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Friday, June 06, 2008The Mikalogues meet literatureMika: Aha, see you has book! Mika fites book! Bites it! Kit: Mika, stop that. Mika: Paper products is for chewin. Kit: Mika, I wish you'd stop trying to eat my books whenever you see me reading. Books are important, you know. Mika: Why? Kit: Well, sweetie, people care about books. I write books. People work very hard to put all those letters down on the page. Mika: Wif pen? Kit: Yes, that's right. You take a pen and make shapes that spell out words. Mika: Chase pen! Catch it! This good game. Kit: I know you like chasing pens. That's why I close the door of my study. You kept trying to catch my pen tip when I was writing. Mika: Close door, Mika has nap. Can chew book? Kit: Sweetie, do you have some kind of animus against literature? It's writing that keeps you in cat food, you know. Mika: Animouse? Where? Fites it!
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I love the way you keep trying to reason with her, Sisyphus.
My kitty used to like to sit on notebooks. Especially when I needed them. Once, when he was a little kitten, I picked up my history notes and pretty much flung him into the air -- he had stuck each of the toes of his front paws between the spaces spiral binding. Cats look silly doin' pull-ups. :-D
http://flickr.com/photos/tezmilleroz/sets/72157603923024930/ Proof that my Manny plays nice with my books. He may not like them, but he does tolerate them ;-)
However, he does chew the plastic covering on vinyl records. Sounds like Mika needs a bottle top to chase ;-) Thanks for sharing, and have a lovely day! :-)
My dog, when he was a puppy, used to grab my books and run down the hall with them, as fast as he could, shaking them like rats he had caught. He knew I would chase him to get them back, too.
*snerk* I love these!
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My mom used to say that when she was up early in the mornings or late at night reading/meditating, the cat would come and curl up on her lap, obscuring the book. We had a whole theory worked out at one point about how many cubic centimetres of intelligence (we were ten, okay, so cc's seemed a reasonable way to measure IQ) that the cat picked up each day by doing this. Then of course he used his new-found education in his secret life as an international feline spy.... << Home ArchivesJuly 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 March 2007 May 2007 July 2007 October 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 August 2010 September 2010 November 2010 January 2011 May 2011 June 2011 November 2011 December 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012 May 2012 June 2012 July 2012 August 2012 September 2012 October 2012 November 2012 December 2012 January 2013 March 2013 April 2013 May 2013 June 2013 July 2013 August 2013 September 2013 October 2013 March 2014 October 2021 June 2022 October 2024 |
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