Friday Funnies

We have had several lady beetles and stink bugs get into our house over the past couple of months – much to the cats delight. (Note: I have always called them lady bugs but now that I work for an entomologist, I have learned that the correct term is lady beetle.🐞) Recently, the cats kept staring at the kitchen cabinet; I assumed there was a bug but I couldn’t find anything. Finally, Kenn got involved with the search. It turned out that there was no bug – there was a bat in cabinet. This is the second time we’ve had a bat in the cabinet. In both instances, the bat has been removed and released outside. Now to figure out how they keep getting in!

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When Cricket was a kitten we had to hide the toilet paper in all bathrooms because any roll left out would get shredded within an inch of its life. She eventually outgrew that particular obsession, but even now, as a senior kitty, occasionally the old urges return. Here, she is sleeping the sleep of the righteous after destroying the paper that was in the box with my new work boots.

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Guess who?

Yes, I know – another Friday Funnies featuring one of our cats. What can I say? We’ve been on the road so much from Georgia to South Carolina and back that I have plenty of pictures from the pet sitter to choose from. This is either Bob, one of the two cats I “inherited” when my Daddy died, or Bear. Neither of them have any concept of personal space.

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Assuming control…

Last Friday I told you how the pet sitter always sends pictures of the cats when she visits. However, not all of the photos turn out as well as that one of Marvin. We get our fair share of pictures like this.😂 Honestly, I’m not even sure which of the cats this is. Cricket? Nyx? Someone else?🤷‍♀️ (The “assuming control” caption is for any Mass Effect fans out there. If you know, you know.😉)

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Marvin

One of the many blessings in our life is our amazing pet sitter, Furbabies Caregiver LLC. I’m extra thankful these days when we’re away from home so often as we travel back and forth to help out with the twins. When the pet sitter comes to the house she sends pictures of each of the cats. This one just cracks me up. This is Marvin, one of our outdoor kitties. This expression is very much that of a disapproving parent. I can almost hear him saying “It’s about time you got here, young lady. Do you have any idea what time it is?” (On another note, after a lifetime of cat ownership, I am convinced that brown tabbies have the best purr-sonalities of the feline world.)