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February 21, 2006
No, not that kind.
A strange pitter-patter woke me this morning. I made my way down the hall to the washer/dryer and found all four cats in one place, three standing unusually close to one another and Olive atop washing machine. Then the pitter-patter again. And then the realization:
There was at least one mouse running around in the exhaust tube connecting our dryer to the wall.
Not a good start this morning. Certainly not a good start.
Posted by callalillie at February 21, 2006 11:22 AM | City Life , Red Hook
That photo really irks me.
I thought you were going to say that the cats had all ganged up on Olive and cornered her and that you had prevented some awful hazing.
At least they've found something to bring them all together...
Posted by: beth at February 21, 2006 11:35 AM
I agree- maybe this will make them Brothers In Arms or something.
Posted by: PhC at February 21, 2006 11:37 AM
If that's not the perfect "Who, me?" look I don't know what is...
Posted by: Kathy at February 21, 2006 11:40 AM
are you kidding? you have a cat army! this will be your first and last mouse.
Posted by: ChrisG at February 21, 2006 11:42 AM
Olive watches me eat breakfast and read the paper in the morning (that's Lex's chair). I actually think that she is waiting for Lex to wake up so that she can sit on his lap, which she prefers over mine, which is usually taken by Irving, anyway.
Posted by: corie at February 21, 2006 11:42 AM
Actually, our cat army is more like a cat salon. Only one of them has shown any interest in catching a mouse...and she just played with it-- didn't kill.
Posted by: corie at February 21, 2006 11:43 AM
Posted by: tien at February 21, 2006 12:06 PM
So what did Miss Olive have for breakfast? She looks like she's waiting to give the waiter her order. "Bagel and Lox, heavy on the lox..."
Posted by: Divaah46 at February 21, 2006 12:23 PM
Probably the best photo I've seen from you yet. Honestly.
Posted by: ccs178 (Chris) at February 22, 2006 11:07 AM
Funny how they can just look at you and you know exactly what they are saying.
If I am sitting on the sofa watching TV when it's "my" bedtime, my cat Lewis will sit in the living room doorway and just start at me as if to say "Don't you know what time it is, we go to bed now."
Posted by: Kris at February 22, 2006 7:14 PM