Pickles by Brian Crane for July 22, 2023

Opal i don’t think, Muffin much cared for you’re comment. You should say your sorry.

Many of our cats have tried to train us to be better mousers by bringing live mice into the house where they first meow loudly to get our attention, then release them for us to practice on.

The funny thing is that it worked: We’ve gotten much more adept at trapping them under the wastebasket, and we now own a piece of plastic laminate that can be slid under the wastebasket, trapping the mouse inside.

In 22 years in this house, we’ve never seen evidence of a mouse. However, in our last house, we had a very clever mouse. The kids were blaming each other for missing Christmas chocolates. Then, a few days later, we discovered what had happened. A mouse had chewed a hole in the clothes dryer hose that vents to the outside. He also chewed holes in the plastic boxes holding the chocolates. He apparently dragged the box to the laundry room, and then moved each piece of candy into the dryer hose and out the vent.

Actually before you’re born they do give you the option of being a cat or something else most of us pick something else.

(How can you doubt me?)

You ccan talk to your cat all you want, but they do what they want anyway!

“If cats looked like frogs we would know how mean and cruel they are.” Sir Terry Pratchett

Even when they agree, Opal needs to have the last word…

At least Muffin is a better topic of conversation than the toilet Earl was bringing up all week…

She might’ve been, we don’t know what she did on her days off.

having read about how mother teresa’s havens and hospitals followed her direction that it was holy for her patients to suffer, i hardly think that’s a nice thing to say about muffin.

Mother Teresa wasn’t much of a good person, either.

She wasn’t the hero Catholics think. https://youtu.be/9OZtJUEXykE

She comforted all the rats so who knows…

love Muffin’s expression

If Opal does not apologize, to Muffin, she may find a hairball in her bed.

I have it on good authority that Mother Teresa was indeed a champion mouser.

Had a cat sniffing around the gazebo last night, checking out the rats that live under it. Only problem, the mutts have a good view of the gazebo from the sunroom. I was almost asleep when the barking started. Had to let them out, because they wouldn’t stop. Cat headed north around the side yard. I don’t know how it is getting in, but it did know how to get out.

Catching and killing mice are not an instinct. A cat won’t be a “mouser” if mama kitty didn’t teach it that mice are food and how to kill them.

Calcutta, now Kolkata, has lots of them.

Hey…….. ya never know.

She sure as heck wasn’t a good person, so she might have been an OK cat. I mean, she was a psychopath who enjoyed being near suffering people, so that’s pretty danged close to “cat”, innit?

I think Muffin is more the Bonnie of Bonnie and Clyde. Sit around mostly doing nothing until you have to do that one thing today.

Muffin reminds herself to claw the boogers out of Pearl as she settles down for her indoor nap

With all the tasty canned catfood, who wants a lousy mouse???

Some of these commenters would go nuts reading my Grandmother’s letters …… She could write a 10 page letter (both sides) and never put periods or commas …….. I’d be reading and suddenly realize that she’s on another subject ……. It made for interesting reading …….. :)

Muffin heard that!…

Apparently Charles Schulz gave Snoopy this active fantasy life to deal with the challenges of being a dog and not choosing the family he’s in. Don’t want to even consider if Muffin has one herself.

Not all mousers bring home their kill, especially not to people who make snide remarks. :)

Aspersions! Aspersions, I say!

That look on Muffin’s face; she doesn’t seem too happy with Opal.

Muffin looks very insulted.