Meowy Christmas! ™

Peekaboo and Yeti: Today we’re going to discuss The Holidays.

Boo: We capitalize this term for the occasions, because they seem to be very, very important to our humans.

Yeti: There are several, apparently, but our favorite one our people celebrate is called –

Both: Christmas!

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Boo: Christmas is a time of music, rushing around, too many things in the house, shiny paper and bobbing ribbons, crinkly bags and sacks to hide in, sometimes travel, and people acting crazy by oscillating from really congenial to totally stressed out.

Yeti: The task at hand for felines is to provide comic relief in the times of tension, and perhaps win a special treat or toy in the process.

Boo: Of course, you readily can find your own of each, everywhere you turn. All the best toys come at this time of year, and the food starts being of a different and more exotic variety.

Yeti: I suppose anything different from the norm is termed “exotic”. I still just like my regular food.

Boo: Your life is so dull.

Yeti: I’m cool with it. I experiment elsewhere.

Boo: I like to experiment whenever the opportunity presents itself – especially where food is concerned.

Yeti: Your interpretation of “opportunity” greatly differs from that of our People. And in this case it often leads to acute gastric distress and solitary confinement.

Boo: But it’s worth it. Carpe diem.

Yeti: Seize the day, not seize the duck.

Boo: Mmm, duck.

Yeti: Slipped right out of you it did.

Boo: It was kind of greasy…caused a little leakage.

Yeti: Boundaries, Boo! TMI.

Boo: [blushes as she looks back at Yeti] Pardon.

Yeti: Be sure not to overdo it; remember that this is a season of giving and kindness.

Boo: Then I would like to give you a bath behind the ears without a fight.

Yeti: But you bite them, so kindly keep your paws off me.

Boo: [squints at Yeti]

Yeti: [squints back at Boo]

Peekaboo and Yeti: [staring each other down a moment, then remembering the mlog]: Oh! Anyway, HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

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Happy Mew Year! ™

Hello again; this is The Missus. Yeti and Peekaboo have dominated the blog for a while, but The Mister and I wanted to wish everyone here a Happy New Year along with them.

This is the time that we humans reflect on the past and look to the future, thinking of a New Year, a New Start, and a New Opportunity. And then we often ruin it.

Cats, being nearly perfect and not ones to think they need to change, don’t make New Year’s Resolutions. People, on the other hand (or other paw), often go through the motions of such an annual ambition more often than they follow through. I’m sure the cats shake their heads at us.

In order to avoid looking silly (sillier?) in the eyes of our Fluffy Ones, The Mister and I have decided that it is absurd to make resolutions once a year – it’s too much pressure, and almost a self-sabotaging method to begin with. It isn’t that we don’t need to self-actualize or improve or break bad habits, but to dump it all on ourselves at once is self-defeating. So to curb the insanity, we learned to not put too much stock in an arbitrary day on the calendar, and to realize that we can start over any day of the year, over and over, as long as it takes.

After all, wouldn’t it be a better year if we realized we could have a clean slate every day?

May you all have a wonderful New Start for each of the next 365 days!

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Yeti: Well, she said it: silly indeed. But I think she found a cure.

Boo: I hope they resolve to feed us more nom-noms.

Yeti: So you can get fat?

Boo: I didn’t think about that.

Yeti: Then again, when you eat too much it just comes back up….

Boo: We don’t have to talk about that now…or ever.

Yeti: Why don’t you resolve to restrain yourself?

Boo: Why don’t you resolve to mind your own business??

Yeti: It is my business if it was my food you hair-balled up…. Resolve to stop stealing!

Boo: Hey…I’m just taking hold of New Opportunity when you leave some behind.

Yeti: Way to rationalize.

Boo: Makes my year better.

Yeti: [sighs] Happy Mew Year.

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L’Amour Toujours

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Boo: Ah, it’s Valentine’s Day. Look at Missus and Mister. They seem so happy.

