updated Sat 04 Jul 2009 07:49AM PDT by SugarPuff | 190 views | 0 meows

Oh, Sugar Puff.....now what did you do?

Ewwww.........what IS this???

The perpetrator---a bowl of oatmeal.   

The victim---Sugar Puff.  

Sugar Puff for reasons known only to her, dove face-first into a big bowl of oatmeal. The look on her face when she discovered where she had landed was priceless. A dog would have been so proud to have acquired a meal so cleverly, but my cat was horrified! She gingerly pulled her face from the bowl & walked to a corner hoping no one saw what just happened. I watched her pull oatmeal out from between her front paws, make a gagging face & spit, yes SPIT the oats out. Her face was covered with oatmeal too, so the whole clean-up time was approximately a little over a few hours. She still claims to be finding oatmeal in strange places.

Do cats ALWAYS land on their feet? 

Ummmm, no. When I had my old chunky monitor for my computer, she'd sleep there. One night, I was typing away & I watched as Sugar Puff seemed to slowly be drifting towards no-longer-being-on-the-monitor. I stopped & waited........biding my time for another "Sugar Puff moment." Sure enough.....a few seconds later, she starts slipping. By the time she realized her fate, it was too late, so in her quest for a graceful landing, she grabbed at everything in sight, i.e., cup filled with pens, a desk lamp, my cup of herbal tea & a potted plant......do the math. Plant with dirt  + herbal tea. Yeah! MUD! Ha! Herbal mud. I digress----Sugar Puff never did land gracefully, & there was a huge mess! Then she looks up at me as if to say, "You pushed me, didn't you?" I often wonder if she was behind the purchase of my flat-screen monitor.  

Who would throw away a perfectly good cat? 

Yep, folks, Sugar Puff threw herself away. She was playing with her stuffed, squeaky mouse & had that little critter flying all over the place. Well, with one good swat, ol'-squeaky landed on top of the kitchen trashcan lid. Sugar Puff is now convinced that her little squeaky friend is mocking her from above, so she squats down low in the pouncing position & takes a mighty, flying leap onto (onto? I think not) the trashcan. In she went!! There was complete silence & then an imploring "MEOW????" I rescued her immediately, so she & the squeaky mouse could pick up where they had left off. Some things are better left unspoken.

What the __???

From another room, I hear a thud & then a meow. Sugar Puff has fallen off of the washing machine......again. *sigh*

Out of the blue, for no apparent reason Sugar Puff is running in circles. Her tail appears to be starting trouble, as it is now chasing Sugar Puff. Oh, I know it seems as if she's chasing her tail, but without seeing who started it, I can only go by Sugar Puff's word. Well, she finally captures it & gives it a good bite. Then she yelps in a meow-kind-of-way & comes running to me. It's bad when one can't trust their own tail. 

Again, for no apparent reason, Sugar Puff is on the attack. Only she's not after her tail this time. No, this time it's something that only Sugar Puff can see. *insert Twilight Zone music here*

Ever stick a Christmas bow on top your cat's head? For some reason, they can only walk backwards. She only does this stuff just to keep us entertained. Who needs television?

While Sugar Puff was sitting under our glass-top coffee table, I leaned over it & tapped on the glass. Bad idea! Sugar Puff having no real conception of glass, leaps up to attack my hand and......THUMP!....bangs her precious little head on the glass. Has she learned? Oh yeah...........NOT.

Hey, Lazy!!  Get up!

Generally a lazy cat, Sugar Puff refuses to exert too much energy if she doesn't deem it absolutely necessary, but every once in a while.....

An average housefly inadvertently found its way into my house & Viola! Sugar Puff has found a playmate. Now my chubby fuzz ball has endless energy. She flies through the air at a height that can rival that of any professional basketball player, grabs the fly with one cute little paw & lands with a graceful THUD! After determining that the fly is now damaged, it is therefore rendered boring, & she walks away. Game over!  

Holy hairballs, Batman!

I've had other cats in my life, but none of them have ever hacked up a hairball like Sugar Puff does. She starts out bobbing her neck from side to side, kind of like an angry black woman in the midst of an argument, & then she does this chicken thing with her neck while making a gagging sound. Now, this is all pretty gross, BUT once you hear her doing this much, it's kind of difficult not to stare. Gaining momentum, she then gets down real low, jumps up suddenly & MEOWS out a hairball!!!! Most cats throw up......not mine......she MEOWS the hairball out. It's almost as if she's possessed. Then she looks at the hairball in complete disgust & walks away as if she did NOT just hack up that hairball.

In theory, it seemed like a good idea.

Sugar Puff is not one to carefully think through her dilemmas. So this next story shouldn't surprise anyone. Picture it if you will.....Sugar Puff is on the dryer watching me prepare for another load of laundry. She's fascinated with the agitator in the washing machine as it goes around & around mixing clothes & disbursing detergent. In fact, one might say she's TOO fascinated. Obviously this thing had provoked my cat in some way. Why else would she have pounced on it? It sure seemed like a good idea at the time. Unfortunately, she didn't conjure up an accurate image of what this pounce would entail. Hmmmmm a new way to bathe a cat?

Grasshopper vs. Sugar Puff's hiney.

Tonight, in order to see how our cats relate to critters from the great outdoors, Robert brought in a grasshopper. Sugar Puff being the prissy one out of the two, didn't really want much to do with this critter. She touched it tenderly with her sweet little paw & when it hopped away, she lost interest. Twinkie on the other hand, was fascinated! She'd tap it with her paw, it would hop away & she'd pounce on it. At one point, the excitement levitated to a whole new level. Twinkie tapped it & the grasshopper inadvertently hopped on the underside of Sugar Puff's tail. Its new hiding place from Twinkie was a little too close to a very private & personal area for Sugar Puff, so things quickly got crazy. As Sugar Puff tried to run from her own tail in an effort to shake off this grasshopper, Twinkie still wanted to play with it. So, we have Sugar Puff running around like a lady with a bee in her bonnet & Twinkie chasing her in order to take another shot at this grasshopper.

The fun ended when Twinkie took a swing at Sugar Puff's hiney while trying to capture the grasshopper. The grasshopper flew off, but Twinkie received a not-so-friendly swat & a hiss from a very agitated Sugar Puff. Feelings were hurt, the cats went off in separate directions & the grasshopper was released back into its own habitat. I'll bet that grasshopper has got a few stories to tell his little buddies!

Be careful how you pledge. 

Shortly after applying Pledge furniture polish on the kitchen chairs, Sugar Puff decided that was precisely the spot where she was going to snooze. Unfortunately, as she jumped up on one side of the chair, its surface slightly resembled an ice rink, & she skidded off the other side & onto the floor with her customary graceful THUD.

When two puffs collide!!

Picture it if you will....Sugar Puff, sound asleep on the kitchen chair.....Twinkie, wide awake on the living room floor. Now that the stage is set, here's what transpired.....

Twinkie is full of energy since she's still a kitten, while Sugar Puff is getting older. Catnaps come much more frequently for the aging Sugar Puff such as on this day.....Twinkie decides it's play time & takes an impressive flying leap from the living room to the kitchen without ever touching the floor. This impressive leap, unfortunately, was aimed directly at the sleeping Sugar Puff. The two collided & Sugar Puff was knocked off the chair by the blow. The kitchen chair, Twinkie & Sugar Puff sailed across the kitchen floor & both cats looked equally stunned. The result? Twinkie was properly swatted by a very disgruntled Sugar Puff.