Life in West Virginia: SO, I HAVE HAD MY HANDS FULL . . .(and MR NU-NO'S SAGA CONTINUES)

Monday, October 23, 2006

SO, I HAVE HAD MY HANDS FULL . . .(and MR NU-NO'S SAGA CONTINUES)

So we are finally home. Really this time. I have heat, two cats, 2-3 dogs (it varies) and ladybugs. I worked earlier, had no customers at all and then came home. Charleigh-Anne and I got settled inside, in the warmth and had a pretty nice start to the evening.

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Unfortunately, Mom decided M. Nu-No needed to come to my house as her cat Link is pissed and won't sleep with her. Joey can't keep him upstairs, as previously noted in a post about him escaping from the clutches of his kidnapper!

M. Nu-No does sleep with Mom and evidently, he purrs loudly. So Mr. Nu-No arrives, along with C-A's highchair and other items being moved from Mom's to here. Then, Callie begins stalking M. Nu-No. Just as I see C-A go to the door and fall inbetween the two cats, one of them jumped on her but fortunately, only minor scratches on which we put A&D medicated.

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Charleigh-Anne is so freaking hilarious that it could split your side. OMG. She has her white kitty, which my Grandma and Grandpa Wince gave to her that she tries to "marry" to Elmo, either of the three she has works. . . . I don't know if she is trying to make them play together or what is going through her little head but this has been going on for a while. She doesn't get upset when they don't stick together and just squeals with some sort of glee. I don't know. I don't know what's going through her Pun'kin head.

Later, she has the kitty(toy) stuffed in her little cubby hole inside in the seat of her CornPopper Ride-On toy, as previously posted, while the Ride-On is on its side. Follow so far? K. . .

Well, then she takes Elmo and her plastic teether keys and she does, somehow, make Elmo stick inbetween the seat cover (which can't close all the way since the toy kitty is in there) and handlebars then she gets the CornPopper upright and then motors them around the livingroom.

Too much laughter going on here and inattention to things newsworthy make a single mom a kind of dull blogger, but hey, sometimes other things have to come before blogging.

I don't know the status of any major event in the world for the first time in years. It's a kind of nice break in all the turmoil . . . .

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On a lighter note, Callie is freakin' pissed. Well, okay, its not lighter but the poor thing is royally ticked. She has never really lived in this house with another cat.

She has shared the house with Badger, who already was a year old when she was born here, Bonnie, who after puppyhood had 2 litters of puppies and we kept two of them that she grew to groom, Emmy and Queenie. She tolerates them and cleans their ears when she wants to show her power over them. She literally grabs them and bites them to hold still then licks there ears. She's a freaky cat! What can I say except . . .

Well, she doesn't want to share me at all with M. Nu-No. She has been upstairs most of the evening and M. is sticking close to me so C. doesn't attack him. Poor guy.