Friday, March 23, 2007

Friday Catblog: Cerberus was a cat?

At least Peanut seems to think so. She's convinced that she's in command of our hellgate.

It didn't start out that way. Initially, I'd just left the door propped open while I tried to wedge in a box of stuff from auction. TiGrr dashed out, then stood at the edge of the front step, refusing to go any farther in any direction (especially not indoors on a spring morning). Needless to say, Peanut had to see where Mr. Grr had gone. But Peanut hasn't been outdoors on her own since before she became a family member -- way back in the winter of '01, when she lost the tips of her ears to frostbite.

She's not exactly comfy with that strange world beyond... What's this door doing open?

Peanut inspected the threshold carefully.

Then she studied Mr. Grr's position At the gates of Hell and did not approve.

She checked around the corner (nobody there but the old lady with the camera) Check around corners

She sat down and gave TiGrr her best glower
Tougher than you'd think

And when he didn't respond, she rose to inspect her space (starting with the fancy doorstop)
Doorstop inspection before finally taking sentry duty at the main gate to our little corner of hell
Nobody Passes

She's very protective of her toy mousies, inside. But she'd let a burglar take my television, and probably offer to help him carry it away.

She is, after all, a guard cat.

There are many other cats, as well as dogs, birds, and even the occasional cephalopod to be found via Modulator's weekly Friday Ark (I notice the dogs have been demoted from second place among animals to below birds and other vertebrates. Do I detect a feline paw in this decision?), and please don't forget to stop by the Carnival of the Cats each Sunday eveing -- this week it's to be hosted by Scribblings.

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