Percy Finds New Beds

Marcus:  Hey, Percy, why are you sleeping on Jan's knit hat and scarf?

Percy:  Jan left them here for me to sleep on.

Marcus:  Are you sure?  She was wearing them because she was cold sitting at the computer.

Percy:  She took them off and left the room.  I'm sleeping on them; ergo, she left them here for me to sleep on.

Marcus:  You're probably right.  If she wanted them, she would have reclaimed them by now.

Percy:  Please turn out the light as you leave the room.

Percy:  It wasn't very nice of Jan to wake me the other night to demand back her scarf, but she left this on Marcus's crate.  It's soft and warm and she knows I like to sleep up here, so it must have been put here for me.

Marcus:  Hey, Percy, you get off my new blankie!  Stella Rose sent it to me (Marcus Has A Blankie), not you.

Percy:  You're not using it right now, but I'm ready for a nap.  Can we discuss this later?

Marcus:  No, you didn't ask my permission.  If you don't move right now, I'm going to pull my blankie out from under you!

Percy:  You'll shred it with your teeth if you do that, and how would you explain to Stella Rose that you destroyed her present?

Marcus:  Oh, no, you're right.  I can't do that.  So what can I do to get you to give me back my blankie?

Percy:  You can wait until after I finish my nap and I will return it to you.

Marcus:  Oh, okay.  How long do you think you'll need it for your nap?

Percy:  Just until tomorrow morning.

Marcus:  But it's only 8 a.m.  You can't possibly sleep for 24 hours.

Percy:  I can on something this soft and warm.  Would you ask the others to keep the noise down so I can rest?

Marcus:  Certainly, and I'll bring you a cup of hot apple cider and a bowl of already chewed kibble.  Would you like me to use the litter pan for you too?

Percy:  Don't be silly.  I'd rather have a cup of hot nip cider. And please turn out the light as you leave the room.   

Marcus Has A Blankie

Marcus:  Really, Jan, you think this is funny?  Stop laughing!  I can still hear you in the kitchen.

Cyndi:  I think you look cute.  You remind me of one of those pictures of an ancient Egyptian Pharaoh.

 Marcus:  No, this is not any better.  I am not a butterfly.

Cyndi:  I hear you complaining but I haven't heard you saying thank you for the lovely gift.  By the way, how did you rate a special gift all your own?

Marcus:  Stella Rose, Angus, Maggie and their mom think I deserve something special for being such a good boy all the time.

Cyndi:  I hope you don't think anyone is going to believe that.  Why don't you tell the truth? 

Marcus:  Okay, but I like my version better!  She explained it in a blog comment yesterday.  "Dear Marcus, we are so happy you liked your new blankie. We sent that to you to cos mom read a post where you could not find yours. Stella Rose"

Cyndi:  She must mean the post where you were wailing about losing your blankie.  (Since I Lost My Blankie)   But you didn't lose your blankie, you lost your bedding - except you were sleeping on it at the time.  So, actually, you got a new blankie under false pretenses.

Marcus:  That's okay, I still love it, just not when Jan makes me pose wearing it.  Thank you so much to the Three Little Pugs for giving me such a nice blankie of my own. It was a nice surprise.

Cyndi:  It worked for you.  Do you think it would work for me?  I guess it won't hurt to try.  I really loved my nip nanner and I really miss it.

Marcus:  You never had a nip nanner! 

Cyndi:  You never had a blankie either!

Since I Lost My Blankie

 

Marcus:  ♪ ♫ Since I lost my blankie.  ♪ ♫  Since I lost my blankie.

Percy:  What are you wailing about now, Marcus?

Marcus:  I'm singing The Temptations' old song "Since I Lost My Blankie".

Cyndi:  I never heard of it.  Are you sure there is such a song?

Marcus:  Of course there is!

Percy:  So where did you lose your blankie?

Marcus:  Right here.  It used to be inside my crate but now it's outside.

Cyndi:  I hate to say this, but that's not a blankie, it's your bedding.

Marcus:  Okay.  ♪ ♫  Since I lost my bedding.  ♪  ♫  Since I lost -

Percy:  You have not lost your bedding either.  You pulled it outside your crate and wadded it up.  if you want it "found" again, just drag it back inside.

Cyndi:  Oh, and by the way, The Temptations never sang a song called "Since I Lost My Blankie".  It was "baby", "since I lost my baby"!

Marcus:  That's just plain silly!  How could they lose a baby?

Percy:  I don't know.  How did you lose your bedding while sleeping on it?  

Cyndi:  If you don't believe us, here it is.  Baby, since I lost my baby.



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Birthday Buddy is 12

Percy:  Oh, Buddy, we're sorry we're a day late posting about your special day, but we don't post on weekends any more.  And ... uh, Jan forgot to read her calendar again until last night..

Merci: It didn't even come up on the CB this year although you're still on their calendar.

Cyndi:  Sunday was your 12th birthday.  Jan didn't have any money to buy you a present but she did do something special for you.

Merci:  Yes, the temperature dropped significantly Saturday night and it was 52F in here yesterday morning.  It warmed up enough for you to walk Jan in the afternoon but then it started back down toward freezing again.

Percy:  And we don't have our heat on yet.  Mr. Doug asked who was whimpering on the phone last evening.  Jan said it was you because you were cold and she was tearing the closet apart to get out the small electric heater so you wouldn't get sick.

Cyndi:  It doesn't help him any that Merci ripped the stuffing out of all the dog beds. (Dust Mites Exonerated)

Merci:  Don't blame me.  I don't control the weather.  I was just looking to see if Jan dropped any loose change in the beds so I could buy Buddy a sweater with velcro tabs for his birthday.

Percy:  Did you find any?

Merci:  No, Jan drops everything else, but I guess she keeps a tight grip on her change.

Cyndi:  Are you aware humans check around their couch cushions instead of destuffing their mattress to look for change?

Merci:  What can I say?  It was a long shot. At least Jan covered him with the hairy knit blankie you kitties were gifted a few years ago.  (Surprise from KC)  And he gets covered with his own blanket on the big bed at night.  He should survive until we get some heat.

Percy:  Here he comes.  All together now -

Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday dear Buddy.
Happy birthday to you.

We love you and are glad you are our brother. 

Rockabye, Buddy

Percy:  Rockabye, Buddy, curled up on the bed.
             Visions of chicken roll inside your head.
             When the alarm rings, you'll lumber outside.
             I'll get your blanket while you pee and poop.

I know that doesn't rhyme, but the truth is the truth!  By the time he finishes his morning bathroom routine, I'll be curled up under his blanket sound asleep.  I  hope he doesn't then decide to return and sleep on top of the blanket.

We hope all our friends along the Eastern coastline are coming safely through Hurricane Matthew.  We know many have evacuated and some are awaiting the storm in their homes.  You are all in our prayers. 


We are joining the Pet Parade hosted by Rascal and Rocco, Basil the Bionic Cat, Barking from the Bayou and Owned by a husky.