2003-06-13

kept it up even after I grabbed the camera. I’m still working on getting a Miz Poo movie together.

So, the point I completely forgot to make yesterday when I was talking about watching Out of Order with Fred: At one point, Eric Stoltz and Felicity Huffman – whose characters are married – are having a party. An Ecstasy party to be exact, because they’re screenwriters and doing research. So almost everyone at the party (there are 4 or 5 couples) gets hopped-up on the E and the women head out to the hot tub, naked. Naturally, the men follow, and after sitting in the hot tub for a while, they all head for the pool. It was then that I turned to Fred and said “You know, I have to confess that I’m glad I don’t know anyone who would be willing to come over and do drugs and skinny dip with us.” His response: “No kidding!” Repressed? Us?
You know what pisses me off? Books like Rebecca’s Tale and The Little Friend, which are about a murder. You read the entire book, breathless with anticipation to know who the fuck dunit, and the author CRAPS OUT, and you never get to know. I HATE THAT SHIT. Before you say it, I KNOW that you don’t always get to know who the fuck dunit in real life, but I’m not paying $10, $15, $20 to wander around in real life. If I wanted to be in the real world, I’d put the fucking book down, wouldn’t I? I want some escapism, I want some entertainment, and I WANT TO KNOW WHO THE FUCK DUNIT. Argh.
Last night while we were laying in bed talking, Spanky decided he was in the mood for some Mama love. Miz Poo was already snuggled under the sheets by my ankles, so he carefully walked around the lump that was she, and climbed onto me. I was laying on my side, and after doing some looking around, Spanky decided that he would be most comfortable with his ass as close to my face as possible, and the rest of him stretched out along my side and hip. He finally settled in, and Fred and I kept talking. For the record, the half hour we spend in bed talking every night before he toddles off to his own room is probably my favorite part of the day. It was almost bedtime, and then suddenly Spanky shifted and started wheezing. “Wha – ?” I began, and then I realized that he wasn’t wheezing. He was barfing. “Did he just BARF ON ME?!” I bellowed, and he jumped off of me and ran out the bedroom door. Fred turned the light on and we saw that, indeed, Spanky had barfed up a big ball of cat food and cat hair for a good 4 inches along the comforter covering my legs. He’s just lucky he didn’t barf on my bare skin, that’s all I have to say.
Fred and Miz Poo have this funny game they play. Fred will wave his arms out to his sides and making a hissing kind of sound. Miz Poo, if she’s feeling playful, immediately runs into the library and lays down on the big platic Target bag we keep in there most of the time.
She keeps a wary eye on the library door, waiting for Fred to appear. When he does, he waves his arms around and makes the noise again…
..and she goes as flat as a Portly Poo can. If Fred makes the noise again, she gets riled up. Sometimes…
…she goes to the other side of the bag and goes flat again, as if we can’t see her big butt sticking up. If Fred makes the noise again, she might…
…dig at the bag, trying to get under it and away from Fred. Eventually, Fred goes over to her and pats her, then encourages her to get inside the bag – which she loves to do – and then swings her around. You’d think a cat would hate being swung through the air in a plastic Target bag, but you’d be wrong. She loves it. (Unfortunately, I didn’t get any pictures of that part of the game) It’s much cuter in action, so I’ll try to get a little movie of it next time.
1. What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to do, but never have? I’d love to sky-dive or bungee jump. Maybe someday. 2. When someone asks your opinion about a new haircut/outfit/etc, are you always honest? It depends on whether it can be changed. If it’s a new haircut that nothing can be done about, I’d lie my ass off. If it’s a new outfit they’re planning to wear somewhere important, I’d probably give my honest opinion – pointing out that it’s just my opinion, and I’ve never been the most stylish gal in existence. 3. Have you ever found out something about a friend and then wished you hadn’t? What happened? Nothing comes to mind. 4. If you could live in any fictional world (from a book/movie/game/etc.) which would it be and why? Probably the world James Bond inhabits, wherein you can do all kinds of crazy shit and be okay at the end. 5. What’s one talent/skill you don’t have but always wanted? The ability to sing well. I mean, I can sing, but the paint peels off the walls when I do, so I try to avoid it in public.
Is he a good boy? Why, yes. Yes he is.
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29 thoughts on “2003-06-13”

  3. Heh – that’ll be our secret, Noreen. We’ve been doing it, too, switching back and forth between past and present tense when talking about him. 🙂

  4. Damn. Hoping for a Fancypants reunion. I guess he’s keeping you on your toes…
    However, I got my tub-o-licious addiction satiated for a bit. A BIT, Robyn. And no longer. Keep the kittyporn coming!!

  5. Oh, the Tubby video is just so great. Plus, it had the added benefit of freaking my officemate out. “WHERE is that damn CAT? And what’s it so *pissed* about?” she said, actually getting up and looking around. (We do have office cats, so it’s not entirely ridiculous – just funny.) I played it three times before she realized it was coming from my computer. Hee!