Yeti: You mean they seem so sappy….

Boo: Hey, I’m just glad we’re in a stable home.

Yeti: That’s true. I am, too.

Boo: I just feel a little left out…

Yeti: Why, no man in your life? You have Mister.

Boo: Not totally, and not really the same.

Yeti: Do you want the company of a male cat?

Boo: Heavens, no: too much competition for food around here as it is!

Yeti: Well then, what is it you want?

Boo: I don’t know. Valentine’s Day isn’t always about a “significant other”. I think it’s a good opportunity to show everyone you love them, no matter what kind of relationship it is.

Yeti: I don’t like the way this is heading…what is that look in your eye?

Boo: I can’t help it! I just have to! [Huuuuggg]

Yeti: Mmf! Not so hard! Hey…well, okay…hmm…zzzzz.

Boo: Sleeper hold…hug…whatever – I’ll take what I can get. [Grins, and cuddles]

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St. Catrick’s Day ™

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Boo: Happy St. Catrick’s Day.

Yeti: Happy what?

Boo: St. Catrick’s Day. Our people celebrate an Irish cat who did tricks so well they sainted him.

Yeti: That’s the most absurd thing I’ve ever heard.

Boo: I saw it on the Internet, so it must be true.

Yeti: Where on the Internet?

Boo: [mumbling] On our blog, where I just put it….

Yeti: Peekaboo! You can’t just make things up and put them on the Internet! – I mean, I know you can, but you shouldn’t.

Boo: Well I think it’s a nice story anyway.

Yeti: Okay Peekaboo, if it’s a story, then you round it out, and really make it a story.

Boo: [thinking hard] Well…once there was this cat named Patrick, and he did lots of tricks, like playing fetch, and doing pirouettes, and walking on his hind legs, and speaking and sitting on command, and doing “tornado kitty” and back flips–

Yeti: This cat sounds suspiciously familiar….

Boo: And because of his awesomesauciness, they gave him unlimited noms all the time and loved on him lots and lots–

Yeti: And this would be “projection” based in fantasy….

Boo: Don’t ruin my story by psychologizing it.

Yeti: [glibly] Beg pardon. Pray continue.

Boo: Um…and he lived happily ever after. The end.

Yeti: [blinking] Short story.

Boo: That’s a real genre, er, category, you know.

Yeti: So it is. Merely citing literary terminology does not precipitate success.

Boo: Luckily we have our own publishing venue.

Yeti: Lucky for you – not for our readership.

Boo: I’ll take a page from your book and say it only matters if I like it. [grins smugly]

Yeti: “It’s for her own good that the cat purrs.” [Irish proverb]

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Easter Kitties

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Yeti: Happy Easter.

Boo: Wait…I don’t get it. We live in the West.

Yeti: [shrugging] I didn’t name it.

Boo: I thought it was Halloween with all the candy, but now it’s all light colors instead of spooky ones.

Yeti: Nobody’s dressing us up…I already like it better than Halloween.

Boo: Hooray for that. So what is Easter?

Yeti: Confusing, for sure…something about bunnies, and church. And eggs, and I can’t figure out what those have to do with anything either. And Missus has been practicing pretty songs a lot more than normal this past week.

Boo: It’s very perplexing, but she sure is happy about it, and nicer even than normal. Even considering taxes are over with.

Yeti: Maybe it has to do with the candy.

Boo: [eyes sparkling] Yes…perhaps we should sample some….

Yeti: You do know that will end the nicer-than-normal spell quite abruptly.

Boo: Only if I get caught.

Yeti: You always get caught.

Boo: That’s what you think.

Yeti: Come on, everyone knows you’re an unconvincing liar, oh stealer of my breakfast. Not that you don’t practice.

Boo: How do you know I’m not telling the truth now?

Yeti: Um, your mouth is open and sound is coming out?

Boo: So, you’re saying I’m lying about lying?

