Obnoxious little turd....

Lilly-Whiskers has found a new use for my legs. I am an "interactive
climbing tree". She charges at me as fast as her little legs will carry
her, and tries to see how far up my body she can get.

It was cute the first time she did it and reached my shoulder, although
it hurt like hell. After the 1000th time, the game is getting a tad old.
;o) I don't know whether to be happy she feels so great, or ****ed that
I'm a new kitty toy!

Helen M



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Helen Miles wrote:
Lilly-Whiskers has found a new use for my legs. I am an "interactive
climbing tree". She charges at me as fast as her little legs will carry
her, and tries to see how far up my body she can get.

It was cute the first time she did it and reached my shoulder, although
it hurt like hell. After the 1000th time, the game is getting a tad old.
;o) I don't know whether to be happy she feels so great, or ****ed that
I'm a new kitty toy!

Helen M



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Heh, heh, heh,... I remember when Trixie used to charge at me, and
jump onto my legs. It was sooo cute. I still have scars on my legs
from her (little snot). She'd bound over, then stand on her hind legs
momentarily, and jump for all she was worth. She'd never get above my
knees on the jump.

Now the bits I've got at home think my leg is the scratching post.
Well, sort of anyway. At least they never did the complete body climb,
I lucked out of that one.

Smokie Darling (Annie) - Have I told you how much I love Miss
Lily-Whiskers?

Imagine 6 firballs all full grown using you to climb up to the turkey or ham
you are trying to set on the table that you are carrying on your tip i toes
to get away from the little devils. ouch

"Helen Miles" wrote in message
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Lilly-Whiskers has found a new use for my legs. I am an "interactive
climbing tree". She charges at me as fast as her little legs will carry
her, and tries to see how far up my body she can get.

It was cute the first time she did it and reached my shoulder, although
it hurt like hell. After the 1000th time, the game is getting a tad old.
;o) I don't know whether to be happy she feels so great, or ****ed that
I'm a new kitty toy!

Helen M


Hey Lilly! You go girl!

At least its winter. I'd recommend wearing as much denim as possible.

Jo

"Helen Miles" wrote in message
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Lilly-Whiskers has found a new use for my legs. I am an "interactive
climbing tree". She charges at me as fast as her little legs will carry
her, and tries to see how far up my body she can get.

It was cute the first time she did it and reached my shoulder, although
it hurt like hell. After the 1000th time, the game is getting a tad old.
;o) I don't know whether to be happy she feels so great, or ****ed that
I'm a new kitty toy!

Helen M


I've been there! Good luck and hope your puncture wounds don't fester! :~)

kili

"Helen Miles" wrote in message
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Lilly-Whiskers has found a new use for my legs. I am an "interactive
climbing tree". She charges at me as fast as her little legs will carry
her, and tries to see how far up my body she can get.

It was cute the first time she did it and reached my shoulder, although
it hurt like hell. After the 1000th time, the game is getting a tad old.
;o) I don't know whether to be happy she feels so great, or ****ed that
I'm a new kitty toy!

Helen M

I presume you don't like it? So what stops you untangling her from your
clothing when she is part way up, plonking her gently back on the floor and
telling her no when she tries to do it again?

Kittens and puppies are so cute we allow them to do whatever they want to.
This is a bad idea. Puppies and kittens are used to being told off by their
mom if they get too unruly and we have to carry it on. Unless you want a
pet that does exactly what it likes you have to take the mom role with the
babies.
It's very different with dogs and cats. A young dog looks to a leader and
you have to be it, or he will. He is not comfortable unless he knows his
place in the pack and the owner has to be the leader, with friendly but firm
discipline and training.
Cats are something else, they can live in groups but each cat is
independent, does it's own thing. My cats only do what *they* want to do at
all times. Sometimes this exasperates me.
For example, a cat will decide it would like to go outside, and miaows at
the door. I open the door, it is freezing outside. I have only just got the
house slightly warm and all the precious heat is escaping. The cat sits in
the doorway. And sits. And sits. I feel my blood pressure rise a little,
but I enquire sweetly "Out or in, hurry up." Cat remains sitting in the
doorway, says dunno, not decided yet. Arctic blast comes in.
My blood pressure rises further as more heat floats into the garden.

One day a toe is going to be inserted very gently under the reluctant
posterior and the door will be firmly shut. I haven't quite got to that
stage yet, but it's approaching now the cold weather is here.
They both know very well what "out or in" means. They are just taking the
p. ;-)

Tweed -- taken advantage of by two stray cats..

Jo Firey wrote:
"Helen Miles" wrote in message
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Lilly-Whiskers has found a new use for my legs. I am an "interactive
climbing tree". She charges at me as fast as her little legs will carry
her, and tries to see how far up my body she can get.

It was cute the first time she did it and reached my shoulder, although
it hurt like hell. After the 1000th time, the game is getting a tad old.
;o) I don't know whether to be happy she feels so great, or ****ed that
I'm a new kitty toy!

Helen M



Hey Lilly! You go girl!

At least its winter. I'd recommend wearing as much denim as possible.

Jo


Denim? Heck, I was going to suggest thick burlap or sisal
Or perhaps even your hockey gear!

-Caroline S.

No More Retail wrote:
Imagine 6 firballs all full grown using you to climb up to the turkey or ham
you are trying to set on the table that you are carrying on your tip i toes
to get away from the little devils. ouch

Yep, we had 6. They wanted that dang pouch of Iams every morning.
They still never climbed above my knees, maybe because I'd start with
the "Owie, owie, owie...", and they knew it was hurting me?

I'm keeping 2, my friend is taking the little girl and the momma kitty
home next week. It was quite the experience, but I enjoyed it. Won't
be doing it again anytime soon.

Smokie Darling (Annie)

The yelling of ouch just means climb faster :-)

On Thu 17 Nov 2005 06:43:34p, Helen Miles wrote in
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Lilly-Whiskers has found a new use for my legs. I am an
"interactive climbing tree". She charges at me as fast as her
little legs will carry her, and tries to see how far up my body
she can get.

It was cute the first time she did it and reached my shoulder,
although it hurt like hell. After the 1000th time, the game is
getting a tad old. ;o) I don't know whether to be happy she
feels so great, or ****ed that I'm a new kitty toy!

Helen M



One word. OUCH. I'm just so glad she's bouncing back from her
horrible ordeal! Lucky girl!!


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Cheryl