Mancat Monday~Fun For the Holidays

First off we'd like to say a big Welcome to Tama-Chan's new fur family over at The Poupounette. We are so happy to see those sweet faces!

It's that of year when folks get all wild and crazy over the Holidays; planning, shopping, decorating and stressing.



This weekend we tried some good 'ol fun with the PM. Trying to get her to loosen up a bit. I suggest you read carefully, take notes and give it a whirl sometime this week.

Friday~ The PM just had a bath and is reading in bed. Her eyes are gelled, face- vitamin E'd, lips- beeswaxed and hands are nut body buttered. I jump up for a little snuggle. This rarely happens as I normally go to bed with the wee lad. This was part of my switch things up plan. The PM is happy to see me and holds her book in one hand while petting me with the other. As she keeps petting, her hand is getting layered with lovely apricot floof as body butter appears to be quite a fur magnet. I then notice a stupid fly, lazily bumping around in her bedside lamp. I find myself suddenly wanting a snack and quickly spring into action. I jump to get the fly while running my flank and wondrous tail over the face of the PM. She gets full of more fur and then takes her previously furred hand to try and wipe off her now furry face. Quite the fun. Fur flying, PM practically choking. She has to go back downstairs and get all washed up again.

Good times, good times.

Saturday~ The PM is going through her bottom pantry cupboards, making grocery lists. I sneak into one to snoop. A few minutes later she hears the dreaded sound.

Yaach-ugh, Yaach-ugh, Yaach-ugh, SPLAT

She looks in the cupboard and I have had a hairball from the upper shelf into her box of Tupperware on the bottom shelf. Really, you should have seen her face. Filled with wondrous joy.



Sunday~ This one Shade came up with all on her own. I am very impressed. To set the stage, the PM just went to bed and is almost asleep. Shade jumps up and is cold and wants under the covers. No problem, this happens all the time. As an aside, the PM is very, VERY particular about her bedding. She's like the princess and the pea. She can't stand any sort of debris in bed with her. No tiny pieces of sand, no hairs, no lint balls. She feels them when she moves around and it drives her crazy. She was not aware that Shade had just used the litter box and was hiding within her pads, a load of gravel like particles. Shade gets comfy and does a wonderful four leg stretch. As she stretches her paws, she dumps the litter in the PM's bed. She then decides she wants on the other side of the PM and starts to clamber over. The PM sighs as she was almost asleep and moves over a bit to give Shade some room. As she does this, her thigh grazes the litter pile. In truth, it was only a few grains but it feels like coarse sandpaper. The PM has to get up and clean out the sheets. Then she couldn't fall asleep. Such a cute trick, Shade.

"What's that Shade? You say the PM wasn't filled with joy? No? Her face was all tight and red."



She was just stifling a big giggle, I bet.

Let it out, PM. Let. It. Out.