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malabarista
Trad climber
San Francisco, Ca
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Topic Author's Original Post - Aug 31, 2009 - 10:44am PT
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Ghost
climber
A long way from where I started
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Aug 31, 2009 - 12:04pm PT
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Yer beers is safe!
I am known to my friends as The Cat Whisperer. The only thing keeping those beers safe from me is that they're Corona and not worth drinking.
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SteveW
Trad climber
The state of confusion
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Aug 31, 2009 - 01:28pm PT
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Why would it protect that beer? or should I say sody pop?
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malabarista
Trad climber
San Francisco, Ca
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 31, 2009 - 02:31pm PT
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It's not so much about the beer... she just likes cardboard boxes. The theory is that she was raised in one and it reminds her of kitten-hood but we don't really know why.
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Jingy
Social climber
Flatland, Ca
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Aug 31, 2009 - 02:46pm PT
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I guess that means no to some of that warm Corona....?
LOL
Pretty funny...
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Brian Hench
Trad climber
Laguna Beach, CA
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Aug 31, 2009 - 02:47pm PT
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I've got a cat named Pasco who likes to go for walks. He'll stay right with you on the sidewalk as you go around the block.
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Scared Silly
Trad climber
UT
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Aug 31, 2009 - 04:00pm PT
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This is what happens after they drink the beer:
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hooblie
climber
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Aug 31, 2009 - 04:05pm PT
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isn't it great when cats get with the program? i had a cat who would come when you called,
load up when you opened the car door and gave him the look,
and follow along on hikes without pulling any stunts like turning back.
the cat would burst on by, ease into a rocking lope, take it down to a purposeful stride,
then politely step out of the trail to let you pass, phasing into mosey and sniff. repeat as indicated
my GF's cocker would scurry out front, ricochet left and right with a dive under every bush to flush br'er rabbit.
so we made a loose jointed troop of misfits until i got discouraged on the open ground
that surrounded our digs but didn't offer good enough hillclimbing.
well the goat could walk about 3/4 speed, had a convenient set of horns, and i had a 30 foot length of bungie.
this gave me a steady tow load to charge into and get all cardio, calves and thighs a burnin' through the sage.
the trouble was the cat would have nothing of it. the dog fell victim to an inferiority complex
and would skulk along in distant trail, occasionally laying down in a stubborn pout.
what made the cat such a loyal commuter was that my job was in the tower at the grand canyon airport.
a perimeter fence kept the coyotes at bay so the mice ran the place during the night shift.
it could be that the sweep of the rotating beacon stacked the odds in his favor, but he was an accomplished mouser anyway.
cat camping involved me sleeping on top of the van.
nights on the ground were punctuated by the regular proffer of indigenous rodent life upon the pillow.
i never mastered the trick of dissuading a generous cat
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Zander
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Aug 31, 2009 - 04:22pm PT
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A vicious cat about to attack!!
Ekat, I don't think this is a cat who would ever go skiing.
Zander
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SteveW
Trad climber
The state of confusion
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Aug 31, 2009 - 10:15pm PT
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Mal
I wuz just givin' you a hard time, I hope I didn't offend, as it wasn't meant that way. My apologies if so.
My cats do the same thing! (only on Sierra Nevada PA). . .
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MisterE
Trad climber
Canoga Bark! CA
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Aug 31, 2009 - 10:39pm PT
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Monday: Snarl arrives at his new post, senses alert:
Tuesday: Settled into his duties, he becomes more relaxed, although outwardly the stern demeanor remains:
Wednesday: Things are getting a little tense - the wet food has run out:
Thursday: relief comes in the form of back-up, and a much-deserved break is in order:
Friday: Back at it - when will this end?
Caturday:
Sunday, the week is finally over!
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mucci
Trad climber
The pitch of Bagalaar above you
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Aug 31, 2009 - 10:57pm PT
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My cat "narduardo" or "Nards" is currently going through "Urban Jungle Cat Training".
2 weeks of ariels, 2 weeks of drug recognition and recovery, and a close contact/weapons final in front of his peers. He already knows that the dumbass with the laser pointer eventually falls asleep, offering him time to strike where it hurts the most, The Jugular!
He will be the ultimate weapon in the hood!
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malabarista
Trad climber
San Francisco, Ca
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 1, 2009 - 01:08am PT
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Second attack kitty relieving the first...
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MisterE
Trad climber
Canoga Bark! CA
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Tami: not me! Maidy collects the "savagely ugly" chairs.
I'll pass the word along! ;)
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