Oh my god I want mac and cheese. THANKS, Burrell.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Emily, she's just Bastet.
You're right. Some things just are. Like how she'll be cozily lying behind me on the couch, looking ridiculously cute, leaning up against my back -- and then suddenly become determined to bite me. We had a five-minute standoff last night as I held the Finger of Not Focusing up in her face. Man, can she glare.
Are other cats stymied by a finger held in front of their nose, or is it just mine?
yay it's a bonus!
Are other cats stymied by a finger held in front of their nose, or is it just mine?
By Stymied, do you mean "think it's the best (chew)toy ever"?
she had my sister and mother trained to the point that she'd get her 5am pre-breakfast, her breakfast, a mid-morning snack, an afternoon nosh, and dinner. Somehow, she lived to be about 16 ... and could still walk (as opposed to rolling).Clearly that cat was a Hobbit!
Y'alls talk of cats has me wanting one. Alas, apartment doesn't allow them.
Mac and cheese is food of the gods, Emily. And I think Isaac would agree.
I have no core muscles. NONE.
I had none until I took a Pilates class. Now I know I have them, they are mushy and I sadly remember when they were in shape long, long ago.
Are other cats stymied by a finger held in front of their nose, or is it just mine?
I wouldn't say my cat is stymied by a finger to the nose, but if you stick a finger out in her direction, she will typically come over and rub it with her nose. I say typically cause, you know, only if she is in the mood.
By Stymied, do you mean "think it's the best (chew)toy ever"?
Hee! No. I stick it in her face when she gets the bitey face, and she can't quite figure out how to get around it to get to the biting. A couple of times she's seemed ready to go for the finger, but mostly she doesn't see it as a biteable object, just an obstacle. And she glares. Oooh, she glares.
My cat is a force of nature that will not be tamed. And she's MEAN. Man, I love that manic-depressive, whiny, intimacy-averse cat o' mine.