tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post6367890039348100808..comments2008-06-23T15:00:00.178-05:00Whiskeymariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16680444919622976790candycanewhiskey@yahoo.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-91321702306621690102008-06-23T15:00:00.000-05:002008-06-23T15:00:00.000-05:002008-06-23T15:00:00.000-05:00OMG!! Waaaay too funny. I could totally picture myself doing the same damn thing. I always think my kitty got out when I see an orange cat run by. I swear I can be 15 miles from home but I always think what IF IT IS him?! WHAT IF! You have only proven that I simply need to check every single time! lol!MelOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924407989662059788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-31602125279487421442008-06-23T14:49:00.000-05:002008-06-23T14:49:00.000-05:002008-06-23T14:49:00.000-05:00So glad to know that I'm not the only one who can go from sleeping to hyperventilating if I even THINK that one of the babies has escaped. They're all HIV+, see, and we live right by the road where cars go like 75mph, and they've never been outside, and and and... <BR/><BR/>calming down now.<BR/><BR/>Glad you found your turdlet!dguzmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01811101661607351661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-12268170859705156962008-06-22T14:33:00.000-05:002008-06-22T14:33:00.000-05:002008-06-22T14:33:00.000-05:00dammit - too long - how do you make a link in these comments? Did this <A HTTP://WWW.BABYCARENURSERY.COM.AU/IMAGES/PRODUCT/INFAPLAYYARD.JPG HREF- HREF="" REL="nofollow">work</A>?Lolliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434675448319103586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-528700677166784582008-06-22T14:32:00.000-05:002008-06-22T14:32:00.000-05:002008-06-22T14:32:00.000-05:00http://www.babycarenursery.com.au/Images/Product/InfaplayYard.jpgLolliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434675448319103586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-88707718214031669822008-06-22T14:26:00.000-05:002008-06-22T14:26:00.000-05:002008-06-22T14:26:00.000-05:00I've been there!Iheartfashionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08667011381331956751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-31801081650498932802008-06-22T12:18:00.000-05:002008-06-22T12:18:00.000-05:002008-06-22T12:18:00.000-05:00Glad he's safe again!<BR/><BR/>When we moved from Maine to Philly, I had to leave before my husband to start my new job. It was his job to pack up the house and move all our shit to Philly. He arrived in the U-Haul and I noticed only one cat carrier on the passenger seat. I said, "You put BOTH cats in one carrier???" I was freaking out, certain that they'd killed each other. He said, "Calm down honey, they're not both in there...I forgot Zuma."<BR/><BR/>Luckily our friend found the poor thing in our yard and we got her back. She hasn't really been the same ever since.tobacco brunettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17332174946878566188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-45485689584484535182008-06-21T10:46:00.000-05:002008-06-21T10:46:00.000-05:002008-06-21T10:46:00.000-05:00Whew! So glad you found the little turdlet. I hate that panicky, sweaty "OMG my baby's gone!" empty feeling in the pit of your stomach. After reading the next post I guess I know how you celebrated his rescue.Gwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09100388190136741782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-9524608860374654012008-06-21T01:17:00.000-05:002008-06-21T01:17:00.000-05:002008-06-21T01:17:00.000-05:00I'm glad you found you're cat--isn't there a commandment about coveting thy neighbor's pussy?The Grand ChaHeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16469474114447988419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-53908014630476074382008-06-20T23:04:00.000-05:002008-06-20T23:04:00.000-05:002008-06-20T23:04:00.000-05:00Jeez, what's up with your cat lady neighbor? It's not like you were lighting the pentagram and sharpening the knives.kirbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781682537911777910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-57959578613623213762008-06-20T21:48:00.000-05:002008-06-20T21:48:00.000-05:002008-06-20T21:48:00.000-05:00I'd go back there under the cover of night and rescue that fat cat from that hissy, cheap ass, no-cat-collar-buying scrag.<BR/><BR/>Yes, it's my heavy menstrual day.Letty Cruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01278251441828101436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-66449707769469917832008-06-20T21:22:00.000-05:002008-06-20T21:22:00.000-05:002008-06-20T21:22:00.000-05:00Whiskeymarie... Giving the term 'Cat Burglar' a whole new name!EmBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11724526923343865256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-53760470341917598242008-06-20T19:08:00.000-05:002008-06-20T19:08:00.000-05:002008-06-20T19:08:00.000-05:00god, i feel for you.<BR/>that is my greatest nightmare,<BR/>wandering the hood, screaming my dogs' names.