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Scratchy and Bubba

Bubba lives across the street. He’s black like Scratchy. He used to hang out in our yard a lot. He would lay in the driveway or in the yard. Sometimes he would get on our window ledge and peek in. Scratchy would get on the other side of the window and growl at him when he did that. Scratchy seems to think he owns the area outside our house even though he doesn’t get to go out there.

What Scratchy doesn’t realize is that the area outside our house is mine. I’m the only one who gets to go out there – besides my people, that is. I had to convince Bubba of that too. It’s kind of hard to chase a cat when you’re on a leash, but I managed to do it. It’s really fun when cats run away.

I finally got the message through to Bubba. He doesn’t come over in our yard any more. He stays at home. I kind of wish he’d come back though. I need another cat to chase.

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Posted by Bongo on September 14, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor, pets

Tags: Bubba, Cat, Scratchy

Cabinet Cat

12 Sep

Scratchy's Safe Place

When I first came to live in my house Scratchy was already there. I don’t think he liked me very much. I hardly knew he was around for a long time. He hung out on top of the kitchen cabinets and only came down to eat and use his litter box. Then he jumped right back up to the top of those cabinets.

I kind of wanted to get to know Scratchy, but I really didn’t mind that he stayed out of the way because that meant I had the people all to myself. I had been living in dog jail for a long time and I had to share the people there with lots of other dogs. Having people of my own was like heaven for me.

Scratchy finally got tired of hanging out by himself and decided to come down. It took him about ten months though. Now I had someone else to play with, but he didn’t play fair. He’d jump up onto a counter so he was higher than me and when I jumped up to get to the same height he’d scratch me on the nose. Ouch!!!

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Posted by Bongo on September 12, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor, pets

Tags: Cat, Cats and Dogs, Scratchy

Bedroom Access

27 Aug

I made Scratchy run

At night I usually sleep in the bedroom with one of my people. My bed is in her room and sometimes I sleep on that but more often I stretch out on the carpet. Scratchy doesn’t like to go into the bedroom at night because my person shuts her door and Scratchy likes to have free access to his litter box. I guess it’s too much for him to wake up our person and wait for her to get up and open the door for him. I don’t have any problems with that. I usually don’t need to get up at night but if I do I make sure my person gets up and lets me out. I don’t let up until she does.

In the morning Scratchy usually decides he wants to join us in the bedroom, so what does he do? He claws on the carpet outside the bedroom door. Our person gets out of bed, opens the door, and then gets back in bed. Scratchy comes in at his leisure and our person lets him get on her bed. He just clawed up the carpet and she lets him get on her bed. She never lets me get on the bed and I’m much better than Scratchy.

This morning I decided to do something about it. I posted myself near the door and when Scratchy started coming in I stood up as if I was going to chase him. Scratchy ran. That was fun. I waited for Scratchy to come back but he never did – so I decided to get my person out of bed instead.

Scratchy

23 Aug

Scratchy

I live with a big, black cat named Scratchy. Well, he’s big for a cat but not nearly as big as me. Scratchy gets special treatment that I don’t get and I get really jealous. Sometimes Scratchy gets on the bed and my person lets him stay there and even scratches his head. I’m not allowed on the bed – at least when anybody’s looking. Scratchy’s allowed to sit by my person on the couch too. If I get on the couch I get yelled at.

Most of the time Scratchy gets away with anything he wants, but every once in awhile he gets yelled at for something. When Scratchy gets yelled at I go try to help my person take care of the problem. If Scratchy’s on the counter I jump up and try to get him. If he’s in the bathroom trying to get the frog (the frog is locked in the bathroom so Scratchy can’t get him) I’ll come and block Scratchy’s escape path.

The funny thing is that every time Scratchy gets yelled at and I show up to help, I get yelled at. I just don’t get it.

Bongo

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Posted by Bongo on August 23, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor, pets

Tags: black cat, Cat, Scratchy