Secret to Handling Mondays

I had a brainstorm over the weekend.
No, I was safe, it didn't blow me away..well, maybe it did.

Since Mondays are hard on everybody, I thought it would be great to use my imagination (and there's plenty of it) to divert my attention from Monday's gruesomeness to something that gets me excited.

So, here I am. In a new role. No longer housecat. No longer parish cat...Instead, an LAPD detective, ready to sniff out crime, endlessly interrogate the pretty women and bring purrrps to justice.

Oh...have to run. Somebody on the phone says she's a witness and has important info purrtaining to my case. While I get the mud on that, feel free to enjoy my limerick and graphic.

"Hello?...Can you come to the station?...Okay, gimme an hour. Gotta grab me a sandwich over at the deli.."

Mr. Mad

Lincoln or Washington?

How about Fluffy or Fergus?

That's how much this day means to us cats. We don't get involved in politics, but if we did, we'd have our own heads of state with the national Gotcha Days for us all to celebrate. Now, that's an idea!

Just some rambling thoughts on this Monday. I'm trying to get out of a bad mood. Yes, I, too, get crabby and totally out of character. Doesn't happen very often, but when it does, look out!

So, I think I'll just relax, try to calm down and maybe I'll get special Presidents Day treats, that's if I'm even noticed or like I care..if the housekeeper hauls out the vacuum, I'm going to bite her ankle and hurl after she gets everything nice and clean, ha!

Failing miserably at good cheer,
Tom

Hearts Week *GAG ME*

I know I'm supposed to be gentle and tolerant, but the housekeeper is getting on my nerves with all her hearts all over the place. It started yesterday with my evening meal in the shape of a heart!

I can't wait to see what she does in my litter box! The woman is nuts!

Another bit of heart stuff hanging from a cupboard.

And this which is supposed to be showing Bridget de la Furr and myself.
I have no quarrel with this. It's actually rather sweet, but DO NOT let it be known I said that!

Happy Valentine's Day, efffurybody! It's this coming Thursday and if you go to my Facebook Page every day leading up to the big day of hearts, we'll be adding more of the housekeeper's valentine shenanigans and my two cents!
https://www.facebook.com/FrTomFish

Yours with all my hearts,
Tom

We Have A Situation..

Mancat Monday and I don't feel like much of a mancat today.

My friend Bridget has overstayed her welcome. She has taken a liking to one of the parlor chairs and I'm not sure what to do about it, if anything. Out of the blue, too.

Giving her a piece of my mind as she sits on the chair (cover behind hiding claw marks)

Fortunately, it's an old chair and a donation but still! We're afraid to replace it because she might just continue her bad habit with the brand new furniture!!

Here's where her head is. She thinks a scratcher is for lounging..

So, here I am mancat and all, unable to do much about this situation. The housekeeper started putting some repellent on the furniture, with a label that says heavenly citrus or something like that. I hope it helps.

All for now in this neck of the woods. Have a good week everybody!

Tom