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Tilting at Windmills

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October 26, 2007
By: Kevin Drum

FRIDAY CATBLOGGING....I'm too far away from the fires to offer any dramatic pictures, but the picture of Domino on the left gives you an idea of how ruddy the sunlight was around here a couple of days ago, what with all the smoke and ash in the air. Flee the devil cat!

Inkblot, for some reason, got a wild hair up his butt last night and was zooming around upstairs chasing after God knows what for about half an hour. The picture on the right came near the end of his evening frolic, after he jumped in the bathtub to see what was in there. A few minutes after I took this picture, he was finally tuckered out and was purring his furry little face off as Marian scratched his tummy while he stretched out in the tub. All was well in the world.

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yes, it does look very red.

Posted by: Michele on October 26, 2007 at 2:57 PM | PERMALINK

Inkblot, for some reason, got a wild hair up his butt last night and was zooming around upstairs chasing after God knows what for about half an hour.

Evening crazies. Typical for house cats.

Posted by: JeffII on October 26, 2007 at 2:59 PM | PERMALINK

JeffII: Yeah. But last night, for some reason, was a little more nutzo than usual.

Posted by: Kevin Drum on October 26, 2007 at 3:01 PM | PERMALINK

Ah, but last night was the full moon. It's to be expected, no?

Posted by: Tee on October 26, 2007 at 3:04 PM | PERMALINK

Last night Cleopatra, THE empress of THE universe, also went nutso.

I looked out the window, there was a harvest moon.

Maybe Inkblot was swayed by the full moon too? That might explain why he is in the tub, all prepared to pull down his pants and moon you.

INKBLOT FOR PRESIDENT!

Posted by: optical weenie on October 26, 2007 at 3:05 PM | PERMALINK

Domino sure loves her bench, huh? She looks so poignant... looking off into the firey sky. And Inkblot looks like he's hunkering down into his foxhole, ready to steady the troops.

If we was in a foxhole, my Natalie (my maine coon) and I would want Inkblot with us!

INKBLOT FOR PRESIDENT!

Posted by: The Squirrel on October 26, 2007 at 3:10 PM | PERMALINK

If you're going to show us your bathtub at least Marian could be in it. I vote for Friday Marian Bathtub Blogging.

Posted by: steve duncan on October 26, 2007 at 3:23 PM | PERMALINK

Steve: Uh huh. That would do wonders for the old marriage, wouldn't it?

Posted by: Kevin Drum on October 26, 2007 at 3:33 PM | PERMALINK

Domino's new CD: "Their Feline Satanic Majesties Request."

And we can safely assume from the Inkblot picture that the tub was completely dry.

Posted by: Vincent on October 26, 2007 at 3:44 PM | PERMALINK

Thank goodness for our housecats. My Bougie and Mioche are moments of Zen for us both!

Posted by: beth on October 26, 2007 at 3:48 PM | PERMALINK

Friday Catblogging is one of my primary stop offs in the cyber world on Friday's. Great pix, as always.

Good to hear that all of you are safe and sound.

Posted by: Helen Rainier on October 26, 2007 at 3:52 PM | PERMALINK

I thought Harvest Moon was September, and Hunter's Moon was October.

Our Dexter looks out the kitchen window, on guard for the falling leaves. (Said leaves will be 2 feet deep in my yard next month.) He is more fascinated by leaves out the window than moths in the summer.

Posted by: ThresherK on October 26, 2007 at 4:01 PM | PERMALINK

Ahhhhhh, Fridays.

Sit back, relax, and watch Inkblot take a bath on Kevin TV.

Domino is a magnificant feline specimen. To get a sence of scale, could you put a quarter next him one of these Fridays?

Posted by: Zit on October 26, 2007 at 4:01 PM | PERMALINK

We spent part of our vacation in Santa Barbara in August. As we walked around there was a constant fine sifting of ash from a fire that apparently was consuming half the county. Our car would become a different color overnight. Few seemed particularly concerned.

Posted by: Jeffrey Davis on October 26, 2007 at 4:13 PM | PERMALINK

Inkblot, for some reason, got a wild hair up his butt last night...

I always thought the expression was "a wild hare."

Posted by: Matthew on October 26, 2007 at 4:14 PM | PERMALINK

Kevin, I'm sure you're well aware that cats need no reason to have a wild hair up their butt. Any old reason will do. You probably looked at Inkblot just a little too long for comfort.

ThresherK, you are correct. Last night's moon was the Hunter's Moon.

Posted by: bigcat on October 26, 2007 at 4:14 PM | PERMALINK

The best pet-blogging is right here, IMHO. And I am not a big fan of critters in the house. But this blog almost makes me change my mind.

Posted by: nocrittersinthehouse on October 26, 2007 at 4:19 PM | PERMALINK

Kevin: "Inkblot, for some reason, got a wild hair up his butt last night and was zooming around upstairs chasing after God knows what for about half an hour."

Unbeknownst to you, the cat had cornered the al Qa'eda operatives who deliberately set all those Southern California wildfires, after they snuck through your bathroom window and tried to hide under your bed. But according to FOX and Friends, you -- being the stereotypical far-left liberal apologist that you are -- weren't paying attention because you were so busy smearing Rudy Giuliani, so they all got away. Bill O'Reilly will undpubtedly have more to say on your shameless terrorist-coddling later this evening.

Posted by: Donald from Hawaii on October 26, 2007 at 4:25 PM | PERMALINK

I vote for Friday Marian Bathtub Blogging.

Would that mean Marian, with a laptop, in the bathtub?

tried to hide under your bed.

But it was too cramped what with Michelle Malkin already under keeping a vigilant(e) eye on Mr. Drum's household.

Posted by: ckelly on October 26, 2007 at 4:44 PM | PERMALINK

Kevin: Congrats on being called the best political blogger. I've been telling people here in Kansas that since 2004.

Posted by: Kstan on October 26, 2007 at 4:48 PM | PERMALINK

Odd.

Here I thought we were the only family in the world whose cat winds up the "daily crazies" (aka: Blampin') in an empty bathtub attacking the loofa and swatting bars of soap around.

Its his favorite place to play.

Now if we can only get him to clean out his hair from the drain when he's done,...but by that time he's switched his focus to typing.

Posted by: Save Ferris on October 26, 2007 at 4:51 PM | PERMALINK

Cats are cute.

Nothing about Charlie Rangel's tax plan? Not disavowing it already are you?

There's privatization in Iraq and apparently here in the states where AIG is protecting the expensive houses of clients in Calif.

Posted by: TJM on October 26, 2007 at 4:52 PM | PERMALINK

I always thought the expression was "a wild hare."

Now that would be painful!

Posted by: thersites on October 26, 2007 at 4:57 PM | PERMALINK

But this blog almost makes me change my mind."
Posted by: nocrittersinthehouse on October 26, 2007 at 4:19 PM

Yes, there are those of us who love our animals so much that the few problem items listed below cannot detract us from keeping our furry friends in the house, such as:

-fleas and ticks or de-fleaing and de-ticking.
-the dead bodies of things offered to you for praise.
-the ALMOST dead bodies of things offered to you for praise.
-hair ball tracks on electronic equipment and leather furniture.
-stepping in a pile of something cold and wet first thing in the morning or right after a shower.
-hair in your mouth, your coffee, your panty hose.
-chew marks in any food you have left on the counter and the mysterious disappearance of any unguarded meats (unedible remains found later under the couch).
-furry bodies on the very surface you currently need, be it counter, keyboard, or plate.
-hair on your couch, your face towels, your pillow.
-a scratch mark, claw hole, nip or love bite somewhere on your body regularly.
-shouting an order in the house YOU pay mortgage on and having it ignored.
-water slopped, food slopped, litter slopped, and anything else that can be slopped, slopped.
-hair on your best black clothes, in your freezer, stuck to the heel of your left shoe.
-empty cat food cans outnumbering the empty beer cans.
-them needing love when you don't, and you needing love when they don't.
-hair in your car, in your eyes, in your thank you notes.

