Notes from a parish cat and his author Julie Mackenzie

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I am Father Tom Fish, esteemed member of the religious team at Temptation of Christ Parish in the novels by author Julie Mackenzie. As to my background, I was invited into the rectory as a stray, laid on the charm, and was invited to stay, even honorarily ordained and no less spiritual than my sidekick Father Will. He dotes on me to high heaven and forgives all of my street cat proclivities, whatever the hell that means.

Monday, April 30, 2018

Just Because I Have Claws..

Hello, fellow mancats and ladycats!

Can a cat be in the doghouse? Well, from my experience, they certainly can whether they deserve to be there or not.

I do not.

Look at this. The housekeeper is so upset. You know how I can tell? She has two cowlicks on her head and they're both standing on end! It's hysterical and it's all over a journal she keeps with her "Tom notes" she calls them. And, this is what I supposedly did to the back of it.


I deny all charges. Must have been someone or something else with claws. Maybe a crow. A dog, maybe? Or a mouse with a leather fetish. Do I look like a detective?

When she approached me all wild and woolly, I stayed calm.



Someone has to. If it were not for my calming influence, this whole place would go to hell in a handcart with three wheels.

No other news. Just enjoying spring and getting outside. 

Take care, all. If you see Harry the Hairy Horker, tell him he still owes me twenty bucks and a fillet of fish.

As always,
Tom

14 comments:

Greg_1948 in_WA said...

Circumstantial evidence at best! We believe you, Tom.

Eastside Cats said...

Without photographic or forensic evidence, you are innocent!

Colehaus Cats said...

Goodness! We think that crow ought to be held accountable for that damage. Yes, we think it was a crow. They have talons, you know, and could do that without even thinking. That's our opinion, anyway . . .

Brian's Home Blog said...

Yep, I've been in the dog house and deny didn't do me a bit of good!

The Florida Furkids said...

We think "Not Me" visited you! Without DNA proof you are innocent!

The Florida Furkids

Seville at Nerissa's Life said...

Weasels. I bet it was weasels. I bet some weasels from that dastardly Weasel Syndicate snuck in in the middle of the night and tried to frame you. Yup, that would be my bet, for sure. MOUSES!

da tabbies o trout towne said...

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The Island Cats said...

If she has no photographic evidence of you doing it, Tom, you are innocent.

Ivan from WMD said...

If the claw doesn't fit, she must acquit!

catladymac said...

My new New English Bible was used for claw sharpening many years ago by a dear tabby mancat. He has been gone for many years, and every time I pick up that Bible (daily) I fondly remember Meddy. She'll get over it.

meowmeowmans said...

Totally circumstantial, Tom. That'll never hold up in a court of law!

Memories of Eric and Flynn said...

I was going to say you should tell her it was a mouse, but then she would still blame you for not catching it.

Brian's Home Blog said...

Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop, we appreciate you hopping in!

Sandee said...

I'm sure you're innocent. Just look at that face.

Hope you had a purrfect Thankful Thursday. ♥