Sunday, May 4, 2014

A Cat's Tale and More

Monday is always a great day for mischief and Monday’s Mischief recognizes this fact.  My Brown Newfies, Snoopy’s Dog Blog, and Alfie’s Blog host this fun-filled blog hop, so be sure to visit them as well as the other mischievous bloggers.
Me: “Boys, do y’all know what day it is today?”
Bentley: “Yes ma’am, it’s Cinco de Mayo.  Yippee!  Let’s eat tacos!”
Pierre: “It’s my mama’s happy birthday!  Woo Hoo! Let’s have another party.”
Me: “You are both right, but it is also Mischief Monday.  Do y’all have anything to report?”
Pierre: *waving his paw in the air* “Pick me, pick me!  Let’s tell how I saved us from a vicious cat burglar last week.”
Bentley: “Oh good grief!  My eyes just rolled back so far in my head I think I saw my brain.  It was not a cat burglar.  It was simply a white cat.”
Pierre: “That’s exactly what those boneless critters want you think.  If you let your
guard down, they will attack you.  I know firsthand, because one lived next door to my mom when I was a pup.  That joker would trounce me from the bushes and scare me out of my wits.”
Bentley: “I kinda understand your paranoia; at least it explains why you were so riled up about it.  You darted out past Mom as if your tail was on fire.  Dad held me back before I could come help you.”
Pierre: “I think you were just scared.  You’ve never been up close and purr-sonal with one.  Those weird creatures arch their backs and spit at you just like a llama.  It’s a good thing that I am fearless.  I saved us all by chasing it away from the house.”
Bentley: “You mean that you chased it under our building.  Luckily, Mom thought it had left the yard.  She told Dad that I could come out to join you.  Of course, this nose of mine immediately tracked the cat to the exact spot it was hiding.  Now, it was an accident that I tore the lattice work out to reach the said perp.”
Pierre: “That was not cool.  Papaw was not happy about that one little bit.  You have to admit though; it was hilarious seeing both of them running around trying to get their crummy flashlights to work.  I thought I was going to roll on my back laughing when they called us.  As if we are going to leave that cat alone and come wagging our tails into the house.  Hee Hee Hee!”
Me: “It was not funny!  It was 11:30 and all of our neighbors were asleep.  You two were barking and carrying on as if you had a masked murderer cornered outside.  We are lucky that they didn’t call the police on us for disturbing the peace!”
Bentley: “Our neighbors know that we are only out to serve and protect.  Besides, that cat could have been dangerous.  He smelled like he was on the catnip!  You never know how they are gonna react when under the influence!”
Pierre: *wiping tears out of his eyes from laughing* Okay, so then, Gramma’s flashlight died and she came back out of the house with bags of treats.  Have you noticed that your parents don’t handle a cat crisis very well?  They looked like Laurel and Hardy out there trying to catch us.  Bahahahahaha!  I swear, if I had a video of the incident, we could be the next big YouTube sensation.”
Bentley: “I’m not laughing, Mom.  My shoulders are just bobbing up and down, but I don’t know why.  *snicker* Are you familiar with the damage a cat can do?  They carry switchblades in their paws!  I’ve heard horror stories!”
Me: “Bentley, you are listening to silly urban legends.  Cats are super nice.  In fact, we used to have three cats.  There was Miss Gitty, Amos, and Opie.  I loved them very much.  Miss Gitty lived here with Madison, our German Shepherd.  They were best friends.  She lived to be over 20 years old.  She is buried in the backyard.”
Pierre: “EEEEKKKK!  What if that white cat was her *gulp* ghost?  Or maybe she has
returned as a zombie cat!  Oh my gosh, I was chasing a ghost zombie cat.  Catch me, I think I may faint.”  *waves both paws in front of his face*
Bentley: “That was no ghost or zombie cat.  It was a living, breathing real-life cat.  This nose knows a real scent when it sniffs one.  Besides, it said ‘Meow’ not ‘Boo’ and that’s a sure sign that it was real.  I will be practicing my zombie ghost cat voice though.  It could come in handy for a future fright night for you.”
Pierre: “Well, now that the cat’s outta the bag, I won’t fall for your tricks.  Anyway, Gramma and Papaw were trying to haul us back into the house, but we refused.  Then, Gramma snatched your butt up and carried you back inside.  That’s when I realized things had gotten real.  I took off running and barking ‘You can’t catch me!  Nah, nah, nah boo boo!’  Papaw was not amused.  He doesn’t like to play chase at 11:30.  I need to make note of that fact.”
Me: “It was not funny!  We had to chase you into the corner of the yard so I could grab you.  Then I take you in and both of you expected a treat.  What’s up with that?  You don’t get rewarded for bad behavior.”
Bentley: “I know Mom.  You are so stern with us.  Did I thank you for the sweet potato treat?  Come on, you are such a pushover.  While we were munching on the treats, you went out and watched that cat jump back over the fence.  Unharmed, I might add.”
Me: “I may be way too easy on you guys, but what has happened as a result of your cat mischief?”
Bentley: “I’ve been meaning to discuss this humiliating new rule that y’all evoked.  The whole thing was Pierre’s fault.  I was an innocent bystander.”
Me: “Was that you innocently wedged under the building in between the lattice pickets?”
Pierre: “On the advice of me, he pleads the fifth.  I think what y’all are failing to recognize is the fact that the cat didn’t get into our house.  Seriously, the lack of gratitude for saving you and Papaw’s very lives is quite discouraging.  You know, a sincere thank you goes a long way.”
Me: “Umm, thanks both of you boys.  It is great to know that we will not be pilfered or murdered by a strange kitty.  Whew!”
Pierre: “See, don’t you feel better?  Now, let’s get on to our other business of the day.  Happy Birthday Mommy!  I love you to the moon and back!”
Bentley: “Happy Birthday Sister!  I love you and miss your belly scratches!  Do we get cake Mama?”
Me: “No, we aren’t having cake because Jessica lives in Alaska.  She isn’t here to celebrate, but I’m sure Keith will have a cake for her at their house.  Happy 29th birthday Jessica!  Daddy and I love you!  You have grown into a beautiful, successful, brilliant woman.  We could not be prouder of you.  We all hope that you have a fabulous birthday and wonderful year.  XXOO!”
Pierre: “Gramma, will you post a cute baby picture of her like you did of me on my happy birthday?  She will like that, as long as you don’t post a naked one…or that one with the ginormous bow in her hair.  She really hates that one!  Heehee!”
Me: “That’s a wonderful idea.  Here is our daughter when she was a little girl.  Not to brag, but wasn’t she adorable?”
She was such a precious little girl!
Now, all grown up

