Celebrating Micah

Cyndi:  As we've already posted, Jan has been having Scattered Brains lately, so it should come as no surprise she forgot to read the calendar again. Today is Micah's 6th Gotcha Day/(assigned) 8th Birthday.  We are so happy to have him as a sibling.

Percy:  Speak for yourselves.  Just because we're trying to tolerate each other doesn't mean we're happy about it.

Cyndi:  Of course you are.  You two just don't want to admit it.

Taylor:  Jan says we should have a quiet celebration so we don't disturb her nap.

Percy:  Oh, good, a chance to get even with Jan for waking me from a nap the other day.  Let's all sing.  At the top of our lungs.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy gotcha day to you,

Happy gotcha birthday, dear Micah.

Happy special day to you!

Cyndi:  **sniff, sniff**  Buddy always howled  the owoooohs like a hound.  None of us can sing like he could.

Taylor:  I thought Buddy was a hound.

Cyndi:  Yes, he was.  That's why he sang like one.

Micah:   Thank you.  That was great, guys.  I'm sure Jan heard every note. 

Taylor:  We would like to thank Pipo, Dalton and mom Ingrid for the lovely card they sent Micah.  It arrived just as Jan was about to shut down last night.  We don't post on Monday any more, so there was a debate and Jan lost.  She had to stay up and wait for us to post this, hence her need for a nap today.   

Cyndi:  Pipo and Dalton are so good about sending occasion cards to bloggers.  It's always such a treat to receive one.  This one arrived in the nick of time or poor Micah wouldn't have anything to celebrate today because we would be offline and oblivious to the occasion.

Awww, Micah, have a happy, happy special day!  We love you.

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Scattered Brains

Micah:  Okay, so we're all agreed?

Rusty:  Yes, it's time to have a group discussion with Jan about her scattered brains!

Cyndi:  No, no, no!  Jan does not have scattered brains; she has been becoming increasingly scatterbrained.

Rusty:  That's what I said.

Micah:  Not exactly.

Percy:  Can we get this meeting over with?  It's past time for my cowisthenics.

Taylor:  Oh, great, you're starting to sound like Jan.  It's calisthenics.

Percy:  Not if you learned your exercise routine from watching cows on TV.  Marcus, are you with us kitties on this?

Marcus:  Yep! At least I think so.  I'm still not sure what scattered brains are.

Micah:  We all know know Binky from Angelwhisper2011.  Binky has been being harassed by a bird.  We left a comment saying we hope the bird will move elsewhere. 

Marcus:  What does that have to do with Jan's brains?

Rusty:  Everything.  As you know, the heat and humidity have Jan too tired to do much of anything, including think.  Yesterday a friend took her out of town for lunch. 

Taylor:  When Jan got home, she sat down at the computer and tried to stay awake; however, when she read the email - actually our email notification - stating Binky had responded to our comment saying the bird is waiting every morning and is very annoying, Jan went right over to Binky's blog to write a suggestion.

Cyndi: Jan came thiiiisssss close to asking Binky, have you tried barking at it?

Marcus:  So?

Rusty:  Binky is a C-A-T.

Marcus:  Oh. **light bulb**  Oh, now I get it.  It's like when I walked Jan just before sundown last night, we passed a guy walking with a female version of me.  (Wow, is she gorgeous!)  The guy and the lovely dog crossed the street, and Jan called out a cheery, "Gooood morning!"

Micah:  Good example.  Now let's go have a talk with Jan and see if we can fix her.

Taylor:  I think it's too late.  I hear snoring from the kitchen.

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Taylor:  This week we interviewed Lucy, Benny, Sadie and Ringo from All About the Cats (It's All About the Cats). You can read their story, Lucy and Benny Chat About the Cats, at Mousebreath.com.

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Pirate Day 2018

Percy:  Even though  we don't post on Wednesday any more, it doesn't feel right to let Meow / Woof Like a Pirate Day go by this year without participating.

Marcus:  Jan still doesn't have Photoship Elements on the computer since the last installation scared her out of two lives.

Percy:  Unlike cats, humans don't have more than one life, and I think you mean Photoshop.

Marcus:  Do you see any "shop" in that graphic?  I see a ship.  Perhaps you need glasses.

Percy:  It was depressing to look at our old Pirates Day graphics since most all of those in the pictures are gone now.  But Jan found us this one with just you and me and the high seas.

Marcus:  I wish you hadn't said "high seas".  Now I'm seasick.  Why is this boat rocking?

Percy:  I think that's Jan jumping up and down on the deck trying to make things seem more realistic.

Marcus:  Well, it's going to become very realistic when she has to clean up pools of dog barf.

Percy:  But we only rented the ship for the photo shoot.  Jan won't have to clean it up.

Marcus:  You don't think she's going to pay extra to have someone else clean it up, do you?

Percy:  In that case, I suggest you heave ho ... uh, heave to ... throw up over the railing into the water.

Marcus:  Now that the ship has stopped rocking, so has my stomach.  How about we go grab us some hardtack and grog to celebrate the day, matey?

Percy:  Sounds like a good idea.  But can we make it quick?  I have an emergency.

Marcus:  What's the problem? 

Percy:  My wooden leg appears to  have termites.

We are joining the Pirate Day Pet Parade with hosts Dash Kitten, Barking from the Bayou, & Bionic Basil.

Intruder in the Villa

Percy:  Hey, Rusty, get off the blog.  You promised if I let you do a post on your summer villa last Tuesday, you would let me post in peace this week.  (Rusty Interrupts Percy's Apt Hunt)

Rusty:  I know I did, and I'm sorry, but this is an emergency!  There's been an intruder in my villa.  I have photographic proof.  See!

Percy:  That's Micah.

Rusty:  In MY villa!  And look at the picture.  I'm not home.  He broke and entered.  He should be arrested. 

Micah:  Now just a moment.  I'm your brother and you're talking about having me arrested?  What did I break?  As far as entering, the door was wide open.  I thought you had moved out.

Percy:  Wait, Micah broke and entered?  I can't wait to hear you try to explain that to a cop.  I don't think there's a space on their form for "broke and entered".  You must mean you want him arrested for breaking and entering.

Rusty:  I don't care what for.  I just want him arrested. 

Micah:  Well, you're home in this picture. 

Rusty:  But you weren't invited.  You entered when I was in the kitchen snacking.  And when I returned, your fat butt was in my way.  There wasn't enough room left for me to lie down.

Micah:  I've heard that possession is nine-tenths of something or other.  In this case it was nine-tenths of the villa.  And I did give it back. 

Rusty:  Yes, you did give it back.  And, come to think of it, you did rearrange the shelf Jan keeps her vitamins and herbs on.  In fact, you rearranged much of it onto the floor so there would be room for you.  I envied you being able to get up that high to make yourself at home. 

Micah:  You don't really want to have me arrested after that, do you?

Rusty:  The expression on Jan's face when she walked into the kitchen and saw how you had almost cleared the shelf of her things was priceless.  I'll forgive you.  This time.

Percy:  Excuse me.  You two seem to have forgotten I am supposed to be the one posting today. 

Rusty:  You're a good brother, Percy.  Thanks for sharing.

Percy:  But I didn't offer to share my post.   You just appropriated it.  Again. 

Rusty:  Don't worry.  There's always next Tuesday.

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