Yeti: Maybe. I don’t know…. okay, yes – I’m saying you’re lying about lying.

Boo: But you don’t know. So I’m better at it than you want to admit.

Yeti: Not something to brag about…you do know that lying is also when you just keep silent about the truth, or make gross exaggerations even.

Boo: [Silent]

Yeti: [Wondering if she has been too harsh, or not harsh enough] What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Heh, sorry – couldn’t resist.

Boo: [Suddenly pensive] Ha, no. Something else. I’m not sure what it is.

Yeti: [Studying her companion thoughtfully] Could it be…a conscience?

Boo: I’m not unconscious, just…confused.

Yeti: No: conscience, as in, that little voice in your head that tells you lying is wrong.

Boo: How do you know about the voices?

Yeti: Uh, voices, as in plural??

Boo: No! I mean, voice…that voice. It makes me feel guilty.

Yeti: [Wary] You do know dishonesty is bad, right? That it hurts relationships, not to mention that people might not believe you when you need them?

Boo: [Sheepishly] Yeah…that’s already happened.

Yeti: I suspected that. [Puts paw on Boo’s shoulder] You can break the habit. It won’t be easy at first. I can try to help keep you in line.

Boo: How? By tattling?

Yeti: Well, yes, if needed. I haven’t so far – and look where that’s gotten us. [waits for Boo’s quiet acknowledgement] Do you want to do better, so our people trust you – always and forever, and not just so you can pull another fast one? Are you truly repentant – I mean, sorry?

Boo: [Mumbling] I am. I don’t mean to be bad. It just seems easier at the time.

Yeti: But it doesn’t end up that way, does it? It has to feel bad disappointing our People.

Boo: [Tearfully] Oh, it’s just awful! How do I stop?

Yeti: I’m afraid you’ll have to find your own best method for you. It won’t likely happen overnight, so please be patient with yourself. Remember you’ll never be perfect, and remember that Missus and Mister love you anyway no matter what. And [under breath] so do I.

Boo: [Ears perking] What did you say?

Yeti: [Straightening up and looking Peekaboo squarely in the eye] I love you. I care about your happiness, and that of Missus and Mister, and everyone. There. I said it.

Boo: And there it is, ladies and gents: an Easter miracle.

Yeti: Stop exaggerating! [Sighs, smiles and winks]

Boo: I don’t understand it yet, but I’ve decided I like Easter.

Yeti: Me too.

Both: Happy Easter!

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Caternal Instincts ™

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Yeti: Today is something called “Mother’s Day”. Our Mister brought one of those little heavy paper card things and grabbed our paws, stuck them into something wet, pressed them on it, and washed them off. Ugh, give me back my paw! It was most unpleasant – but it was over with pretty quickly. Then he gave it to Missus and she cooed and smiled and hugged and kissed him – and mauled us. It was a revolting display.

Boo: I like the attention! I’ve cuddled with her a lot today, even more than normal.

Yeti: You’re an attention addict.

Boo: No, I know how to be thankful. She’s a good mom…for a human.

Yeti: I probably wouldn’t mind it so much if they hadn’t taken me away from my own mother. But my mother told me it would happen to all of us kittens. I guess, since I’ve seen it happen to others, I did expect it – just not right then. To be fair, Mister and Missus were very enthusiastic, and were gentle with me. They seemed very proud of the seven ribbons I had won that day, and put them on display – as they should. [Looks at Peekaboo] Still, you were the worst surprise of the day when we got “home”.

Boo: Hey, you were the bad surprise. I wasn’t thrilled to share them with you. You don’t even appreciate them. I had them all to myself before you showed up! [Rethinks and smoothes her fur] When they got me at the shelter I had no mother, but that didn’t stop me from developing my mothering instincts with my cellmate then – or later with you. And you don’t even appreciate me when I bathe the back of your head where you can’t reach. You don’t reciprocate.

Yeti: Boo-hoo. I didn’t ask you to. [Winks]

Boo: That’s right. Don’t appreciate anybody! Don’t love anyone back.

Yeti: I show my appreciation by behaving. And you act up to get attention. You’re bad.

Boo: I’m not bad; I’m really good. I just do bad things [grimacing]. I don’t mean to. You know, right now you actually sound a little defensive of Missus and Mister.

Yeti: I simply like to see justice served. And I’m sorry if I judged you harshly.

Boo: That’s okay; I earn it. But really [teasing] – you like them and you know it!

Yeti: Meh, the food is good…and the brushing…and they’re pretty clean…for humans.

Boo: And they give us lots of toys! For no occasion at all!

Yeti: But…you just play with the packaging.

Boo: So do you!

Yeti: Whatever. It entertains the Missus well enough. Hope that makes her day.

Boo: You could take it a step further….

Yeti: You don’t mean…[face-paw]

Boo: Yes, I do mean: cuddle with her – voluntarily – without struggling.

Yeti: [Sighs dramatically] They don’t call me “The Elusive Yeti” for nothing.

Boo: If you can’t think of it any other way, consider that it’ll thrill her for at least a week. Although it might help you put things in perspective if you remember not just how she feeds and cleans after us, but also how good she is at brushing you, how she spoils you rotten all the time, and how she drops whatever she’s doing anytime you want something. You take her for granted!

Yeti: [Stretching] She does work magic with that brush. She knows just the right spot under my chin to scratch…she’s an expert belly-rubber…[eyes half closed]…she doesn’t get any food but my favorite…she keeps me warm with her under the covers in winter…anytime I play with her she acts like it’s the best thing ever, and her voice is so happy and soothing then….

Boo: Good – you’re in the zone now. Now, there she is. Do something about it. Something cute!!!

Yeti: Here goes….

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Cat’s Eyes (Part 2): Yikes, Yeti! ™

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Yeti: Looks like it’s nearly time for Meowloween again. Mister brought home a heap of candy yesterday.

Boo: Hooray! [Licks chops]

Yeti: Come on, you know better than that.

Boo: I can dream. Wonder if it’ll even last until the freaky little humans come to the door; he usually has to get reinforcements. It seems to be the only thing that works to make them go away. I wish I could get food for just hanging around by a door!

Yeti: You’d never leave it. Luckily this only happens once a year. Frankly, I get a little creeped out by all the scary-looking kids beating on the door.

Boo: Well, you can just creep them out right back.

Yeti: As angelic as I look? Surely you jest.

Boo: Ha, you don’t see yourself in the “light” I get to sometimes. And don’t call me Shirley.

Yeti: [Groaning] That joke’s way older than Missus.

Boo: [Glibly] I appreciate the classics.

Yeti: Still – I think your comment on my image shows that you’re delusional.

Boo: Hardly. I have documentation.

Yeti: Oh really?

Boo: Yes. Like this:

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Yeti: Oh my. That’s not Photoshopped is it?

Boo: You know I’m too lazy to set you up doing all that work. And there’s plenty more:

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Yeti: [Wincing] Oh…oh! That’s even from when I was still little. How often does this happen?

Boo: Enough to amuse Missus to put such goofy captions to them. Gotta love irony.

Yeti: [Pouts] I don’t think it’s funny.

Boo: I do!

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Yeti: Stop showing those things! I look possessed. [Frowns]

Boo: Oh, come on, I do it too. Embrace the magic. It’s almost Meowloween.

Yeti: Well…maybe I can scare off those creepy kiddies, if I can work the light angle right.

Boo: You’re better equipped with the red eye. Positively evil. It’s such great contrast against your normal appearance.

Yeti: [Nodding with a mischievous smirk] They won’t know what hit ’em.

Boo: Atta girl. Now stop looking at me like that.

Yeti: I can’t help it!

