caltitude

October 15, 2007

caltitude2.jpg

Remember Rich Hall from “Not Necessarily the News” and”Saturday Night Live” back in the 80’s? He’s the guy who came up with Sniglets:

Sniglet (snig’ lit) n.
Any word that doesn’t appear in the dictionary, but should.

Sniglets came to mind today, as I was scritching Spooky’s backside and he achieved the highest elevator butt I’ve seen in a long time. So of course, that brought to mind:

Caltitude (kal’tih tood) n.
The height to which a cat’s rear end can rise to meet the hand stroking it.

I believe Spooky reached about 4 or 5 inches of caltitude today, maybe 6. I’ll have to get out a tape measurer next time. That must be a record.

guilt trip

September 25, 2007

kitty-guilt-trip2.jpg

Tom and I got home from what could never be described as a low-impact Monday. I wasn’t in the best of moods, but I knew a triple furball greeting was awaiting me, and it made me smile. As we walked through the door, Spooky, our Maine Coon was the first to greet us with his high pitch “meep, meeeeeeeeeeep!” He twirled a few times on the tile floor scampered spastically into the bedroom and started clawing at the rug like a maniac. Not sure what that means exactly, but I got the idea he was happy to see us. This was Joey’s cue to waddle over to me, head butt my leg a few times, “meeeeyattt” 3 times, then waddle, more quickly this time, into the kitchen. They all know what time it is. It’s time for wet food, or schmear, as we call it. Even Iggy, our painfully shy little calico girl, condescends to join us in the kitchen.

It was after they had all gathered that I realized, not without a few choice expletives, that Read the rest of this entry »

smelling the truth

September 24, 2007

Any time we introduce something new into our house, be it grocery bags, purse, shoes, mail, lint, the immediate response of all three of our kitties is to nonchalantly saunter over, and give it a thorough sniffing. With an ability to smell fourteen times what we humans can, kitties depend on this impressive sense for most of their information gathering. They can tell if you grabbed a quick bite on your way home, if you stopped to pet that infidel dog next door, or if you have any treats in your pocket. These are important questions that need answering. Their little wet noses can do the job.

Imagine if we humans had a cat’s sense of smell. Upon meeting someone for the first time, we could Read the rest of this entry »