Jeeves generally comes if I call out "Kitty!" in a manner reminiscent of a "soooeeeeeEEE!" hog call. He also comes running if he hears sheets being unfurled over the bed. Make The Bed is his favorite game, ever. I have made him into the bed several times, and he thinks this is great fun.

On a couple of occasions I've yanked the blankets off the bed without checking and sent him flying.

Yeah, I'm not Catholic.

But, but....yeah. I got nothing. For some reason, when you mentioned getting smudged with ashes, it was imprinted on my feeble brain that you were Catholic.

Thanks, Gus! I was just going to edit in that link.

He also comes running if he hears sheets being unfurled over the bed. Make The Bed is his favorite game, ever. I have made him into the bed several times, and he thinks this is great fun.

Hee. My dog used to do that - leap up onto the bed while I shook the sheet out overtop and lie very, very still until I flipped the sheet back up and she'd come leaping out looking very pleased with herself. Funny as hell.

For some reason, when you mentioned getting smudged with ashes, it was imprinted on my feeble brain that you were Catholic.

The Episcopalians do it, too. I went to St. John's the other year, and liked it a lot.

Methodists do the ashes too.

I've never heard of fiddleheads and am now curious. I'm familiar with and have done the pancake thing on Shrove Tuesday. My cat called in respose to her name, to people meowing, or when she heard the can opener. And you'd get a look when she got there and it was just a can of beans or something. She also played fetch. Awesome cat. Can't wait for those hypo-allergenic ones to hit the market.

Am curious to know how whale sounds differ when you hear them under water from what I've only ever heard, which is the sono-whatever recordings.

The Episcopalians do it, too.

Methodists do the ashes too.

Intellectually, I know this. My first reaction, though? Assume everyone is like ME, because the world spins off its axis when I'm not at the center. All your religion belong to us.

So I just watched the Pats parade from 16 floors up. Our offices are right near the end point of the parade (and I'm wondering if they just have limos or buses stashed over by the Fleet center to get them out again), but decided not to go down and see close-up. Too much like a Marathon Monday out there - I don't dig big crowds much these days.

My first reaction, though? Assume everyone is like ME, because the world spins off its axis when I'm not at the center.

Well, sure.

I know. Bad enough that people smoke. Now they want to rub their ashes all over your face?

Give me a nice fluffy bathrobe with Gud's face on the back.