It wasn’t their fault.
If he sleeps hot, he doesn’t want a Maine Coon! According to breed standards and online forums, Maine Coons are supposed to be very smart cats. VBC used to dribble his head against the floor when she thought he was getting out of line and probably knocked all of his brains out his ears in the process.
I woke up to three inches of snow on the ground so I put some cat kibble on a plate and put it outside the french doors for the crows to find. It didn’t take them long and while they kept a close eye on me through the glass, they didn’t mind that Jolene was right at the glass watching them eat. Her tail was lashing and she was chittering and was just positive that if I would only open the door, she could catch her own dinner tonight.
GG went over and sat next to Jolene to see what she was getting so excited about and the crows took one look at him and took off. I tried to tell them that they didn’t need to worry about the big one, but the kibble has sat out there untouched ever since.
I’m glad you had such a good time and that your dinner turned out so well.
Only a bus load? Scoffs! I got them by the destroyer full! Hell, when the USS Constitution came into harbor, all the sailors put on their dress whites and lined up on deck to salute me!
Actually, they were saluting the USS Arizona but I was there so it counted!!!
I agree, I WANT to see! I’ll bet you were just too cute for words.
I never did that, but only because of lack of opportunity!
Blood feuds like that don’t usually just happen overnight. They are usually caused by a bunch of ongoing petty shit until it takes on a life of its own.
And kids nowadays think that us old folks don’t know what computers are when we are the ones who grew up alongside the digital age.
I’m really looking forward to seeing pics! I’m glad you are enjoying it already.
They didn’t have cool stuff like that when I was a kid 
Today we learned that Jolene is a fair weather cat. Hubs closes the bedroom door after he gets up and the fuzzbutts go with him because they want their breakfast. He turned the up to 70 and did h is things. When I opened the bedroom door, Jolene cam flying across the house to the bedroom. “Awww” says me “she loves me” just in time for her to dodge my leg and leap into my pillow and then squirm under the blankets to my warm spot.
I turned the heat up and she finally came out and has been curled up mostly under GG ever since.