tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post9161964318734578536..comments2023-09-11T09:20:05.160-04:00Comments on The Big Finn's Big Blog!: Rusty Hooks, Red Balls, And Hairballs...The Big Finnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09399330438126032649noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post-88176746699667926902007-06-09T12:40:00.000-04:002007-06-09T12:40:00.000-04:00King's howling is like what just one of our six ca...King's howling is like what just one of our six cats, a female, often does with a toy -- a blue mouse, usually. She's done it since she was about 5 years old (she was a stray, so we're guessing about age) and we think it's a bid for attention. Something like: "Look at me, the mighty huntress! I caught something for you!" If King were an outdoor cat he'd be bringing you dead rodents and snakes to show his love.alarobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17072759828055680065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post-44189814585089312472007-06-09T07:14:00.000-04:002007-06-09T07:14:00.000-04:00You just got to love cats. The old cat we had when...You just got to love cats. The old cat we had when I was a kid woke me up a few times by scratching the floor. The way cats do before they pee. That got me flying, I promise.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post-56788922121517621462007-06-08T12:36:00.000-04:002007-06-08T12:36:00.000-04:00what a guy! See who really rules the house... By ...what a guy! See who really rules the house... <BR/><BR/>By the way, I didn't know you don't have a passport from the good ol US...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09455800980666388178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post-91387264874789117302007-06-07T13:39:00.000-04:002007-06-07T13:39:00.000-04:00Nineteen! He looks great for a nineteen year old c...Nineteen! He looks great for a nineteen year old cat. I'm afraid you probably have many more rusty hooks coming in the future.P.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11626390189592150561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post-44360481467453171752007-06-07T13:22:00.001-04:002007-06-07T13:22:00.001-04:00Great work, buddy! I tend to lick first their nose...Great work, buddy! I tend to lick first their noses until they disappear under the duvet. They usually forget that they have either a finger or a bit of arm or leg/foot sticking out, so I lick there again. Humans don't seem to appreciate our rough tongues. Anyway, if they persist, I just keep walking over them. Try the bladder. It always works!Dale the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11016855722224335079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post-29419720661220310252007-06-07T13:22:00.000-04:002007-06-07T13:22:00.000-04:00Great work, buddy! I tend to lick first their nose...Great work, buddy! I tend to lick first their noses until they disappear under the duvet. They usually forget that they have either a finger or a bit of arm or leg/foot sticking out, so I lick there again. Humans don't seem to appreciate our rough tongues. Anyway, if they persist, I just keep walking over them. Try the bladder. It always works!Dale the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11016855722224335079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341696.post-56486103416143581122007-06-07T06:38:00.000-04:002007-06-07T06:38:00.000-04:00I love your King stories. Your cat is my hero. I h...I love your King stories. Your cat is my hero. I hope he breaks a kitty longevity record. <BR/><BR/>You know my grandma would do weird stuff, and when we asked her why, she said it was because she was old and didn't care any more. Maybe King shares this philosophy.The DPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06173122589441265947noreply@blogger.com