This One You Aren't Going To Believe, Elvira strikes again Options

[Ken Albin]

Yesterday I heard a rustling noise in the kitchen. With 9 cats here I knew it would be something interesting and as usual Elvira, Mistress of the Dark, was at work. I saw a large bag full of treat pouches sticking halfway out of a cabinet. Suddenly Elvira's head popped out of the cabinet holding the bag of treats. Her boyfriend Beau was waiting for her on the other side, sitting on an aquarium. Elvira passed the large bag of treats to Beau who took it and jumped down to the floor. Elvira jumped down after him and they flew out of the kitchen with Beau dragging the bag. I caught up with them just as Beau passed the bag back to Elvira and I managed to retrieve the bag before they got it open, though Elvira growled at me as I took it from them. I hid it in the stove temporarily until I could find a secure place to put the bag. A couple of minutes later Elvira was sitting in front of the stove studying the door. She pushed against it in several places but never got the stove open, though not from a lack of effort. I only wish I could have gotten a photo of this.

[Furkidlets' Mom]

And after this you want me to turn over the rest of the refrigerator to her as well???

Well.......YES! Or at least whatever is healthy for her/them in there! Sheesh - try and teach a stoopid hoooman some perfectly clear feline etiKIT..........

I dunnOOoo......there'd better be one heckuva large, honkin' hunk o' bird meat (if you eat the stuff yerself) on their plates at Thanksgiving to make up for your unfair faux pas......if not, maybe you'd best not fall asleep for too long......

Your story reminds me of the time, when our kidlets were WEENY, little ones, and we brought home a package of those mini-donuts (terrible for you, but ever so YUUUUMMM!!) from the Red River Ex. ...........and I awoke the next morning to find the package still on the kitchen counter, completely devoid of what was supposed to be my once-a-year morning treat. Followed the trail of crumbs all the way to the basement, I did, where Nissa and Sabin had so kindly actually left me a few, ragged donut pieces strewn from one end of the basement to the other. So it's true - everyone loves those little donuts! Mom was left hungry but very blessed with many chuckles.

Or the time, again when the kids were wee ones, and we were sitting in the den watching TV, waiting for the dough to rise for our pizza crust. Suddenly we heard the strangest, most alarming & alien sound, but weren't sure WHAT the heck it was, so quickly ran to investigate. We found Sabin sitting underneath the desk in the living room, looking nothing if not shocked and confused, facing his sister (Nissa) who, a foot away, was uttering her very first loud GROWLS directed towards her brother......for DARING to try and steal her coveted prize of a thick pepperoni slice stuffed right in her dainty, little mouth! (no, she actually didn't even eat it; just wanted, I imagine, some practice in her mighty huntress skills)

Needless to say, we proud parents could only stand there peeing our pants....and once we got our breath back, praise our girl mightily for her very first moment of standing up to her pesky and more dominant brother! And for teaching us that hey! cats can actually GROWL just like doggies! (please forgive us, mighty felines, for being young, foolish and ignorant way back when)

Oh, man.....cats are just tooooooooo amusing! So yes! Regale us with more stories and pics, IF you're not shaking too much with laughter to capture the proof on 'film'!