As I write this the House of Representatives is preparing to vote on the debt ceiling bill. A deal was approved last evening…but I digress as this blog is apolitical. Still, usually around this time members of Congress are planning their trips home to their districts but this time with so many other political elements, alliances etc. in place, the members like the rest of us are suffering the summer blues, hot weather and hot water. The rest of the world is watching and waiting.
Category Archives: Cats
Roxie’s Theme Song
Jean’s Claude theme song is “the theme from Laura” which I sing to the melody “Jean Claude, la,la,la..lalala..Jean Claude lalalala LA…..Roxie’s theme song is Party Days. She is a party animal.
It’s A Guy Thing Right?? I Won’t Try to Understand
When author John Gray pioneered the whole “Men Are from Mars” thing, I’m sure he didn’t have cats in mind. Still Jean Claude, the male Bombay cat, is decidedly male. Going to his chair at night, retreating to his cave – and just in general while a true gentleman acts like a dude, truly. If there is no food in his bowl he is in your face, agressively looking in your eyes. When a stranger comes to the door he growls like a dog. He is very protective of CCL and me. He enjoys his solitude and will sit on the lawn in my backyard quietly watching the birds. Roxie, of course, ( a true [priss puss) just runs wild. Jean Claude doesn’t chase after the birds, he’s too cool for that but he has been known to get really wacky when exposed to large quantitites of catnip – I guess a bourbon won’t do.*
*no we do not give the cats liquor
Purr-fection
I’m watching an old re-run of “Monk,” the detective so wonderfully portrayed by actor Tony Shaloub, who had a keen sense of perfection. We are all in some ways victims of our need to be perfect. Of course nothing is perfect except God. But we have moments so close, Ah so much to live for, experience, enjoy and share. For me it’s those just right summer days, time spent with friends and family, a hug, sharing a joke with a good friend, a summer night outdoor jazz concert, great co-workers, that last bit of a chocolate shake and of course watching Roxie and Jean Claude romp outdoors…those moments so precious…so great -full. Let me your idea of perfecction (sp).
Roxie’s Prissy, Pissy ,Protest
Don’t read this is you have qualms about cats…ah..habits. Tuesday morning, Miss Roxie, the Japanese bobtail, peed on my comforter. Then she peed on my spread. Naturally, I became quite angry and then I was concerned. Another urinary tract infection?? Naw… She was clearly just pissed. The solution …another litter box…there are now two litter boxes in my basement. Roxie is again content. There is peace.