  6. has the hair all grown back on miz poo’s belly? cause toby STILL has a big bald spot on his butt. lol

  7. I really figured with today being friday the 13th and fancy being a black cat and all that he would pick today as his day to come back. there is still time yet!I once had a cat that ran off for two months and then one day just showed back up, so i am sure fancy will make it back

  8. i’m very sorry about fancypants. we have our own version of fancypants at our house, only we call him petey. i hope fancy comes home real soon. i loved the tubby video, but my cats had zero reaction! well, not zero. they both looked up, sighed and promptly went back to sleep.

  10. I’ve been reading your posts for a while with much enjoyment. Sorry about your kitty. I have two of my own. Our cats have gone off before, we call it “going on walkabout” (I think its from Crocodile Dundee) and they come back when satisfied with their adventures. I loved your Tubby film! My Siamese has a bitch cry like his, those brief meows. Unmistakable complaint cries!

  11. hi robyn happened to stumble accross your web from one of a blog template. i love your cats!! and i like the fact that you adopt them from shelters. i have 2 of my own and one is given by a friend and another i found in a rubbish bin behind my house. i hope mr. fancypants comes back. please tell us if he comes back ya 🙂

  12. I’m so sorry about Fancypants! I hope he comes home soon. By any chance is there a school in your neighborhood that Mr. Fancy may have wandered to? I once had my MetroCat taken by a child who went to the elementary down the street from us. We got him back after putting posters around the school. (Although, when I went to college, the same child ended up with my kitty anyway. She liked him, and he liked her, and Metro never liked to travel.)
    Hoping for the best!

  13. I keep checking back hoping to get news about the Fancy One. I’m hoping for the best and have certainly seen them come back home long after all hope was gone!
    The Tubster is so darling and that meow truly IS bitchy!
    Hang in there, and let us all know about Fancypants!
    ~Tanya

  15. I’m completely worked up about Fancypants and I hope he comes home soon. The video today was hilarious, he really *does* meow bitchily!!! I love the cat movies.

  17. Sundry – you just say “That’s Tubby. He doesn’t need a reason to be pissed off.” Heh.
    Stub – most of it has grown back, but the fur on her belly is still much sparser than the fur on the rest of her.
    Becka – there is a school about a mile or so from here. I’ll put up some flyers around there, but I think it’s a long shot, since school has been out for a few weeks now. You never know, though!
    Why do I suddenly have a vision of Fancypants laying on a pile of plush pillows, being handfed shrimp? 🙂

  18. Was sure hoping there would be good news today about Fancypants. Still sending good vibes so everything works out good

  20. I work at an animal shelter, and I know someone who lost a cat that climbed into an open delivery truck. The guy eventually found his cat in another city. Is there anyway Fancypants could have climbed into that moving van that you mentioned earlier this week? It wouldn’t hurt to put some posters around their business.

  21. Cindy – I actually already talked to the guy who moved, because we thought it was possible Fancypants had gotten into his house (he moved two doors down, by the way). No Fancypants anywhere in his house, and he said the moving guys double-checked the truck before closing it up, because they always do. Apparently they’ve had that problem before. 🙂

  22. I feel so bad that Fancypants isn’t back yet. You’d think – being a guy – his tummy would have diverted his mind-set back home eh? Like – OK ’nuff of this chick thingy, gotta go see the Momma – she serves good stuff for supper! (You know what I mean?)
    I thought Rusty would too! But no God dammit! Turns out the cat that my neighbor saw wasn’t Rusty at all all but a look-a-like! Got my hopes up tonight when my neighbor called and said, “OK I’ve seen him, he’s right next door to me – come on over!” No luck – totally different cat. So now I’m blubbering all over again. Sheesh.
    All I want to know is that he is OK and not hurting someplace as I am sure you do too about Fancypants. I know that Rusty loves his Momma and that he also loves his tummy too. So if he ain’t here, then someone has picked his little ass up and taken him home – or he has met a nasty fate. I would love to think the former true. I pray it it is.

  23. 1. You’re coping so well with this Fancypants thing. Kudos for being so strong.
    2. My cat, Tibbs, barfed all over my damn pillow and sheets yesterday morning. This is the second time in a week that he’s done it. Either he’s really keen for me to change the sheets on a regular basis, or he’s a little shithead. I know where my money is.

  24. Hey – I’m sending good vibes your way regarding Fancypants.
    Also, with the Miz Poo & plastic bags thing, we do that with our cat Memphis. She loves plastic bags, and if one is on the ground she’ll climb into it. Sometimes we pick her up and swing her around in it, she doesn’t seem to mind at all. It’s cute seeing her little claws poke out of the bag 🙂

  29. My cat Picasso, who sleeps on the monitor, is still freaking out about the tubby video. Heh. I hope fancypants comes home soon. I lost a cat in June a very long time ago and I still miss him.

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