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Warfare at My House

It was warfare at my house last night.

What happened was I made dinner. And a good one it was. 2 Bean n Beef burritos with chili, melted cheese, chopped onion and salsa. A feast to be sure.

So there I was settled in on the floor watching educational TV (no not the playboy channel) and eating my repast when there was a knock on the door.

It was the nice red headed neighbor lady (you remember her) and she wanted to say hi before she left for work. When she left I turned around and saw dammit da cat trying to clean the melted cheese off his whiskers.

It seems he had invoked the “if your dumb ass is going to leave it on the floor-its mine rule “He had polished off about half a burrito-chili cheese, onions, salsa and all. I didn’t even bother to yell- he was right after all.

Well as I did dishes he went and laid (I swear to God) flat on his back and passed out. When I tried to move him so I could lie down he growled, flipped a paw at me and refused to move. I had to pick him up and move him. Now remember dammit weighs over 20 pounds-when he doesn’t want to move that’s like trying to reposition 20# of black furry pissed off Jell-O. Or maybe like moving Cindy from a 2 for 1 sale at Red’s Crab Shack & Trailer Trash lingerie Shoppe. Also known as “Spandex be Usen”

But any way I digress.

Once both dammit and I were both laid to rest for the evening (so to speak) and watching that cinema classic “Larry the Cable Guy-Health Inspector”. I wanted to watch “Red October” but it was his turn to pick the movie. I guess I can’t complain. Last week it was a bootleg tape of “Cats gone Wild” the director’s cut.

Then the war began.

There was dammit laying on the back of the couch sound asleep when the odor of re-fried beans and chili’s strolled its way to my nose. I swear I could hear cat chuckles.

Not to be outdone I waited and was able to let loose a SBT (silent but deadly). Like a heat seeking missile it found its target. He shook his head in pain and moved to the body pillow on the floor.

As he turned in circles to make his bed-he stopped, his butt pointed in my direction and struck again.

Now it was on. I got up and ate a dill pickle, there were not going to be any prisoners. At one point he crawled under the quilt and in a terrorist action struck from there.

Bugles blared-shots were fired. I was afraid to light a cigarette or we both might blow up.

At some point in time much weakened we both gave up. The air conditioner was turned on and the air was cleared. He went to the bed room and I stayed on the couch.

The moral of this story is—hell there is no moral. Just don’t let your cat  eat beef and bean burritos before bed.

He was still cat chuckling this morning.

posted on Oct 8, 2008 4:11 PM ()

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comment by strider333 on Oct 16, 2008 3:49 PM ()
OMGoodness Grump, that was the best laugh I've had in a week!
comment by teacherwoman on Oct 16, 2008 6:55 AM ()
Mexican food is the greatest but it has reprecussions!
comment by elderjane on Oct 11, 2008 7:50 AM ()
they say "War is Hell"... so is payback my friend, but must be served cold. That's what the mafia folks tell me.
As ever, I am your waiting for the chance to get you,
Cindy
comment by cindy on Oct 10, 2008 6:36 AM ()
ah, Grump...that was sooo funny. As the victim of animal flatulence in the past, I can relate(also to animals stealing unguarded food). Hey, sometimes all you can do is fight fire with fire.

reguards
yer you should've bottled all that gas and used it to heat the house this winter pal
bugg
comment by honeybugg on Oct 9, 2008 3:09 PM ()
You askin' for trouble boy with that crack about Cindy! Talk about a war...
comment by catdancer on Oct 9, 2008 2:01 PM ()
Grump, you had me laughing out loud with this one!! Someday, I'll have to post the story about the day one of our girls fed our dog milk. He was firing off missiles that could have lit up Ft. Knox. Meanwhile, we're all blaming one another for the noxious odor.
comment by redimpala on Oct 9, 2008 1:47 PM ()
Very funny story. 'Don't squeeze the cat!' we used to tell each other during the incumbancy of the long-departed Spydie the Malodorous Tabby.
comment by troutbend on Oct 9, 2008 11:50 AM ()
One time one of mu "dumb" neighbors put their roast out on the patio to thaw ---well, we didn't have fences in the neighborhood, so my dog Sam had quite a good meal. She told me about it much later. I have little dogs and no cat, just for the reason they can juimp up on anything and dine. So my little ones juast get crumbs from the floor. Great tale!!!!!!!+
comment by nenah on Oct 9, 2008 9:50 AM ()
This is for real???
comment by hopefields on Oct 9, 2008 3:11 AM ()
OK, OK, OK...I give up! I laughed so hard tears squirted from my eyes. I snorted (qutie un-lady like) and hooted! My imagination went wild and I could picture the whole sordid scene. Thanks for a much needed old fashioned 'belly laugh'!
comment by mzscarlett on Oct 8, 2008 7:44 PM ()
Wow! Don't think I've ever read anything you've written about that much!
comment by november on Oct 8, 2008 6:43 PM ()
there is nothing worse than a cat or dog's fart! I hope you both took some rolaids to settle your tummies.
comment by elkhound on Oct 8, 2008 6:33 PM ()
You there have quite an imganiation.
A good cat and mouse story.
comment by fredo on Oct 8, 2008 4:32 PM ()

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