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OMD, these are hilarious. Thanks for bumping this up Richard.
The only one I can think of is back in 1985 I was living with then-BF and renting his sister's house. That year we had adopted two kitties (Casper & OJ) who were siblings - I think come Christmas they were both about 8 months old. That was year I discovered (as most of you have) not to put tinsel on a tree.
Needless to say a couple of days after decorating the tree, I had to pull a piece of tinsel out of Casper's arse.:eek::D
Oops - how could I have forgotten about "Loopy Kitty"???:confused:
I had 3 Meezers, and RB Ming was the goof, trouble maker, smarty, etc of the trio.
One Christmas, we had a get together here at the house with family and friends. I had made eggnog from scratch, complete with probably double the alcohol that I should have put in it. Anyway - party is underway - people sitting on the furniture and on floor pillows - and having a good time and not paying attention to what good old Ming was up to. I was sitting on the floor, and I had put my cup of eggnog on the floor beside me. A few minutes later I pick it up to have a sip - and it's nearly empty - and I know I put a full cup down. Took me a minute to realize what happened, but it hit me when I saw Ming staggering across the room in search of a place to flop and sleep it off! It was comical to watch him, yet I was worried at the same time that it would harm him. All ended well - he slept for a good long time and had no ill effects. He was a tough cookie, that one was! He's the one that would slurp tinsel off the tree like it was spaghetti and pass it without a problem. I first became aware that he was doing this when I saw it dragging from his back end! :eek: That was the last year I ever used tinsel. :p The old guy lived on to the ripe old age of 20 - that little Loopy Lush!!!:D