MMP Mystery – What’s up with Murray??

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Saturday morning. FCD calls me from the dining room.

“Did you leave this drawer open?”

“What drawer?” I asked, as I headed toward his voice.

The bottom drawer of the hutch was open about 3”. A red cloth napkin was on the floor. A placemat was partially pulled out.

“Um, no,” I said, “I wasn’t in there.”

Bernie is not nearly that ambitious. Nor that curious. Neither of us sleepwalk. That left one option, since we’re pretty sure the house isn’t hosting a poltergeist.

Murray. Sweet, affectionate, purr-ball Murray.

While she was still living in our bedroom, FCD caught her one day trying to open my underwear drawer. So we note the tendency. Something in the bottom drawer of the hutch called to her. And she answered. Maybe it was the napkin. Probably not the placement, though, since it was only partly extricated. Perhaps one of the tablecloths, which are all too heavy for a little cat.

Whatever. We put it all back and shut the drawer.

Sunday morning, the drawer was again open. Nothing was removed. But it was open nonetheless.

Are we harboring a klepto kitty?? :eek:

Happy Monday!!

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Wow. Your drawers must open easily! I’ve never had a cat who could open one, though doors were no problem. But leave a drawer open, and Angel will be right up in there making a nest. Chloe and Tweak could care less, but Angel has a definite drawer fetish.

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Sounds like a talented klepto-kitty to me. Barely awake. ::Yawn:: But there’s an MMP here, so I have to respond. It’s a rule.

:::MUST have coffee:::

GT

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[Robin Williams]
Good moooornin’ MMP!
[/Robin Williams]

That’s pretty strange, FCM You have to catch her in the act and snap a picture for us. I wanna know how she opens the drawer!

Back to the grind. Joy.

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None of mine are that talented yet. Maxx the younger, may very well develop such talent eventually but, he’s still too small.
Not much happened this weekend. I went junk shopping, but didn’t find anything interesting. I went to Costco, and found waaay to much interesting. I figured out that if I count the items in my basket and multiply by ten I’m within $5 of my total. I had 22 items. :eek:
Oh well, we won’t have to go again for a while.
Happy Monday everyone. It’s T minus 6 days and counting until the Seahawks win the Superbowl.

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Our cats are pretty boring too. Nothing like Murray.

Happy Monday, y’all. You won’t see me around much today. Our water heater started leaking last night, so I’ve gotta replace it today. But I had to come into work first for a few “must do” items.

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Wow. That’s impressive. Both of mine are so dumb they run headfirst into walls. Congratulations on having a smart cat.

You do know she’s plotting something, right? You only think that placemats are harmless.

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I wouldn’t dismiss the poletergeist just yet, FCM. Drawers opening and thing coming out of them seem to be the poltergeist’s stock in trade.

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A-going to town to git some supplies.

Anybody need anything?

Here’s my list, so far:

pop
sweet n low
peanut butter
bananas
flour
toilet paper
contract to break knees of --oops! wrong list

I think you should clear out said drawer and leave it open, just a crack–and see what happens…just be sure to not close it w/o looking. :eek: Cat masoleum!

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Morning, everybody! You may have noticed my conspicuous absence for the latter half of last week–we’ll just say there was prolonged intestinal distress, and leave it at that. Stomach flu = bad.

But, I was feeling better by Saturday, and we went and picked up my roommate’s new kitty, an 18-month old slab of meat pre-named Chunk. We decided to keep that name. It fits him. (And has inspired no end of “Sloth Love Chunk” jokes, of course.) He’s bigger than both my cats put together, and has spent the majority of the last 72 hours under my bed, but he comes out when he’s hungry, and Khan and Sirius are slowly becoming accustomed. He’s jumpy, but he’ll settle down soon enough. Nobody’s outright beat the crap out of anybody else, so I call that good.

I spent Saturday putting together bookshelves and organizing the library, which is still a mess, but slightly easier to move around in than it used to be. There’s still one bookshelf all boxed up in the back of my car, and hopefully I’ll get that together tonight and finish the damned room. I’m getting terribly sick of all this unpacking crap. I unpacked about twenty boxes yesterday, though, and the end is in sight.

So, what did I miss, anyway?

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Tigger, the orange boy who belongs to The Princess[sup]TM[/sup] can open doors and get to just about anywhere’s he wants. POLC…not so much. Course, she is 18 years old and a tad sketchy in the head. Do cats get Old Timers Disease? Buddy, the cockatiel cannot open drawers but loves deep dark places which you would think is weird what with him being a bird an all. Oh, and the chihuahua is a natural born burrower. Mr. Anachi has the master bath all apart and there is one panel on the side of the tub that is off and there is a little cave like space there. I can’t keep either of the girl dogs out of there. For some reason it’s irresistable.

ATTENTION!!! I managed to get out of Chez Target paying the lowest. cover. charge. EVER!! Only $37.00 and that was with tax. I’m so proud. :smiley: I bought a grill pan. I’ve been wanting one and meal planning dictated chicken caesar salad for dinner last night so I bought one. I really like it. The chicken was nummy.

That’s all I got for now.

Tupug

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The ancient Egyptians, as I’m sure you’re all aware, held a very special place for cats in their society. Cats were regarded as being protected by the goddess Bast, and were sometimes given gold jewelry to wear and allowed to eat from their owner’s plates; many were also mummified and buried with their owners[sup]1[/sup]. In short, thousands of years ago the Egyptians worshipped cats as sacred.

Cats have not forgotten this. FCM, your cat is delusional.

