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These stories will bring a smile to your face.
Here are a couple of funny cat stories to brighten your days:
STORY #1. We have been doing EXTENSIVE renovations at our house. At the present
time, 25% of my roof is open to the air because we are adding a
dormer. We've been working on the downstairs rooms as well including the
kitchen. DH is building custom cabinets for the kitchen himself so the
work is SSSLLLLLOOOOWWWLLLLLYYY coming along. We have a kitchen sink, but
are missing some cabinet doors on the bottom cabinets since they are not
yet built.
You guys know that we have 14 baby kitties that are now free to
roam about the cabin. Well, they decided to roam about the cabinet under
the sink. One of those little cuties got its head stuck in a opening for
plumbing. A little 1 and 1/4 opening for a pipe hole. Did you know that
is exactly the size of a kitty head on its way into the hole but
apparently the ears don't retract on the way out?
DH and his worker buds
hear meowing. Trace it to the source and there is a little kitty head
poking through the hole like a whack a mole. So picture 5 carpenters, a
plumber and an electrician and a landscaper all looking at the kitty. 1600
pounds of twisted steel and sex appeal as they recounted to me. They try
greasing up the kitty, wetting the little head, etc. The kitty weighs
about 2 pounds. Head won't budge. They get out the sawzall and cut the
bottom of the cabinet out and lift the bottom of the cabinet and the kitty
out of the cabinet. Head still stuck! The entire time, the kitty is
enjoying the attention, occasionally meowing, licking their hands, purring
away. They end up cutting the cabinet floor piece to the hole and
releasing the furbaby. Cabinet doors are now all blocked off but this
little feisty critter is following the boys all around.
Story #2: Sitting down last night to catch the news before bed. Although
the house is tarped, a few moths were flittering around. Well, about 10 of
those 14 babies and a couple of the mothers were quite interested in the
moths. They stampede into the living room 90 miles an hour, practice their
climbing lessons up my legs (ouch) and right up on top of my head. The
moth is flittering around my head, fur babies all over my head whapping at
the moth, and my ponytail ... like a swarm of bees. DH and I are laughing so
hard we can't stand it, the moth flies away and all the furbabies stampede
after it.
The things that happen when you don't have a video camera. If I yell
"BABIES", all of them come running to me ... Mothers, babies, and the dad.
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