Universal Bill of Rights for All Cats


We are so happy to have the Universal Bill of Rights for All Cats, especially the parts pertaining to horking. Our Mom absolutely took it in stride when she came upstairs last night, sat down on the bed and put her hand in a pile of horked up stinky goodness from dinner. She was a bit grossed out, but she just cleaned it up. We do have a saying at our house: “A day without throw-up is a day without cats.” You got that right, humans!

So after the cleanup, Mom came back to the bedroom, sat down on the bed and leaned back.      S – U – R – P – R – I – S – E! She leaned right into a large stream of puke running down the pillow sham. She probably would have handled that with alacrity as well, but… Did you guess there was more? Yep, you betcha!

While leaning back into puke, she sat right down into some at the very same time. This deposit was made of what had been dry foodables and a big ole hairball the size of a cigar. The extreme amount of fur would suggest Giulietta had been the perpetrator, but Mom knows she wasn’t anywhere near the bedroom or bed.

Is Lisbeth responsible for the horking incident?And y’all know we ain’t talking. That’s the rule around here. We don’t “rat” on each other. We will say that Mom suspects Lisbeth. She is a prolific shedder of furs and exuberant bather. What do y’all think, innocent or quilty? She sure looks innocent (or is it ashamed) in this photo, but we’ve come to know that it’s the innocent-looking ones you have to keep your eye on.

Lisbeth’s been curled up asleep on her purple Christmas blanket from boyfriend Charles ever since Mom came upstairs. Just what one might expect from a kitty who just used so much energy relieving herself of all that fur and food. But as we said, if any of us does know the perpetrator, our lips are zipped.

If you missed our post with the Universal Bill of Rights for All Cats, you can click on it’s tab at the top of the page or the link in the first paragraph. You’ll be able to read about horking rights there.

That’s all folks! At least Mom hopes that’s all for tonight.

Misty May will be here tomorrow to share some Caturday Art with you.

Purrs and paw-pats, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth (innocent until proven guilty) and Calista Jo



Rules for the Cats

Baby grey cat, Giulietta, displays improper placemat etiquette paws on it trying to pick up fork-.

Baby Giulietta displays improper placemat etiquette.

Most cat owners accept the fact that cats have a penchant for going where they don’t belong. Despite knowing this, we were just naive enough in our early days as cat caregivers to think we could establish and enforce a list of Dos and Don’ts for us and a set of Rules for them. We quickly realized, however, that even if adopted, a rule for a cat should be considered nothing more than a suggestion at best.

It soon came to light that one of our early rules of  NO CATS ON THE KITCHEN COUNTERTOPS was totally impossible to enforce, especially as we both worked full-time, and they had free access throughout the day. When we were home, no amount of loud reprimands, forceful shoves, water squirts or physical removals made any impression what-so-ever. These were always met with hisses, swats and refusals to budge.

And so a companion rule was established: NO PAWS ON THE PLACEMAT. It became evident that such a rule was necessary the evening I momentarily took my eyes off my meal. Steamer snaked out a paw and snagged an entire pork chop off my plate! It was obvious that a barrier needed to be established…whether invisible when the fare consisted of something unappealing or in the form of salt and pepper shakers, water glasses, milk cartons and any other mealtime paraphernalia available…when the aroma of “fresh, warm kill” wafted its way into nosy, twitching feline noses!

It was easier to smack a paw or push against a chest while repeating the rule than it was to chuck the entire cat to the floor. The latter always turned into a game in the cat’s mind, necessitating their continued return and our inevitable, constant removal.

Have the Rules Worked?

Over the years stealthy paws have continued to move toward desired morsels and have even made contact on occasion. But overall the compromise has worked out for all involved, except Mauricio and on a rare occasion Lily Olivia.

Update: In 2022 biggest offenders are Misty May, Lisbeth and Calista Jo.

They like to take up placemat residence prior to food arrival to be well-situated when full plates come their way. First the silverware is chewed then picked up in paws and thrown to the floor. Next goes the napkin and finally the cat and placemat when both cat and mat are swept away as one.

I know some of you are asking why we don’t just banish this ill-mannered group to another room during mealtimes? Caterwauling does not promote human conversation or good digestion!

Check out the page, Universal Bill of Rights for All Cats, from the menu at the top of this page for accompanying information.