Feral Friday: Family Funday

Hola kitties! 2021 treating you OK? You shoulda been in the condo last Sunday! More appropriately it was more like FUNday. I've been waiting for action like this for months. The peeps did two loads of laundry including TW's sheets. She decided that Pop should help her turn over her queen-size mattress something they've done many times before.

The peeps were turning it upside down. They lifted the mattress over the head of the bed. Then TW discovered she couldn't move the bottom of the mattress. Thinking Pop had a good grip on the top of the mattress, she let go to pull on the bottom with both hands. He didn't. The entire weight of the mattress came down on her head and left shoulder; the one she had trouble with a couple of months ago. She said it felt like she was hit by a bus.

For dinner, we were having part of the leftover ham from New Year's day complete with the leftover gravy. You might think you know where this is headed but you might not be right. The gravy is made up of brown sugar, orange juice and pineapple juice. It's sticky. 

Pop smashed the potatoes and TW nuked the gravy. While she was setting the table, she suddenly heard a loud crash and something breaking as Pop brought the hot gravy over to the table. When he opened the microwave door, he pushed a glass off the counter. Not any glass; TW's Waterford glass. The glass hit and broke Pop's little drummer boy Nutcracker toy. TW was besides herself and Pop was on his hands and knees mopping up water still in the glass. They looked all over for the glass which TW thought might still be saved. Just as TW went to look on the chair, Pop moved the chair.

CRASH! SMASH! TINKLE! PING! The Waterford crystal shattered into a million pieces. I came running over with my notebook to take notes for this blog. Hey, you can always count on me to be wherever there's broken glass! They turned on the overheads and TW got out the evil vacuum to pick up the smaller pieces of glass that Pop couldn't by hand. All the while, their dinner was getting cold. Even worse than the fact that dinner was late, was the fact that the ham was still wrapped up and I couldn't get at it while they were preoccupied. Well, at least I got a blog post out of it.

One last note: the microwave was full of the sticky gravy and had to be cleaned up. [Ed. note: they should teach cleaning with vinegar in Home Ec. 101.]

Friendly Fill-Ins

Now it's time to join the Friendly Fill-Ins, a weekly feature held at this time, which is already in progress. Our hosts—15andmeowing and Four Legged Furballs—need no innerductions as they are giants in the cat blogging world. They think up the fill-ins and I fill in the answers. My answers are underlined and in italics. This week my image relates to all—or none—of the fill-ins. Take your pick

1. I hope my home life never changes. Seriously, where else am I gonna find all this good stuff to blog about? What other place will have the excitement of broken glass and falling mattresses on the same day? Intrigue! Injuries! Excitement!

2. The luckiest I have ever been was when I found my furever castle.

3. I never thought I would get older, but I did. Can you believe Pop called me geriatric the other day? I'd expect it out of TW but not Pop.

4. I'm waiting for Godot, whoever that it. Spoiler alert: Godot never shows up. HAH!

Caturday Art

I've been working on this still-life of a bathroom sink for a long time, but it needed something. Finally I figured it out. It needed a stunning cat as I painted myself on the edge of the sink. Yep, that's what it needed.

Caturday Art is hosted by the lovely Athena Cat Goddess Wise Kitty and her mum to showcase the latest art by anipal artists using the many different digital apps, Photoshop or original art.