Did I miss anything catwise?

Posted by: Zit on October 26, 2007 at 5:17 PM | PERMALINK

There is something about bathtubs and cats. Both my cats love the tub ... in the summer I thinks its the coolness of the tile, but that doesnt explain the winter draw.

Posted by: Tang on October 26, 2007 at 5:19 PM | PERMALINK

Zit,

You left out their endearing habit of planting themselves on the bed exactly where your feet would like to be to avoid back pain. When you're asleep.

Our Comrade used to walk along the edge of the bathtub while I was bathing. Very unesettling...

Posted by: thersites on October 26, 2007 at 5:24 PM | PERMALINK

Do I discern Marian's shoulder bag next to Domino on the bench?

Evidently protecting it from those evil AQ types (and that evil Malkin type under the bed).

Posted by: Orlando Furioso on October 26, 2007 at 5:29 PM | PERMALINK

zip, you underestimated the hair.

And you forgot to mention cat hair in your contact lenses all summer long because the cats like to sleep in the sink.

Posted by: Diana on October 26, 2007 at 5:35 PM | PERMALINK

My Siamese would do that all the time. He'd suddenly look around and seem to think "I have to be in the next room RIGHT NOW" and off he'd go. Cats are supposed to delicate and light footed, but he sounded more like a dog than a cat as he galloped around.

Cats are like that.

Posted by: Joshua Norton on October 26, 2007 at 5:44 PM | PERMALINK

Inkblot, for some reason, got a wild hair up his butt last night

It's funny how, with cats, you can't tell whether the expression above is a metaphor or not.

Posted by: RSA on October 26, 2007 at 6:00 PM | PERMALINK

"Cats are supposed to be delicate and light footed, but he sounded more like a dog than a cat as he galloped around."

I had a friend who paraphrased Carl Sandburg regardubg that phenomenon: The fog creeps in on little cat feet--clumpty clump, clumpty clump.

I have many people tell me that cats hallucinate. I think that is a reasonable explanation for my two cats.

Posted by: Mazurka on October 26, 2007 at 8:23 PM | PERMALINK

Zit,

You may have tangentially referred to this, but you might add cats that sit, bathe, loll on the newspaper you are trying to read, or the crossword puzzle you're trying to solve. There's also the age-old battle between objects on the table and the cat's ability to engage gravity to amuse itself.

Posted by: bigcat on October 27, 2007 at 1:48 AM | PERMALINK

Why is there never any dogblogging?

I may have to bite Kevin.

Posted by: Fido on October 27, 2007 at 1:52 AM | PERMALINK

Doc larry does Beagle Blogging

Posted by: Blue Girl, Red State (aka G.C.) on October 27, 2007 at 2:23 AM | PERMALINK

Evening crazies. Typical for house cats.
Posted by: JeffII

We have always referred to this as 'Kitty Fits' and they're a regular late evening feature of feline behavior. I read why this is at some point but both the reason and the source have vanished from the data base.

"There is, incidentally, no way of talking about cats that enables one to come off as a sane person." - Dan Greenberg

Posted by: MsNThrope on October 27, 2007 at 8:39 AM | PERMALINK

"the dead bodies of things offered to you for praise"

I thought it was to teach us how to hunt.

After all, my cat has never seen me kill a critter, so I'm obviously deficient in a necessary skill. How I haven't starved to death by now is a wonder.

Posted by: ThresherK on October 27, 2007 at 10:01 AM | PERMALINK

The cat in the tub looks just like Roger Elvis Allen, my 3 legged cat.

Posted by: merl allen on October 27, 2007 at 10:12 AM | PERMALINK

Looks like Domino is trying out her neat Halloween costume; a little she devil.

Inkblot could have been chaseing that ghost no one has, as of yet, noticed.

Posted by: James on October 28, 2007 at 3:01 AM | PERMALINK

There is a new cat food commercial I saw (Iams?) that features a cat that likes to show off his belly and have it scratched. It just makes me go, Awwwwww.

Posted by: steverino on October 28, 2007 at 8:59 AM | PERMALINK




 

 

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