(For the record, I wish I had pictures. I do not, because Mr. G, being the fastidious man he is, keeps cleaning them up before I dig out the camera. I'd complain about that but grousing about someone cleaning up is just foolishness personified.)
For the past several years, the kittehs have been oblivious to a mortal enemy that has stalked them as they enjoyed the relative peace and tranquility of their home.
This month...La Doof Kitton discovered this fiend. He has battled with this assailiant no fewer than 5 timssince midsummer's eve--maybe several other pitched battles have taken place that the household members are yet unaware of.
Now nightly, La Doof Kitton and this towering terror match wits and battle with fang and claw. Thus far, though the battles have been hard fought and fraught with danger, the Kitton has sustained only minor wounds while inflicting serious damage on the enemy.
But the enemy is clever and powerful and, disguised as a necessary part of home life, he resurrects whenever the 2 legged creatures in the home approach him. He comes back from the grave, his near demise never becomes permanent.
La Doof Kitton even took to dragging his kill out of the kitchen and into other rooms in the house to finish the job--quite a struggle when the fiend is mounted to a kitchen cabinet. But still, the demise never remains permanent--like a phoenix from the ashes, a new dastardly villain takes up residence once the humans approach.
Mr. G, foolish mortal that he is, even had the audacity to place this creature-of-darkness out of the reach of Kittehs, in the "La Doof Kitton proof box". Mr. G may have become a Thrall of the powerful enemy, hence extending his protection as he entombs the Kitton's rival away from the Kitton's teeth.
And that ^^ is why I found a roll of paper-towel in the microwave today. Apparently it's the only way we don't loose half a roll of it, nightly, to the Kitton's new found desire to shred it. He can pull it out of the holder, take it to other rooms, and dissect it very carefully. So now, at bedtime, the pets get treats, and the paper towel is removed from the holder and joins the baked goods in the microwave
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
A new enemy awaits, lurking in shadows...
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Wow! A real enemy living in your midst.
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