oh my god Lynda, the cat will fall!" Despite assurances that the cat was perfectly fine, she insisted that we go up and bring the cat down. We didn't and Misty finally gave up on this method of tormenting her hoomins and started in on another. Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. The real master stroke though, came one time when we were visiting Los Vegas. We were staying is trailers at our membership campground, and if you've seen the interior of one, you know that the typical interior includes booth seating in the dining area. You can't just stand up, you have to slide out first. Carefully, Misty stalked her prey. She wandered into the dining area as ninja-cat till she arrived unnoticed at Eliana's feet. Then with a leap, she was in Ellie's lap. Ellie let out a shriek and calls for assistance. By the time anyone could reach under the table to grab the offending feline, she was gone as quickly as she had come. Lynda and I were careful not to laugh out loud. Misty had struck again. Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon |
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That's funny!
A few years back my parents drove up for a visit. My parents never had pets; we were only allowed birds and fish when we were kids. Anyway, we went out to my brother Paul's house; at that time he had three cats. One of them jumped up and curled up in my mother's lap. She looked at me and said, "What do I do now?" I had to laugh... DUH! pet her! You should have seen my mother, reluctantly petting a cat. Then she got into it... hey, she's purring! G Now, they have pictures of Persia and my lovebird Peaches hanging on their refrigerator, like grandkids! Go figure Jill O J wrote: Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. At one time, we lived in a lovely apartment with a loft bedroom that overlooked the living room. There was a three and a half foot high wall that stretched across the bedroom on the open side. It was about four inches wide, just the thing for an acrobatic cat. One day when the in-laws were visiting, Misty jumped up on the wall and began pacing back and forth. She waited till there was a lull in the conversation and eyes turned to her. Then, much to Eliana's distress, she began simulating losing her balance, feigning this with slips of first her rear and then her front paws. You'd be surprised to see how well a cat can balance on three paws. This had the desired effect and Mama began crying out in alarm, "Oh my god Lynda, the cat will fall!" Despite assurances that the cat was perfectly fine, she insisted that we go up and bring the cat down. We didn't and Misty finally gave up on this method of tormenting her hoomins and started in on another. Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. The real master stroke though, came one time when we were visiting Los Vegas. We were staying is trailers at our membership campground, and if you've seen the interior of one, you know that the typical interior includes booth seating in the dining area. You can't just stand up, you have to slide out first. Carefully, Misty stalked her prey. She wandered into the dining area as ninja-cat till she arrived unnoticed at Eliana's feet. Then with a leap, she was in Ellie's lap. Ellie let out a shriek and calls for assistance. By the time anyone could reach under the table to grab the offending feline, she was gone as quickly as she had come. Lynda and I were careful not to laugh out loud. Misty had struck again. Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon |
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That's funny!
A few years back my parents drove up for a visit. My parents never had pets; we were only allowed birds and fish when we were kids. Anyway, we went out to my brother Paul's house; at that time he had three cats. One of them jumped up and curled up in my mother's lap. She looked at me and said, "What do I do now?" I had to laugh... DUH! pet her! You should have seen my mother, reluctantly petting a cat. Then she got into it... hey, she's purring! G Now, they have pictures of Persia and my lovebird Peaches hanging on their refrigerator, like grandkids! Go figure Jill O J wrote: Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. At one time, we lived in a lovely apartment with a loft bedroom that overlooked the living room. There was a three and a half foot high wall that stretched across the bedroom on the open side. It was about four inches wide, just the thing for an acrobatic cat. One day when the in-laws were visiting, Misty jumped up on the wall and began pacing back and forth. She waited till there was a lull in the conversation and eyes turned to her. Then, much to Eliana's distress, she began simulating losing her balance, feigning this with slips of first her rear and then her front paws. You'd be surprised to see how well a cat can balance on three paws. This had the desired effect and Mama began crying out in alarm, "Oh my god Lynda, the cat will fall!" Despite assurances that the cat was perfectly fine, she insisted that we go up and bring the cat down. We didn't and Misty finally gave up on this method of tormenting her hoomins and started in on another. Eliana had a thing about cats and didn't want one to touch her in any way. Naturally, Misty took advantage of this by coming down the stairs and going to rub up Ellie's leg. It's hard to put a finger on what it was about small furry animals that gave Eliana the creeps, but she got them whenever a dog or cat was within arms reach. The real master stroke though, came one time when we were visiting Los Vegas. We were staying is trailers at our membership campground, and if you've seen the interior of one, you know that the typical interior includes booth seating in the dining area. You can't just stand up, you have to slide out first. Carefully, Misty stalked her prey. She wandered into the dining area as ninja-cat till she arrived unnoticed at Eliana's feet. Then with a leap, she was in Ellie's lap. Ellie let out a shriek and calls for assistance. By the time anyone could reach under the table to grab the offending feline, she was gone as quickly as she had come. Lynda and I were careful not to laugh out loud. Misty had struck again. Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon |
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"O J" wrote in message news Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. ... Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon That was great. I'll be chuckling about that one all day. It's amazing how diabolical cats can be. He he he. Annie |
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"O J" wrote in message news Hi All, My beloved Misty (RB) used to play in a ball game all of her own. One of the things she loved to do was torment my mother-in-law, Eliana. ... Regards and Purrs, O J Gritmon That was great. I'll be chuckling about that one all day. It's amazing how diabolical cats can be. He he he. Annie |
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