ARTHUR AND A STRANGE BIRD

CATS ON TUESDAY

When I met my "The News" neighbor on the street, suddenly Arthur showed up from somewhere because he loves to listen when people are chatting in the street.

So he sat besides us and did nothing while my neighbor informed me about the latest news. Nobody was born or died here in the neighborhood, but the widow three houses farer moved together with the widow 6 houses farer and that of course was very interesting.

With a glance at Arthur she said, "I hope the new neighbors like cats". Her phone rang and she ran inside the house. I waited, Arthur had disappeared. My newspaper came back complaining that people hang up too soon. The phone rang again, she started for a sprint, the ringing stopped. Then suddenly somebody whistled loud and made smacking noises. I was a little perplex. Suddenly she exclaimed "the perrot of Suzy" ! and hurried inside the house. Suzy was her granddaughter.

A perrot ! I wondered, and followed her.

In the middle of the living room a big cage was sitting on the table and a beautiful big parrot was inside, balancing himself from one side to the other. In front of the cage sat Arthur and looked surprised at him.

He was used to the phone ringing, but that a bird had whistled at him, he found really strange. He sniffled at the cage. The perrot blew himself up, doubled almost his volume and screemed "go away, go away" and then smacking again he said " pussy, pussy, pussy" smack, smack.

Arthur looked confused. People had already called him pussy but a bird ?? He couldn't understand the world any more. The parrot came closer to Arthur's head and said "God save the King" (we have a King in Belgium) Arthur moved a little back, as to his knowledge he was a cat and not a king. Then he turned carefully around the cage.

The parrot followed also turning and told him "close the door" Arthur didn't want to close a door. Then the parrot said "God dammit, god dammit" and a few other ugly words which I cannot write down here.

Arthur was impressed. He put a paw against the grid, the parrot bent down and almost hit the paw, but Arthur was quicker and withdraw. Now the parrot got really in shape. He dansed and shaked, shouted, whistled and told me to go to hell. I stand there with my "News" besides me and laughed and laughed that my belly hurt. The "News" explained, that she will take care of the parrot for 2 weeks while her granddaughter was on holidays.

Meanwhile Arthur's ears were turned back because of the noise, then he jumped from the table, took a flight through the door and disappeared. Too much is too much !

When I left he asked me "Go to bed ?" barked, and then made noises like a kiss. Then I heard a lot of words or sentences he had registred and suggested me to shut up. That's what I did and left too.

Arthur will probably try to go back there again !

PS. Somebody asked me why I mostly talk about Arthur. The reason is that he is the only one who makes funny things. Lisa not anymore, Kim never did, and Pookie only sometimes while Arthur is a source of inspiration !

KIM AND SPRING

I don't know what happened, maybe because it was Friday 13 and Kim is a black cat, but the weather was so warm (25°C, 77 F in spring ! ) that Kim, who usually behaves like an invisable (cat) goast and never does anything, suddenly woke up and behaved like a "normal" cat !

under Pookie's watchful eyes, she did the same as Arthur, she smelled something very good in the grass.

and then she rolled herself around and around

showed her shaved but now knot free tummy

showed the only spots she has ... yellow eyes

and then walked away satisfied


to give her beloved Pookie a kiss ! (OK I missed the kiss slightly).

If now Lisa and Pookie will also roll themselves in the grass, then I really get suspicious of about what is growing there ! To my knowledge I didn't plant any canabis !

ARTHURS THURSDAY 13

13 Things Arthur has listed today, to proof that cats are better than kids because they:


1. Eat less

2. Don't ask for money all the time

3 Are easier to train (sometimes)

4. Normally come when called

5. Never ask to drive the car

6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends

7. Don't smoke or drink

8. Don't have to buy the latest fashions

9. Don't want to wear your clothes

10. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and...

11. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.

12. They keep you warm and purr

13. They always agee with you

ARTHUR HELPS A NEIGHBOR

The dormitory

Since a few days my cats are all inside because we have such a stormy weather and it rains so that not even Kim goes out longer as she absolutely has to. Therefore the house looks like a dormitory and in each room a cat lays around and naps. I could also include Mr. Gattino, he joined the cats it was too contagious.

And as I have to write a story I remembered one of course with Arthur as the main actor, when he still conducted a very social life.



One morning I looked out of the window and saw Arthur crossing the street direction, my "the latest news" neighbor (the once who knows everything going on in the street) He greeted her by striking around her legs and allowed her generously to pet him. She had a conversation with him, but suddenly Arthur had seen something which draw his attention. The neighbor next door was putting out old furniture on the sideway. That was something for Arthur ! He ran over and immediately jumped on a little table standing there. Neighbor was surprised. Apparently they hadn't met yet. But as Arthur always welcomes newcomers, he jumped off the table and said hello.



I screemed through the window "It's my cat, his name is Arthur". The Neigbour nodded said hello and waved with his hand then returned into the house followed by Arthur of course. He came back with an old TV in his arms, while Arthur turned in and around his legs. The poor man nearly stumbled over the steps and hardly kept his balance. He ordered Arthur to go away. Arthur suffering from bad hearing, didn't listen and walked with the man until he put down the TV. Immediately Arthur jumped on it and sniffed it all around. Then he sat, watching what the neighbor would bring out next. A lamp with a string hanging down. Arthur thought what a kind man he brings me even toys on the sidewalk, jumped down and at the hanging string. The Neighbor stepped back and stumbled against the steps. He asked Arthur again to disappear, but Arthur wanted absolutely to help.



