Cat Lovers Beware

While scrolling thru Facebook I came across a piece titled “How to Wash a Cat.” I read it and liked it. In fact I laughed out loud when I did. Lovely’s grandson now lives with us, and part of the deal was to allow his cat to come with him. When I read this piece I immediately copied it for him. I thought he might like it too. Here are a few of the reactions to the piece:

“My cat is clean it never needs to be washed”

“How cruel.”

“Is this a joke?”

I was wrong. This incident has taught me that cat owners take their cats very seriously. I showed the piece to Lovely and got a similar reaction. In both cases they took the post literally, and found no humor in it.

I like the cat whose name is Katusha. Her breed has distinctive yellow eyes with vertically elliptic pupils and jet black fur. Her tail has a distinctive curve when she walks about. Even though I like her I also appreciate a good joke. Here is what I am talking about, maybe you can help me understand the matter.

New Cartoonist Joins GJP

Budding young artist Cub Scout Ben has joined the staff at Grumpa Joe’s Place as a contributing artist. CS Ben has natural talent and wit that comes from living on a farm in Michigan. Ben regularly shovels horse manure as he helps his mom clean stalls  No doubt he will want to join the Wabbit Wars series as an embedded reporter chronicling the escapades of the terror network of Wabbits, cats, and squirrels infiltrating Grumpa Joe’s Monet Vision.

Cat Eyes Fish and Salivates

Another Player in the Wabbit War

The Wabbit War took a new turn this week. Grumpa Joe has a strange and exotic new adversary. Events took place at the bird feeders that are disconcerting. The beautiful birds are leaving. No amount of food put out by the Alliance will keep them coming into the yard.

Surveillance of the front feeder resulted in the sighting of the new enemy, Sheik Nay Boars Khat. Not a hawk, or squirrel, or a wabbit, the Sheik uses stealth to capture and kill unsuspecting gold finches. The adversary was last seen leaving the yard with captured prey between his jaws.

The history of this type of creature reveals that he is a hunter predator. Larger members of his species are known to capture wabbits.  That makes him an ally of Grumpa Joe, except for the bird thing. Grumpa Joe loves his birds, and so far, the new predator has only taken birds, not wabbits. That makes him a new enemy.

Grumpa Joe had an out loud discussion with himself on how to discourage the Sheik from stalking birds. It only resulted in sympathy for the enemy from Grandma Peggy. Even though she is in Alliance with the wabbits, she does not want to see the new enemy harmed.  Her attitude will change once the Sheik takes out a wabbit.

Meanwhile, as the focus in the garden shifted to dealing with Sheik Nay Boars Khat, Osama Bin Wabbit snuck under the barrier and took out a Sedum Autumn Joy which was about to bloom. He chewed off the buds, and left the stems for dead.

Nice Kitty

     CATS! People either hate ’em or love ’em. They are probably the most mis-understood animal on earth. I happen to be a middle of the roader cat person. I love to kid Peggy about what I would do to her cats if she were not looking, but in reality, I wouldn’t hurt a single allergy inciting strand of  fur on their bodies. They are the most popular pet in the country.

     Just for fun, I Googled “cat phrases,” I was shocked. There is a cat phrase for every thing in the book.  Phrases are listed under the following categories: lolcat, funny cat, cat chat, cat quotes, cat sayings, cat idioms, cat poem, and cat proverbs.  I finally found the one I wanted which is “fat cat,”  under idioms. President Obama used that phrase to refer to certain Bankers who he forced to take TARP money. It seems the President is upset with the amount of money these bankers awarded themselves in bonuses.

     There is one bank, however, located in Chicago, that has the President’s favor. Why? It seems the CEO is a big Obama fund raiser. It was my belief that this kind of behaviour would be revised under the guise of “change, and hopium.” Some things never change.