Happy Meow-loween ™

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Yeti: Darn it, Missus totally blew my plan to scare the kids, with this costume.

Boo: I wish we could trade.

Yeti: [Shifting and struggling in her outfit] I wish we had opposable thumbs.

Boo: It’s no use. Missus is genius with fasteners.

Yeti: But shows no imagination in her character choices for us. I’m so typecast.

Boo: And I’m not? Please.

Yeti: [Turning this way and that admiring herself] I do look pretty fetch, though.

Boo: And it begins.

Both: Happy Meowloween!

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Thank-Full Kitties

Yeti: Today is Thanksgiving.

Boo: It’s Turkey Day.

Yeti: It’s more than that. We’re supposed to acknowledge what we’re grateful for. I’ll start: I’m thankful for Missus and Mister.

Boo: I’m thankful for noms.

Yeti: I’m thankful for Mousi.

Boo: I’m thankful for scraps that fall on the floor. [Grins]

Yeti: I’m thankful for you bathing the back of my head. [Hoping Boo will notice]

Boo: I’m thankful for unattended dishes. [Licks chops]

Yeti: [Rolls eyes] Fine. Then I’m thankful for a warm, cozy home.

Boo: I’m thankful for turkey tidbits! [Smack! Smack!]

Yeti: I’m thankful we’re all happy and healthy.

Boo: I’m thankful for cheese, and milk, and pudding, and fish, and….

Yeti: [Under her breath] I’m thankful I’m not such a single-minded glutton.

Boo: …and chicken, and barbecue pork, and drips of butter, and…. Whew! I’m thank-full.

Yeti: I guess that’s what it’s all about. Sort of….

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Christmews Wrap ™(Part 1)

XmasGiftKittiesYeti: [Stumbling upon a newly-appeared cache of Holiday wraps and bows] Ah-hahaha…I know what this means!

Boo: Oh boy!!! [Charges into the pile, scattering cardboard, tissue and ribbon everywhere]

Yeti: [Hearing approaching footsteps] Ssshhh! You blew it noisy girl – here she comes.

Boo: Rats. Scram!

Missus: [Entering the area in a panic] Kitties! Outta there! [She flushes them out of the room and closes the door.] I can’t leave my guard down for one moment with you two. Gnawing ribbons is dangerous. I shouldn’t have left the door open. Go on now; scoot!

Kitties: Mew? Purrroww?

Missus: Go on. Santa’s going to leave coal in your stockings, if you’re not careful.

Boo: [In a whisper to Yeti as they skedaddle] Is that edible?

Yeti: [Whispering back] If you like stuff on fire.

Boo: [Out loud, sticking her tongue out] No thanks.

Missus: [From the room they were just in] Hello? Kitties, is that you?

Yeti: [Still whispering to Boo] Keep it down; you’re going to ruin us! [Boo winces; they run upstairs]

Boo: That was close!

Yeti: We have a pact; she just can’t catch us talking. There’s a lot of sneaking around hiding things this time of year, and we’re going to have to be extra careful; we’re too in the habit of using their language. I’m putting the kibosh on it for now.

Boo: Even on the mlog?

Yeti: No, silly.

Boo: Right. What fun are the holidays if we can’t mess with their minds? [She jumps as a toy fish lands next to them from out of nowhere] MEOW!

Yeti: [Facepaws] We’re through….

Boo: [Rattled, whispering again] …uh…w-where is she? [Yeti shrugs, scouts and returns]

Yeti: I don’t see her. She must have thrown it up the stairwell and left. We’re safe. Whew.

Boo: Or…she’s messing with us.

Both Kitties: [Tails drooping with dread] Nooo….

Missus: [Coming up the stairs] Kitties! Who wants supervised ribbon-playing time?

Kitties: Meow! Me! Mew! Me!

Missus: Aw, you’re almost talking. There it is. Get it! Yeah, that’s right! Good girls!

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