My Gracie has employed this technique at the bathroom door some mornings to voice her displeasure at me putting my full bladder ahead of her obviously empty tummy.
I hope the Woman knows Elvis well enough to (literally) not fall for that trick. And that she sweeten her apologies by sprinkling a bit of minced deli ham over their breakfast bowls. It might earn her just enough forgiveness to spare herself a few well-placed revenge hairballs later.
Blackjack waits for the catsitter in the hallway Diane comes in through the garage to the laundry room to the hallway. Blackjack there twice a day. He must hear the garage door opening. Moose sits patiently wherever he is and waits. She sends me pictures twice a day to show me what they were up to the night before.
Our rabbit would dash in front of me and I would always shout, “ No tripping Mama!”Our son’s rabbit would do the same, but time it to make contact. My son called it “insurance fraud,” because the rabbit would get some treat for the supposed injury
Iggy: So, Your Majesty, we would like to accompany the crew of the Red Planet Spider on their voyage to Britannia. The Royal Procurers wish to go, as well as Adobe Style, and Sophititi.
Queen Catshepsut the Golden Since you need someone proficient in metalworking, I would suggest also taking Iron Glove.
Iron Glove: I’m your chipmunk.
Thomios: Since we will be learning about how to make Double Down cheese, I would like to have Sue Chef go along as well.
Queen Cat: Very well. For a gift to King Arturos and Queen we will bring gold and cheese. Elvis, do you have any scrolls we could send as well? After, they are the real treasure.
Elvis-Anum: Yes, Your Majesty. I am proud to tell you my scribe apprentices have done a most satisfactory job on reintroducing many classic scrolls of humour and hints. They are very nearly ready to be elevated to full-fledged scribes.
Queen Cat: Wonderful! There will be a lovely banquet in the near future.
Smudge likes to guide me to the bathroom. I keep telling him to please get out of the way, and he looks at me like I have lost my mind. Imp follows me in and wants to sit on my lap while I am doing what needs to be done.
OT: Georgia posted: “She is very tiny, (and likely always will be!) Clocking in around six pounds, Ora Zella has grown into a beautiful young lady cat in real life. Fabulous, dignified, fearless and just a little crazy in the right moments, like all great women. This weekend a bee got into the house. Before I could stop her, she stunned them with an uppercut. I was able to get a cup over the bee and usher it safely outside. Only six pounds, but she pulls the weight of five cats. I’m so grateful to live with this tiny force of nature, Ora Zella is a delight!”
Most of our cats learn fairly quickly NOT to do this. Even Skeezix seems to be starting to get the idea that it is a moving experience. When my moving ankle or shin encounters a cat, the cat gets moved, fairly gently but definitely. I simply scoop them up in the crook of my ankle. What I do have a problem with is not stepping on them when they are trying their best to get out of the way. I hate stepping on their paws, even when it’s mostly their fault. That’s when I’m likely to lose my balance, trying not to hurt them. (I had a bus run over my toes, once, so I have a lot of sympathy for them.)
uncle snipe 7 months ago
My Gracie has employed this technique at the bathroom door some mornings to voice her displeasure at me putting my full bladder ahead of her obviously empty tummy.
Ricky Bennett 7 months ago
If the Woman trips over Elvis, she’ll be saying, “That’s wall, folks”…
marilynnbyerly 7 months ago
I must hang out with a better class of cat. None have ever tried to do that to me.
Sue Ellen 7 months ago
If that door opens inward, Elvis is going to have some sense knocked into him…or out of him.
face.less_b 7 months ago
If it is a typical residential entrance door, it swings inward. Sweeping you, Elvis, into the wall.
Robin Harwood 7 months ago
If Elvis has calculated correctly, The Woman is doomed.
JLChi 7 months ago
Hoping she drops the cat food on the floor as she goes flying?
WelshRat Premium Member 7 months ago
Cats can go from angry to loving at the speed of thought. And vice versa.
ChristineFoxdale 7 months ago
I keep telling mine “If mom falls down, NOBODY’S getting fed for days”.
Kitty Queen 7 months ago
My Sebastian always runs just in front of me and then he slams on the brakes with no warning.
dmah Premium Member 7 months ago
I hope the Woman knows Elvis well enough to (literally) not fall for that trick. And that she sweeten her apologies by sprinkling a bit of minced deli ham over their breakfast bowls. It might earn her just enough forgiveness to spare herself a few well-placed revenge hairballs later.
Maizing 7 months ago
My Sunny is always underfoot at the worst times.
ikini Premium Member 7 months ago
I don’t think I’m going to squee at Elvis’s toe beans. The claws may not be out, but they still look like they might suddenly become dangerous.
FreyjaRN Premium Member 7 months ago
Just like Monroe. His nickname is Mr. Underfoot.
Jacob Mattingly 7 months ago
He’s gonna put her through that wall.
cat19632001 7 months ago
Do NOT mess with a hangry Siamese who definitely is not pleased.
Gent 7 months ago
That’s right cat. Lets her haves it for feeding you that pompously packaged hazardous dry theengs.
crobinson019 7 months ago
Kitties get so vindictive when one misses Cat Feeding Time
rs0204 Premium Member 7 months ago
If we fall because a cat gets under our feet, it’s our fault for only having two feet. Cat logic – 101
H&M 7 months ago
Off-topic :
DorseyBelle 7 months ago
Angry Elvis toebeans!
Katzen1415 7 months ago
It’s unusual for Elvis to be so violent toward the Woman, but he must be hoping that a kibble spill will result.
Ivan the Terrible 7 months ago
Cats have no respect for their humans. I know exactly what you mean. I think cats are naturally autistic.
