Stealth Bomber's... by Skeeter
You just cannot do too much around this house without the girl’s knowledge. I find it so funny how you cannot see a cat in sight and then all of a sudden, just as a Genie pops out of a lamp, Big Eyes are upon you!
One night as I was getting ready to run the dishwasher, I decided to put the girl’s glass water and food dish in for a good sanitizing. I had tossed the old food out and then rinsed out the bowls. I turned around and to my amazement; those two had quietly creped into the room and were sitting next to the matt in which the bowls belong. They had looks on their faces as if to say, “Now just what do you think you’re doing with our bowls?” I could not help but laugh. I had to properly wash the bowls and then refill them with food and water and put them in place before the girls would give up on me. Of course they did not eat nor drink anything. They just wanted to know it was there in the event they did want a bite or sip. I don’t know how they can hear things such as that. I guess it is that cat hearing.
I have that kind of hearing as well. Just yesterday morning at around 5:00 my cat mommy ears had me wake up to a sound. You know the sound, burp, burp, hack, hack, barooooooom. Yep, A cat barfing! I jumped up to find my dear little Clown Sheba up-chucking her last of four piles of liquid brown cat food! On the wood or tile floor you ask? Well, no, she naturally got the carpet! I am convinced that is in the Cat Etiquette Handbook as rule number 22. “When barfing, run to nearest carpet or throw rug” I cleaned up the mess as Sheba patiently supervised my work. Then I crept back to bed and the Saint was none the wiser with his snoring never missing a beat!
When I got up (on my terms) later that morning, I discovered I did not do such a great job with my cleaning. I was once again on my hands and knees scrubbing. I finally asked the Saint later that night to tackle the spots as I could still see the stains. He laughed and reminded me that my dad was the stain Master. He had an “Ops” with barbecue sauce on the carpet during a visit and he worked for 24 hours or longer on successfully getting that spot removed. I was hoping for stains as I wanted an excuse to put tile on the sunroom floor! I also knew I could probably put a guilt trip on him and get him to pay some of the cost. It would be the least he could do for messing up his baby girls carpet right? Na, I would never do that but as a bratty kid, (that I CAN be) I can think it… ha ha Anyway, I no longer see a stain today so I guess I must give the Saint some credit here. Well, he does consider Sheba to be HIS cat so it is the least he could do for me! Okay, I gave him credit, didn’t I??? With those darn good carpet cleaners today, I may never get a tiled sunroom floor!
I keep the girls food in a container for easy dispensing and freshness reasons. I find it humorous how they come flying into the kitchen when I transfer the food from the bag into the container. Again, they come popping out from nowhere like a Genie in a rubbed lamp or a Jack in the Box! I humor them as well by letting them stick their face into the container for a minute or two. Cheetah usually forces Sheba’s head out of the way and Sheba just sits by and watches her little baby indulge on the pile of food! Sheba is such a good mommy cat to let her Cheetah baby push her around like that.
We often refer to the girls as little Stealth Bombers with their sneaky maneuvers. Anyone else have a stealth bomber in the house?
posted by Skeeter at 9/06/2007 09:36:00 AM