Awww, Hurricane’s in Trouble…
Let me enlighten you with the actions yesterday at our house somewhere between 4:00 and 5:00am; how was I to discern it was a weekend? As a rule, since I AM the little sister, I don’t know these finer points in life quite yet because I’m still so young, you know? (That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it!)
But Hurricane told me to pounce on the bed and sink my teeth into Daddy’s toes- therefore like all obedient little sisters; I do as I’m told. I did! And Daddy hollered at me to go away, ‘It’s the weekend!’
So sheepishly, I park myself on the windowsill and gaze at my birdie-friends. I observe as Dad sits up and rubs his eyes, and all of a sudden I hear this, ‘What the H-E- double hockey sticks!’ I can’t say those words or else I’ll get scolded so I hope I spelled that naughty word correctly.
Nee Nee wakes up of course and I need to investigate what Daddy is referring to and you’ll never believe what I spotted?
OH MY GOSH!!! Hurricane has patches of blue fur on his belly, on his paws, on his head…I giggle ‘cuz he looks silly! He has insignias of sapphire on the quilt, on the bathroom tile….
Then Daddy spots more, well spots…he follows the blue crumbs so to speak underneath the bed which is Hurricane’s hiding spot when he realizes he’s in trouble and sure enough, Daddy discovers the culprit—YEP, OH BOY! OH BOY! …a blue fountain ink pen! And it wasn’t in one piece!
Yes indeed! Hurricane had crushed that writing utensil to smithereens and ink blemishes covet the floor covering. So of course, Hurricane lunges below the surface to hide and becomes yet more immersed in fluid prior to sneaking out which dabs more territory of the room painting a canvas of cobalt.
AWWWW, can’t help but feel sorry for the guy…the tirade of attempting to unsoil the carpet, the bed, Hurricane took quite awhile with a great deal of mumbling underneath Daddy and NeeNee’s breath. Some of the words I didn’t understand but then you know what?
Hurricane is giving Daddy lickey-lickie’s on his face tattling it was MY fault because I hopped up on the night stand and lobbed it to the floor. Can you believe that? …ratted out by my own brother!
I AM SO MAD!! The nerve of him and to believe I felt sorry for him. At the moment I’m in hot water…
Daddy said Hurricane had a grand departing gift; azure smudges on his fur. Well, where’s my parting gift?!
Never mind…I think I’ll just hide up here to hide until the situation blows over.
Anyone want a new kitty? I'm really not any trouble~
27 comments:
LOL LOL, what a mess!! Hurricane has done it now. I don't really think it's any of your fault kitty...Hurricane should know better. I can picture the mess. Glad it's at your house and not mine!! ...debbie
Blame it on daddy. He should have put the pen in a place where you couldn't get to including the top of his dresser ;o)
We don't think it's your fault either. Definitely your human dad's, for being foolish enough to leave that out where it could "explode" on its own and create a mess, for which you would be blamed.
Our mom's wondering how the heck you get ink stains out, though. :-/
Oh dear! I guess I'd pass the blame if I could too. Thanks for the giggle. Happy Sunday! :o)
How could they blame such a sweet face as yours!
oh, ink spots on carpet, tile and bedding (and dogs!) does not sound like fun!!!
Oh my!!! Well, have you been able to get the ink out of everything?? That would seem almost impossible.....
thanks for the giggles..good Luck getting the ink cleaned up..
~~HUGS~~
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Angel Kitty - you are innocent!!! And Hurricane is too!! I blame the erm... the table!! It;s all the table's fault!!
Take care
x
Oh this is sweet. I can imagine your frustration, but what an adorable face she has. Perfect markings.
So to speak.
LOL and poor Hurricane probably thinks he is turning into a cat. :)
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
LOL what a mess is right. Daddy was home and hollered at you to go away :) That is funny
What say we do an exchange. I'll take you and they can have Minnie who is trouble free but has world class awful gas. Then they will appreciate you.
Uh oh. Sounds like a mess!! Just hide out until it blows over!
Was it at least a pretty shade of blue? Fourth of July is just around the corner. Maybe you two could get into some strawberries or something. Then a nice tumble in the bedroom. If mom and dad are at all patriotic they'll have nothing to do but show off your important work to friends. Heck, you could become famous with just a few phone calls to the right people...
Are mom and dad buying any of this?
O.K., I'll take you...
Blessings, Debbie
In my house he would get a name change, PenLicker or Blue Boy.
I'll have you, Angel Kitty! Come on over to London!
It really wasn't your fault! But next time you might want to get a second opinion...we'll all help you out with advice!!!
Oh NO!!!! Ink is not a fun item to remove. Poor kitty;)
Aw what a sweet face. Who could possibly blame Angel Kitty... It wasn't your fault - really!! LOL This is so cute though. But I wouldn't want to be the one to clean it all up. Hope all is back to normal.
I hope the blue was peacock blue. Also it is not really Hurricane's fault. You can not blame any one for being curious:)
Oh no ~ what a mess! Well, kitties will be kitties and dogs will be dogs so what is a mom and dad to do? I hope the blue doesn't last too long!
xo Catherine
Fab meeting you and love this Blog, the pics are so cute! x
I am sure that Angle-Kitty is not as pure and sweet as she would like everyone to think.
My cat, Kit, gets Toby in trouble all the time and then sits back and enjoys the comotion. kt
That's one cute kitty
With a sweet little angel face like your how could you possibly have caused such a commotion? Of course there are cats in our house (you are invited to come over, there is always room for one more) and we know they are "always" completely innocent.
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