Queen of America 7 months ago
Blackjack waits for the catsitter in the hallway Diane comes in through the garage to the laundry room to the hallway. Blackjack there twice a day. He must hear the garage door opening. Moose sits patiently wherever he is and waits. She sends me pictures twice a day to show me what they were up to the night before.
luca.debus creator 7 months ago
Oh god, I hope she has a laser pointer to counter this attack.
Ruth Brown 7 months ago
Our rabbit would dash in front of me and I would always shout, “ No tripping Mama!”Our son’s rabbit would do the same, but time it to make contact. My son called it “insurance fraud,” because the rabbit would get some treat for the supposed injury
Kitty Katz 7 months ago
Meanwhile, Back on the Nile
Iggy: So, Your Majesty, we would like to accompany the crew of the Red Planet Spider on their voyage to Britannia. The Royal Procurers wish to go, as well as Adobe Style, and Sophititi.
Queen Catshepsut the Golden Since you need someone proficient in metalworking, I would suggest also taking Iron Glove.
Iron Glove: I’m your chipmunk.
Thomios: Since we will be learning about how to make Double Down cheese, I would like to have Sue Chef go along as well.
Queen Cat: Very well. For a gift to King Arturos and Queen we will bring gold and cheese. Elvis, do you have any scrolls we could send as well? After, they are the real treasure.
Elvis-Anum: Yes, Your Majesty. I am proud to tell you my scribe apprentices have done a most satisfactory job on reintroducing many classic scrolls of humour and hints. They are very nearly ready to be elevated to full-fledged scribes.
Queen Cat: Wonderful! There will be a lovely banquet in the near future.
scaeva Premium Member 7 months ago
Felis obstructicus
bonita.eley 7 months ago
Oh Elvis, Sweetie, – you should be ready to rejoyce at the arrival of cat food
Fennec! at the Disco 7 months ago
And the bag of cat food she’s carrying, Elvis!
Susanna Premium Member 7 months ago
Slightly OT: yesterday’s Pearls Before Swine was good it is about dogs, but applies to cats too.
Daltongang Premium Member 7 months ago
Laying in the doorway early in the morin
He shoulda thought his plan through that’s for sure
He didn’t know the woman wore stiletto heels
The Cat got stabbed and there you are
You got your
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Stinkin’ to high heaven
Take a whiff on me, that ain’t no rose
Open up the windows and hold your nose
You don’t have to look and you don’t have to see
’Cause you can feel it in your olfactory
You got your
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
And it’s stinkin’ to high heaven
Yeah you got your dead cat laying like a log
If he’d only listened to reason and not been a hog
Now he’s laying there all quiet and stiff
That means more kibbles for the rest of us
You got your
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Dead Cat in the middle of the floor
Stinkin’ to high heaven
C’mon stink
You got it
It’s dead, it’s in the middle
Dead Cat in the middle
Dead Cat in the middle of the road
Stinkin’ to high heaven
All over the floor, technicolor man
Oh, you got pollution
It’s dead, it’s in the middle
And it’s stinkin’ to high, high heaven
ladykat 7 months ago
Smudge likes to guide me to the bathroom. I keep telling him to please get out of the way, and he looks at me like I have lost my mind. Imp follows me in and wants to sit on my lap while I am doing what needs to be done.
Kitty Katz 7 months ago
From Rogers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella
Ten minutes ago you left here
I saw you go right out the door
It’s well after eight, now how long must we wait
Must we go hungry for evermore?
Ten minutes ago I saw you
And you told me the terrible news
How long will we last?
It is almost half past!
And soon I will head for your shoes!
It is almost lunch time thirty!
And poor Ora Z is in a swoon!
How could you ever do us so dirty?
And now it is almost afternoon!
On the floor by the door I’m lying
And soon there will be a great din!
You may slip, you may fall
As you trip o’er us all
From the door as you walk in!
Now don’t ever run out of food again!
The Gun Doctor 7 months ago
“Kitty land mines”.
mousefumanchu Premium Member 7 months ago
My Siamese would poop in my shoes when he was mad at me.
GaryCooper 7 months ago
Careful, Elvis. She might just decide not to open those cans for you.
Medtech4 7 months ago
Sounds about right. Tripping their owners is a cat specialty.
Red Bird 7 months ago
I don’t think that is a good idea. The Woman could get seriously hurt.
uncle snipe 7 months ago
OT: The goodness of Chewy
willie_mctell 7 months ago
Human tripping has to be one of Elvis’s most finely developed skills.
mepowell 7 months ago
OT: Georgia posted: “She is very tiny, (and likely always will be!) Clocking in around six pounds, Ora Zella has grown into a beautiful young lady cat in real life. Fabulous, dignified, fearless and just a little crazy in the right moments, like all great women. This weekend a bee got into the house. Before I could stop her, she stunned them with an uppercut. I was able to get a cup over the bee and usher it safely outside. Only six pounds, but she pulls the weight of five cats. I’m so grateful to live with this tiny force of nature, Ora Zella is a delight!”
alcorn 7 months ago
OT: Special Day
scaeva Premium Member 7 months ago
Most of our cats learn fairly quickly NOT to do this. Even Skeezix seems to be starting to get the idea that it is a moving experience. When my moving ankle or shin encounters a cat, the cat gets moved, fairly gently but definitely. I simply scoop them up in the crook of my ankle. What I do have a problem with is not stepping on them when they are trying their best to get out of the way. I hate stepping on their paws, even when it’s mostly their fault. That’s when I’m likely to lose my balance, trying not to hurt them. (I had a bus run over my toes, once, so I have a lot of sympathy for them.)
Granny Roberta 7 months ago
I had no idea Elvis was this vindictive. At least it’s a dignified vindictive!