Jessica was well protected by Jake and Madison.  They adored her.



I hope everyone has a great Monday and happy Cinco de Mayo to y’all!  Try not to get into too much mischief!  Enjoy these other fun bloggers~

17 comments :

  1. Aww thank y'all very much!!! And thank you for not posting the bow picture lol I miss y'all!!!! Pierre, be good for your Gramma and Papaw!!! <3

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  2. Happy Birthday to Jessica, and congrats to the boys because they almost caught a cat. Sniff and wags from Laika and Vaks.

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  3. So glad the boys didn't catch the kitty; it was a cat-astrophe avoided! (But it must have been fun to watch. ) ;-)

    --Wags (and purrs) from Life with Dogs and Cats

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  4. Happy Birthday and a happy cinco de mayo!

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  5. Happy Birthday and Happy Cinco De Mayo thanks for the hop and zen hugs all around.

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  6. Awwwwww what adorable baby photos!!!! Happy Birthday Jessica!!!!!
    That one on the left is the cutest thing!!!!!!
    ღ husky hugz ღ frum our pack at Love is being owned by a husky!

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  7. Happy Birthday, Happy Cinco de Mayo, Happy Monday Mischief!

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  8. Happy Birthday - what a cute baby. Glad the mischief wasn't too serious.

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  9. Happy Birthday to your mom, Pierre! I bet you will celebrate real big when you are back together! Party on, boys!

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  10. Hey now! Our cat wouldn't harm a dog at all! The dogs actually try to eat the cat, which keeps him upstairs.
    www.dogtreatweb.com

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  11. glad the cat is fine, and those old pictures are fantastic

    retro rover

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  12. Haha a white zombie/ghost/burglar cat :D
    Happy birthday to Jessica, she was a cute baby. Time sure flies, doesn't it?

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  13. Happy Birthday! Watch out for the white cats!

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  14. I'm glad you guys kept everyone safe! Whew! Humans have NO idea what a threat those cats are to civilization and humanity.



    Bunny

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  15. At least it wasn't a black and white striped kitty. Happy Birthday to Pierre's mom!

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  16. My dogs think they are the great protectors of our property from cats. You can never be too sure about a strange cat! Glad no one was hurt but the property was well protected.
    Great pictures of your daughter ... it's so bittersweet when they grow up. We are proud of them but miss having them be little. I hope she had a wonderful birthday!

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