Thursday, May 22, 2008

If You're Not a Cat Lover, Skip This Post

Sunday morning we were cleaning the house. It was just a convenient time for us, when we all happened to be here at the same time and I firmly believe in sharing the chore equally when we're all doing the same "other" things (like work and school), so we were really into it. Ted had gotten up early, as he's a morning person (even though he wasn't always!). Around 9:00 or so, he came back into the bedroom where I was working and said he was going to take a break and make himself some breakfast.

Okay, fine, make yourself something to eat. I'm cleaning in here and I'm not stopping right now.

He went back into the kitchen and I heard some cupboards open and close, and I heard him get some things out of the refrigerator. A couple of minutes later, he came back into the bedroom, although at this point neither one of us can remember why. We just recall that he was in the bedroom for only a minute or possibly less.

Within half a second of leaving the bedroom to head back to the kitchen, I heard, "No Marina! G** D**** IT MARINA! NOOOOOOOOO!"

I knew better than to run out and look to see what happened. I also knew better than to simply ask what happened. Then I heard more.

"Why did you DO that???? D*** it Marina! No treats for you today!"

I waited another minute, then asked what she did.

Another minute or so later Ted came back into the bedroom.

"I was going to make scrambled eggs, so I had cracked them into a plastic cup so I could mix them up. Just as I was walking out to the kitchen I saw her up on the counter with her paw gently pushing the cup toward the edge, half an inch at a time.

"She didn't even look at me when I yelled, and when I was less than 2 feet away....(can you see where this is going?)

"...she knocked the cup over and the eggs ran all over the edge of the trash compactor and the floor."

I laughed. And laughed. And laughed.

Then I said, "And do you really think it was a good idea to leave those eggs in a cup on the counter without a unattended?"

"Uh, probably not."

I'm still laughing.


HereWeGoAJen said...

I am laughing too! Very funny! Our worst one was when I was growing up and my mom had set the crystal glassware on towels to dry on the countertop. The cat tried to jump on the counter, grabbed the edge of the towel and then fled the room as wine glasses shattered around her.

Dr. Grumbles said...

I can totally see Penelope doing that.

She has snatched sooo many burgers and bacon pieces from out kitchen counter!

Paulie said...

Oh well . . . just don't understand why he left the eggs and didn't cook them since he was hungry.

Melissa M. McKenzie said...

That's a good one! My cats do the same kind of things. Spot, my little boy, has recently discovered that he can open all the cupboard doors and walk through the cupboards. It's weird walking out in the kitchen and seeing 4 or 5 doors just randomly ajar. :D