Rufus: Just Saying: Monkey Cats
2 April 2017
I have been very busy. Outside and observing the Monkey Cats. DadPeople wants me to make friends with the new cats and go upstairs and hang with them. But that would mean I’d have to let them downstairs on my couch, and my chair, and in my crate with the new pillow, and they’d eat my food and drink my water, and change the TV channel away from Dog TV… NO.
And another reason I’d rather bark at them when I’m on the deck and I see them inside or in the screened porch: they really are Monkey Cats. Monkey Cats climb all over stuff, and knock it down, and break it, and I am NOT taking the blame. The littlest one is the worse. Everybody thinks Tuck Tuck is so cute! HAH!
Look what Tuck Tuck and her brother Ratchett did to the Donkey footrest! They killed it!
This is how the MonkeyCat part got started. They learned to climb the cool scratchy pole ProfessorDaughterPeople gave them for Christmas. That’s Tuck Tuck, top Monkey Cat, on top.
And now they’re really up to no good! The cardinal that nests in the backyard is back, and like she does each spring, is pecking at the bedroom window. Which Zoe, Tuck Tuck, and Ratchett discovered. They think they’re big hunters! What they did was knock down all kinds of stuff when they monkey-climbed up the bookcase, window, … took MomPeople a lot of cleaning four times…
Next morning they were waiting for that cardinal. Notice the innocent Who ME?’ looks. Tuck is headed to the bed pillow to leap straight up… ARGH!
Tell me, what’s wrong with this photo? Too many CATS! I liked it best when it was just NikkiCat and I!
Oh, don’t tell the Monkey Cats the cardinal is smarter than they are. She’s moved around to the dining room window, and bushes under it.
Rufus