The third time he came out with a plush armchair, an awful thing. It must have been quite heavy as the poor man was completely red in his face. While he put it down, Arthur jumped happily on it and found that this was a real good napping place. The neighbor didn't agree. Finally I pittied him and went over and asked him if Arthur did disturb him. Silly question ! He sighed an said, he really is a cute cat, but could you lock him in until I finish this ? I looked at Arthur who meanwhile had settled down in the armchair and looked happily around. I told the neighbour, yes of course, tried to pick up the struggeling Arthur which was quite difficult and carried him over to our house.


He got really angry, tried to jump off my arms and I quickly put him down and closed the door. He looked at me scandalized went to the front of the closed door and said meauw, just once. Oh I thought, now what should I do ? He probably will sing all songs he knows and in all tone scales. And that's what he did, he just sat there, didn't move and meauwed with all his heart. I had to run to the bathroom and looked for earplugs....


and then he gave it up and went for a nap.

This happened last year, but I think Arthur is getting better. Yesterday my friend who lives next house came over and spent a few hours with us. Arthur was pleased and settled down on her feet. It probably smelled very good, because she is the owner of dog Yanouk. When she left, Arthur came with us to the front door and when she left and said "Arthur, are you coming with me" He did it ! A wonder, after such a long time ! later she called me that he had walked her over til her door and then returned home because Yanouk was so happy to see his friend, that Arthur had to go behind the fence to protect himself of these hearty greetings. Maybe that was the start to get back to his old self.

A CAT LIFE

CATS ON TUESDAY

This week I have to complain about ol' lady Lisa ! I don't know if she has spring feelings although spring is still far away, but she is restless ! At sometimes 3.30 am (!) she lays besides my head and switches her motor on and purrs so loud in my ear that of course I wake up. Then I have to get up immediately because My Lady wishes to eat.

She also moves from day to day to another nap place. Yesterday I found her as a decoration in the kitchen. I admit, she really looked very decorative.

Nobody is allowed to go to the toilet alone ! Not even guests. She just wants to check what we are doing. If you don't open the door she scratches until you open. Otherwise you have to hurry up to save the door.



Once inside and there is nothing special to see besides a human on the thrown, she wants to go outside of course.

It also happens when we have guests. I suddenly hear a cry for help coming from the toilet : "The cat, the cat, can you move the cat "!

Lisa doesn't understand such a behavior and offended walks away tail up ! She also has her proudness.

She also squats again Mr. Gattino's desk and especially the computer.

It's almost so nice to climb in there then outside on natural stuff. Especially when it is cold and rainy.

She files the papers and she does it so well that nobody can find them anymore. It doesn't bother me when the papers are unpayed invoices. I can always say and with good conscience that they are lost.

When Lisa finally has finished to terrorize the whole household and chased around poor Pookie, she is happy about all her daily achievements and takes her well earned nap in the regular cat basket (for once, doesn't happen very often)

Meanwhile Arthur has found another occupation. He still doesn't go out and we are now proud owners of an inside cat.

But he doesn't want that others come in or go out either. Especially the neighbor cats who do it from time to time. Arthur too always ate from other dishes, because it tastes much better then stupid home food.

But now he really gets angry if he sees a face in the cat door which doesn't belong to his sisters. They are allowed in, but not out ! He behaves like a jalous muslim brother.

When I comfortably sit on my sofa and watch TV where a couple is just kissing, I suddenly hear screems sound through the whole house as if a serial killer is busy with cutting victims into pieces.

I get out of my sofa like a missile, run down the steps to see who is killed in our basement and find Arthur sitting on my car roof and looking at me with very astonished big yellow eyes.

And then because he is a very polite cat, makes a reference to me jumps down the car roof and walks me to the kitchen because these events had made him hungry.

I don't know who wrote this, but I am sure it doesn't fit on my cats !

Little cat, (not so little)

I hear your footsteps pit-pat (pit-pat ? I hear things falling down)

in the hallway the kiss of air, whisper-soft purr; (throwing up, yes and purring like a dove !)

I hear the echos of your purr; (1000 volts I hear)

and see your pouncing shadow everywhere.... (it's not a shadow it's the cat herself !)

I HAVE A NEW CAT

CATS ON TUESDAY

I have a new cat ! He looks like Arthur, meows like Arthur, eats like Arthur, plays like Arthur, in short it's Arthur ! But there is a big difference. He, the prowler, the charmeur, the neighbors bed squatter, the assistant of all street workers, postmen, policement or whoever was in our street, he became a sofa potato, or more a bed potato ! He, who always was a little embarrassed when you kissed his head, or just allowed you to pet him, is now a very affectionated cat, always sitting on my feet, sleeping besides me in my bed and never stays alone in a room.

He doesn't go out at all, not even in the garden only when I come with him. So he sits at the window door, looks out then looks at me and when I open the door he waits until I am out and then only he would follow. I have to stay there in the cold teeth chattering and wait until he finishes his business and then like a flash he returns inside ! I have a dog now ! The only difference is, that he would still not come when I call and still not sit when I say "sit" and still climbs on the furniture.

During the weekend, Mr. Gattino worked a little in the garden. Slowly, slowly Arthur came out and looked what he was doing. The "old" Arthur showed up ! But it only lasted a few minutes and he returned to me, standing inside.

He checked if I were still there and then came in again.

He felt more sure inside and watched what happened outside.

But after a while he returned to his favourite place and kept company to Pookie.

Pookie too has changed a little. She doesn't hiss and chase him away when he is looking for her company and even allows him to sleep near to her. I think she feels that something is wrong with Arthur.

Now I have to get used to my new cat !

Bevor

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One remark I have to do : I did a little homework and unfortunately I had to see that only Dragonheart/Caylinn, Cucaranas, FelineFrisky, Meo, and Salix tree have our Logo and the blogroll in the sidebar.

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Participants in other games have at least a little button (see below) and blogrolls in their sidebar, how can other members see if you play or not ? The big label is only for the top of the entry ! And this also I have stated last time only very few of you do it.

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