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Fat Cat =’s Facts :)

 

As noted in previous blog posts I have two cats. One of which is named Buddy. We got him 8 years ago from one of hubby’s old acquaintances. He’s been a terror and blessing all in one. When he was little he was a HOLY TERROR and made me swear that I would never get another cat again. As he as aged he has become a gentle sweetheart. So here is some info for you to know about Buddy:

1. He has several nicknames. Budsters McFee, FattyCatty, fattyboy, Sissyboy, Buddy Love, and Shithead (pronounced Shi-Thead). Hubby won’t let me call him Shithead anymore 😦 I say it with love though 🙂

2. He currently weighs more than my 15 month old. Yeah…… Apparently he takes after me in that area of life.

3. His original name was supposed to be “Panthero.” However, hubby didn’t want him thinking that he was “always in trouble” because of the ‘ro part on the end. Little did he know that despite the name change the little shit would always be in trouble anyways.

4. When he was little he was AWFUL. He would attack me out of no where for no reason. He would tear up everything he could get his claws into. He would get on top of dressers, counters, etc. and knock things off. He would strew his kitty litter all over the place. Now, he is the most sweetest, patient, and loving cat in the world. He lets Stinkerbell crawl all over him, pull on his ears and tail, and he purrs through all of it. When she was just home from the hospital he used to sit at the bottom of her swing “protecting” her. Also, when my hubby is gone he “guards” whatever room I am in.

5. I have two favorite Buddy moments. Once when he was a kitten, hubby and I were in bed for the night dead asleep to the world. Hubby had gone to the store earlier and purchased some bathroom items. He put the items in the store bag on the bathroom counter. At approximately O’dead middle of the night clock we hear this crash and wake up to see a little Buddy darting around the house trying to get away from this grocery bag that appears to be chasing him. Somehow he had got his head through the handle. To this day he is scared of plastic bags. The second memory occurred during his first Christmas. My mother-in-law was down visiting for a week just before the holiday. At the time hubby and I lived in this small one-bedroom efficiency apartment. My mother-in-law was asleep in the bedroom where we had set up the Christmas tree. Once again we hear a crash and then a scream from my mother-in-law. Buddy had decided that he didn’t want her sleeping in HIS bed, so he knocked the tree over onto my sleeping Mother-in-law. Good thing she has a great sense of humor because she was able to laugh about it.

Five Facts about Cats:

1. A cats heart beats twice as fast as a human heart.

2. Cats do not have taste buds for sweet.

3. The domesticated cat of our present time is descended from wild cats from Africa and Europe. Domestication of these cats of the wild began over 4,000 years ago.

4. Cats require 5 times more protein in their diet than dogs.

5. Do you know if your cat is right paw or left paw oriented?Research shows that 40% of cats are ambidextrous.

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Who’s been following me around?

 

 

 

Dallas police seek pudgy naked backyard dancer

DALLAS – Dallas police are looking for a man who they said repeatedly sneaks into backyards, dances around naked and then runs away. Police believe the man has been exposing himself in the same neighborhood since 2005. The most recent incident was on Sept. 30.

Police said he usually climbs a fence or goes through a gate and either dances naked or jumps in a swimming pool naked. Police said he also has danced naked on top of a backyard air conditioning unit.

Police said they’re looking for a pudgy man who is about 6 feet tall and covers his face while dancing.

Dallas Police Senior Cpl. Janice Crowther said police want to catch him before it escalates into something worse.

also who ever is giving the eyewitness testimony here is wrong. I’m 5’2″ and a WOMAN 🙂

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Friday’s Five

This week we are going to do 5 things I hate. Mostly because I had to quit smoking today and that makes me a little bitchy. Which is also why f’ing  is written quite frequently.

1. I hate when people get in your way at the store. By this I mean the person who moseys down the aisle like they have no place to be in 5 minutes. Well, the rest of the world does so move it dumb ass. I am also referring to the aisle blockers who put their cart in the middle of the aisle so that no one can pass and then stand there staring at the food/what not for ever. When you go to the store make and f’ing list of what you need so that you don’t stand there and wonder “oh should I get the 14.5 oz or the 28 oz.” MOVE IT! I mean they might as well do like these chicks:

2. This also relates to the store. I hate when people try to race you to the front so that they don’t have to be behind you in line. WTF????? Who does that shit! Stupid people who think “OMG if I don’t get up there then she may get in front of me with her two Items and then I’ll have to wait a whole five minutes longer even though I have an entire cart full of shit i don’t need and if she’s behind me she’ll have to what a whole hour longer.” That’s who. I hate those people.

3. I hate when people make fun of you because they are jealous. It’s one thing to laugh with someone. It’s another to be an ass because you hate your life and they love theirs. Get over yourself. You could love your life if you opened your eyes and realized how f’ing great you have it. Okay. Got that out. I feel better now.  But seriously,  it’s not cool to make people feel bad to make yourself feel better.

 

4. I hate when my husband says “whoa there tiger” when I’m eating and I do something fat ass like. For example, I attempt to put food in my mouth with a spoon and completely miss there by spilling it all over me and he says “whoa there tiger. slow down.” First of all, I’m not an f’ing kid. I don’t need you to tell me to slow down. Second, I already feel like a dorkus for not being able to apparently eat with a simple spoon and thus do not need you making me feel more dorky and fat.

5. I hate when I’m right and my mom gives me the “you’re wrong” look. My mom thinks that she’s the only one that knows anything. Dont’ get me wrong here (no pun intended) she is highly intelligent but for some reason thinks that all of her children are “slow.” It doesn’t matter to her that we all have college degrees and did well in school.  She still thinks we are idiots and that because she “read” one article on something she is an expert. While she is an expert on being the best mom in the world, she is not an expert on everything.

Ya, I got new glasses...so? by laura the artist.

this is actually pretty close to the look she does

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Dear……

Mexican lady at the Wal-Mart. That outfit is ten sizes to small for you. Photobucket
stop wearing it immediately. My eyes will thank you for it once they have recovered from today.

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