Monday, September 24, 2018

Getting Creeped Out

Hi, friends on this Mancat Monday!

I have to confess, sometimes I don't feel all that macho and I take this special day for us mancats to remind myself that I'm wise and strong. There are times, though, when I want to run and hide. Other times, I scratch my head (not for a flea) in puzzlement at some of the letters I get here at the rectory which give me the shivers. Like this one:


Here's what I said back (trying to be funny):



If some of these letters I've saved don't creep me out all over again, I'll share others the housekeeper has saved along with my letters back, She saves everything. It's a wonder she doesn't save my ... and sell them as holy relics!! Okay..okay.

Anyway, hope your Monday and the rest of the week goes well and remember: "Never be wide-eyed and scared when just a good hiss will do." 

Purrs,
Tom

Monday, September 17, 2018

I Be Nobody's Fool


Every time I get mad at the housekeeper, she redeems herself with some sappy, I-love-you-cuddles kinda stuff. I don't know what else to call it. I get treats, too, so eventually all is forgiven. What? Am I stupid? It's a game we play. Sometimes it gets completely out of hand, though.

Like with this. I decided to get really mad. I hadn't been upset with her shenanigans in awhile I realized, so I put on the furious, helpless pout I'm very good at.


Well, I got my message across and she swore she would never make fun of me again. I know that's a lie. It's also a sin, but I know she only goes to confession with Father Jack and probably makes up stuff just so we can hear him laugh all through the church when she's behind the curtain.

Oh, woe is me! What I have to put up with! This is just one example. There are many more, I assure you!

By the way, last I heard, the wanted poster went up on Facebook for all the world to see. I was shocked! I finally recovered and came up with suitable payback. I think I'll hurl on one of the dining room chairs for when her church ladies come over for lunch! I can see it now: all that happy chitchat, yack-yack, smiles and one of them sits down...hahahahaha!

Faithfully unthwarted,
Tom

Monday, September 10, 2018

A Stellar Weekend: How Was Yours?

Hey, guys!

I know, I skipped last Monday. I think it was a holiday and I was off somewhere, I don't even remember. Truth be told, I was probably on my cushion imagining all sorts of things. That's how I roll.

So, anyway, I want to tell you about my birthday. Now, you wouldn't think it would make biblical history, but I managed to have a celebration party amongst the Man and his disciples. Between you and me, I don't know how He can stand having them around. They're rowdy. Rude, and incapable of feeling other than for themselves. I don't have to tell you. Talk about "friends in low places!" I apologize for the fuzziness of the photo. Cameras weren't that good back then.


This was after I blew out the candle, my wish being they would all disappear in a puff of smoke, but it didn't happen. I wanted the good Lord all to myself, but I guess it was not to be.

I might have had a birthday disappointment, but friends on Facebook, in the rectory and the rest of the parish more than made up for it with their good wishes. I turned 10, a milestone they tell me. Gettin' to be an old man, but I couldn't be happier.

So, if you have a birthday coming up at some point, have a blast, gather all your friends and loved ones around, and enjoy special treats. Just don't invite any disciples!

Your crusty old soul,
Tom

Monday, August 27, 2018

Gossip

So what's new?

On this Mancat Monday those are the three words that can trigger gossip in the worst way amongst the housekeeper and her lady friends. I think that's half the reason she works at the rectory. She can be right at the heart of everything that could possibly happen to the human race!

I swear she even has antennae to pick up signals and like some rusty old contraption with wheels and pulleys - in goes the gossip and chugga-chugga, whirr-whirr, bang bang - out comes her take on it.


WHEN GOSSIP BECOMES GOSPEL

So, anyway, enough making fun of her. Between you and me, I keep an eye on things myself and overhear plenty, without any effort at all.




That wraps up my weekly Monday post. I'll let you know if I hear any juicy bits or if the housekeeper short-circuits!!

Purrs,
Tom

Monday, August 20, 2018

A Rundown

Just like a pendulum swing, we're at the beginning of the week again!
(notice I don't mention the "M" word any more, haha!)

Hope you've all been well since we met here last. I've been beside myself - and I didn't even have to be standing by a mirror! The reverends and I each have our responsibilities. Jack, the older guy, has his buddies in the old parish school, now condos. He hangs out there a lot. I'm convinced some of them are a bad influence.

Will, the only one who understands me, has his own respective flock, people who like him, especially the ladies. Ooh-lala! Many a heart goes a-flutter when he gives the benediction!

Anyway, I don't know what the big deal is. He puts his pants on like every other priest.

And finally the housekeeper. I feel obligated to mention her, otherwise she might not feed me. She's okay. That's when she's not vacuuming, dusting, fretting, or gossiping. I take that back. If she didn't gossip, I couldn't eavesdrop.

So, that's my tribe and of course, all the people who make up the congregation, always keeping me on my toes!

Here are a couple I've been wanting to mention: I love these guys. They crack me up. Ed is on the left, Paul right.


(maybe I should suggest a good tailor, what do you think?)

Purrs,
Tom

Monday, August 13, 2018

Quaker Tom

Hi, effurrrybodies!

On the heels of a very busy Sunday (what happened to 'day of rest,' anyway?) I want to bring up the subject of my religious affiliation. Actually, I have none. I'm a priest and I hang out at a rectory with other like-attired guys, except for the fur, but that's it.

Now, it's been that way for years. However, the housekeeper who moonlights as a graphics nerd has come up with me if I, as a stray, had wound up with a bunch of Quakers at a meetinghouse instead of on her rectory doorstep. (I think the collar is a nice touch, haha!)




Listen guys, I don't want to encourage her should she get it in her head to make me some Buddhist monk or go through all the religions with my face plastered on them. It's taking ecumenical teachings a little too far.

So, please support me in my effort. Laugh all you want, but don't praise. That is, unless you think I would improve the face on Quaker Oats!

Your humble servant,
Tom

PS - Thanks to all of you for giving me your nicknames and opinions last week. Yes, Mouse Sniper was a favorite!


Monday, August 6, 2018

Calling Me Names

Hi, there..
Another pre-Tuesday in the works. No "M" word today!!

I want to talk about all the names I've been called and just names in general, quite the variety! Then there are those nicknames people love to come up with:



I kinda like Mouse Sniper. That came from an Army friend, who thinks in those terms. He told me once he had a friend who called his cat Hoosgow. I thought it was cool and he's probably the only cat on the planet with that name. Brig might be more a dog's name, haha!!

Cats' names can come from any of these:

A cat's coloring
Temperament
We'll call him Grouse or Winston :)
Role in the house - (or in the parish, in my case, fish having a double meaning for me)
Named after a person
After being rescued - Lucky or Hope
A boy or girl's name
Or named after a candy - Like Truffle!



Other possibilities:
A royal name - Anastasia, e.g.
After someone the owner holds dear or a memory.
Something unique or funny
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Do you have a name or nickname you'd like to share?

Finally, I'll leave you with the question: if the cat's name is Nick already, can he have a nick-name, too?

Preyingly yours,
Tom