<BR/><BR/>(shudder)<BR/><BR/>i'll kick his ass for you.landis smithershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09531344685442973997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-4104667214358385022008-06-20T19:00:00.000-05:002008-06-20T19:00:00.000-05:002008-06-20T19:00:00.000-05:00Poor kitty! My cat got out a couple of years ago and I freaked out! When I finally found him it was dark, cold and I was trying to be gentle. Just when I reached down to grab him...claws came out and he attacked me. I ran back into the house...cat clawing my face and blood dripping! Got you got everybody home safe and you are keeping Mr. around for awhile!Renaissance Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16958178544581250567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-13310963054962767262008-06-20T17:54:00.000-05:002008-06-20T17:54:00.000-05:002008-06-20T17:54:00.000-05:00Turdlet twice in one post. Nice!<BR/><BR/>You should have just said to the lady, "I'm looking for Trouble." I wonder what she would have said? :)Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-65340556253856369352008-06-20T17:44:00.000-05:002008-06-20T17:44:00.000-05:002008-06-20T17:44:00.000-05:00I'm so happy to hear that you found your Mr. Troubles. I'd had done the same thing you did and not thought twice about it. And that lady seems to NOT have compassion for her fellow cat owner to even have one herself since she wouldn't even hear you out and was so rude as to shut the door on you. She should have understood how frantic you were. Some people. What a beotch!TwistedNoodlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580213872293358268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-68215804496978662632008-06-20T16:10:00.000-05:002008-06-20T16:10:00.000-05:002008-06-20T16:10:00.000-05:00Ha ha, I LOVE that you went from no cats to full on crazy cat lady in such a short time. I also water the flowers in my pjs and wander the neighborhood meowing and calling for my cats when they get out. Awesome.r cubedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00453823338305164262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-20530803677518137772008-06-20T16:09:00.000-05:002008-06-20T16:09:00.000-05:002008-06-20T16:09:00.000-05:00How's Mr WM at construction? Maybe his punishment could be to build a handy cellar/dungeon to keep the cats secure?domboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14686922446598995094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-68903203388797348312008-06-20T15:25:00.000-05:002008-06-20T15:25:00.000-05:002008-06-20T15:25:00.000-05:00I did that once. Exchange cats for boyfriends though. Happy Friday Wanna-be Kitty Kidnapper.Suze's Sasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08679439923419645721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-33999865636946845312008-06-20T14:05:00.000-05:002008-06-20T14:05:00.000-05:002008-06-20T14:05:00.000-05:00I think "turdlet" might be my new favorite name to call people. I just tried it out on my co-worker. He wasn't amused.Larahttp://www.redredwhine.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-47874155922918164182008-06-20T13:38:00.000-05:002008-06-20T13:38:00.000-05:002008-06-20T13:38:00.000-05:00Oh that was a funny one. The main thing I would like to know is what in the hell is wrong with your neighbor? If someone would have come up to my house, trying to steal one of my cats and then, upon being caught, sheepishly put my cat down and hastily explained themselves, I think I would not be able to keep myself from cracking up.<BR/><BR/>Maybe I need to move down the street? The 80 degree temps are definitely sweetening the deal.Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07708341344558894210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-28174401448652876452008-06-20T12:41:00.000-05:002008-06-20T12:41:00.000-05:002008-06-20T12:41:00.000-05:00At least when you're doing chores drunk, you have the sense to be sporting pajamas. SOme of us lack that kind of foresight.Sorniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13057350597607764166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-51506080521966192042008-06-20T12:38:00.000-05:002008-06-20T12:38:00.000-05:002008-06-20T12:38:00.000-05:00I often find myself taking to porches/street signs/doors when I have consumed, "an inappropriate amount of alcohol," so don't feel too badly about doing it.surviving myselfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13421187332033401147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-8850689770910257822008-06-20T12:02:00.000-05:002008-06-20T12:02:00.000-05:002008-06-20T12:02:00.000-05:00I'm glad you found Mr. Kitty, but it is TOO hilarious that you attempted kidnapping your neighbor's cat in the process.nancypearlwannabehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04356701520189971892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-17236457451897265152008-06-20T11:47:00.001-05:002008-06-20T11:47:00.001-05:002008-06-20T11:47:00.001-05:00My friend was cat sitting once, and a bunch of us were over, and of course, at one point in the night, she realizes the cat got outside. So there is a good 5 or 6 of was chasing this orange cat we thought was the missing cat around the neighbourhood for at least 30 - 45 minutes, when someone finds the cat is still inside. So I got scratched by a random cat for no reason. Hurrah!mandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08646314484696290853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-19274951045670327192008-06-20T11:47:00.000-05:002008-06-20T11:47:00.000-05:002008-06-20T11:47:00.000-05:00YAY! I love happy endings. : ))<BR/><BR/>Happy weekend to YOU Whiskey...you deserve a great one!<BR/><BR/>Love from VAJohnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12382180111464792854noreply@blogger.com