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January 18, 2006
Personality
For Christmas, I bought the cats a carpet-covered-climbing thing, similar to the one seen below (but with more layers). Because what says "hallelujah, the baby Jesus is born" more than pet furniture?
Anyway, they are both enamoured of the top spot, which is sadly only big enough for one of them at a time--unlike when they were kittens and could snuggle up together on a since-disposed-of earlier version of the climbing-thing. Oh they were sweet. But I digress.
Along with the furniture I got a bottle of catnip spray, which is like feline ecstacy. Upon catching a whiff, my cats feel nothing but love, want to touch everything, and develop a sudden affinity to trance music. But again, I digress.
Tonight, upon coming home from seeing Jared Diamond, author of Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed, at Politics and Prose, I decided that the cats were in need of some fun. You know, cause I'm both brilliantly intellectual and yet also tenderhearted. So I spritzed some cat nip on the carpet-furniture-thing (what IS it called?) and sat down to watch.
Within a few minutes, both cats sidled in. Madchen, the slightly "fluffy" one (ok, the gargantuan 18-pound one), immediately scampered over to the furniture thing and started to roll all over it. In an OBSCENE sort of way, if you can sort of picture it. It seems that with some cat nip, Madchen has no need of tomcat-love, oh no.
Natasha, the skinny "evil" one (but only to people who are obnoxious--and by that, I mean everyone who isn't *me*), was not so crude. She sat 6 inches away from Madchen and looked upon her flailings with disdain. You could actually see the condescension in her posture.
After a few minutes, the potent but fast-acting cat nip had worn off of the bottom layers of the furniture thing, and Madchen wandered off. Ever so delicately, Natasha hopped up to the top level, where she preened and in an oh-so-refined manner, began to rub her whiskers along the carpet.
And then she promptly fell out of the hole in the bottom of the box.
She landed on the floor (a good 4 feet below) with a slightly alarmed, yet still rather dreamy expresssion. Apparently the joy of the cat nip, however well concealed, is enough to make even the most snooty cat lose a little control.
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On an entirely unrelated note, my new favorite DC-area blog is El Guapo. Whether its his CVS condom-purchasing activities, or his most recent mustache adventures, I *heart* El Guapo. Read him, love him.
Comments
Very nice. I just read his shaving the stache post. Brilliant I can't believe I was so drawn into and captivated by such an obviously silly post. My heart was even beating faster. I'd like to find one of his books -as he (or she) is obviously a pro, and a very good one.
Posted by: gizmo guy at January 19, 2006 09:05 AM
Muchas gracias mi amor. I "heart" you.
Mucho Amor,
El Guapo
Posted by: El Guapo at January 19, 2006 12:45 PM