My weekend was … eh. I mean, getting rejected bummed me out, but I’ll be okay. What’s still bothering me is the underlying cause - being single is driving me nuts. And I’m not likely to find anyone to date on campus this (my last) semester. Did I mention there are three guys for every girl at this school? I mean, three guys, forcryingoutloud. On the RPI campus, the student population is 75% male and 25% female. Twenty fucking five percent. That’s half of the voter turnout in this country, and that’s saying something. With a guy/girl ratio like this, it’s like musical chairs, only everyone sat down around 1962.

On a brighter note, rigs, would you mind grabbing a personal jetpack for me? Thanks ever so much love.

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My cats used to play catch, and goooooooooooood morning MMP. It’s a bright morning after a foggy start, and we’re busy sucking down the first of two 52 oz jugs of coffee. Yessirreee, we do loves our caffeine.

I had two cats as a child who played catch. Scooter and Sasha. Both bluepoint Siamese. They’d sit up on the hutch, and I’d sit on the floor. You know those folded paper triangle “footballs” we play with as kids and drunken adults? I’d toss it up, one of them would reach up and grab it with both paws and sit back, holding it. Then, if I asked nicely, she’d shove it over the edge so I could catch it. And so it went. For hour after mind-numbing hour.

Student is coming here to take a workshop and is stuck in traffic. Well, duh fellah. So we’ll start late and go later into the evening. If it were warm out, I’d be psyched because we could do more outside. As it is, we will still work outside some but more of it in the living room and staircase.

I’m frustrated at Home Depot. Yet again. No reason why I shouldn’t be able to walk in and buy the bags of cement I need. And yet, they are out. Totally. It’s lunacy, now I have to drive all over Hellencreation just to find more. ( There’s a thread about pun names, and I oughta post into it, " Paging Mrs. Creation? Mrs. Helen Creation? Go to the Eternity Desk next to Lingerie to meet your partner". :smiley: )

Maybe this fellow will be lucky, and I’ll take him to our local diner. For some fine Gyros with special tachini sauce !! Hmmmm. Love a nice gyro.

So much to do, so little time. I haven’t touched the taxes paperwork, and I must must must get on that. I’ve got to buy my nephew a Dell laptop. It’s a deal I made. He does CAD work for me on SolidWorks, I buy him a laptop. Considering what he is facing in terms of the work, it’s a good deal all around. He has time and brains but no scratch, I have scratch for him but no way of learning SolidWorks. Need a 3-D CAD rendering of an invention poste haste, to send to a factory in an unnameable country far away that will take over the United States in the next 25-30 years and alter once again the power balance on the planet like nothing we’ve seen since Charlemagne. ( Karl De Magne ) :wink:

Spatial Rift 47, I am not sure that what they were doing in 1962 was sitting down. I was born that year. They were doin’ SOMEPIN, but it wasn’t sitting down.

I don’t think. :eek:

Cartooniverse

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Diet Dr. Pepper
Carrot Cake
Some of the Medditeranian cheese style yogurt. NOT the regular yogurt, the cheese style yogurt.
Table Water Crackers
Seven cans of chili
Alka Seltzer

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At my school, we had ten men for every woman. And I still had a hard time getting laid. sigh :smiley:

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My SIL’s kitty plays yo-yo with Baby Cherry. They take turns dragging the thing across the floor and chasing each other with it. It’s beyond adorable!

I spent the weekend cleaning house, not grocery shopping and getting laid. :smiley: Sorry Drae. But old women having sex is the Latest Thing, if the bestseller list is to believed. I saw a review in the paper Sunday of a new book called Sex and the Seasoned Woman.

I have a new dishwasher! The one that came with the house is a POS in the extreme. This new one is quiet and has a stainless steel inside. How big an old-fart am I that the purchase of major applicances makes me giddy?

I found out Saturday that I won’t be going out to dinner for at least another year. Darling Baby Cherry turned into The Spawn of Hell before my very eyes in Ruby Tuesday. A plate full of food was flung to the floor, amid other chaos. There is this intermediatry period, for those of you without children, that you cannot go in public with the little 'uns. As infants they’re portable. Then they turn into this crazed, wild toddlers that run headlong into everything and pull things from tables and shelves. Then at about 3 they calm back down again, or at least can be plied with crackers. Let me know what’s new and interesting in the restaurant world until then, will ya? <pathetic look>

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So this weekend, Anagramless guy and I go to Fayetteville. Here’s the results:

Friday:
Slept

Saturday:
Went to a restaurant with good reviews for breakfast, ate crappy breakfast.
Stocked up on Asian groceries (Arkadelphia has no Asian grocery)
Shopped for camera lenses
Went to Apple Store
Went to Best Buy for iPod accessories
Ate lunch at a very fun Thai place
Bed, Bath and Beyond, where I look at knives
2 fabric stores (A-less guy is reupholstering his couch)
Bed, Bath and Beyond, where I look at knives
Horrendously expensive dinner
Slept

Sunday:
Denny’s
Wal-Mart (in search of our favorite condoms)
Bed, Bath and Beyond, where there’s finally a guy who knows anything about knives, and I buy knives and other gadgetry (silicone spatulas!)
Other Wal-Mart, where we find the condoms, and more kitchenry
Best Buy, where I score a 400 gig hard drive.

That’s probably going to be as tedious to read as it was to type. But after typing it all, I’m not going to go back and delete it.

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I don’t know how to parse that. Did you clean house instead of grocery shopping, but you also happened to get laid? Or did you clean in lieu of both activities?

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She cleaned the house, did not go shopping (though she probably needed to), and got laid.

I did none of those things. :slight_smile:

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Hee hee. This weekend I …

  1. cleaned house
  2. didn’t grocery shop
  3. had sex

Better? :slight_smile: