Kitty No. 34 Speaks!
Hello, I’m Kitty No. 34. I’m here to distract you from the fact that Brenda doesn’t have any real knitting progress to show you. Something about hot, dry August weather, blah, blah. blah. Now back to me. No, No. 34 isn’t my real name. I just live at unit 34. My people there got me to rid them of some mice. I killed 7 mice and 1 rat the first day I was there! Then they named me Cissy. Really, people? Cissy? 7 mice and 1 rat in 24 hours. Cissy. Sheesh!
Yes, I am very pretty with my tabby stripes, white bib, socks and mittens. I visit Brenda and M at their place, which is No. 30, because their grill makes it easy for me to get on the roof. They also live next to Unit No. 29, which has a nectarine tree and a peach tree. It also has college student tenants who don’t know to pick the fruit and let it fall to the ground. Rats like that. I like rats.
I killed a young rat during one of Brenda and M’s dinner parties (M had trapped the mother the day before). They and their guests were enjoying coffee and dessert out on the patio. They wondered why I ignored them and was so intent on the corner of their deck. Humans are stupid. I heard a rat, and I waited for it to come out from under the deck. When it did, in less time then it takes to say “one hippopotamus” I had killed it. One pounce and a little squeal from the rat and it was all over–for the rat that is. I trotted to the fence with my treat, jumped it (It’s over a 5 foot jump, and I’m about a 10 inches at the shoulder. Yes, I am spectacular.) and was over the top. I heard applause as I went over. I deserved them, of course.
Well, I’m outta here. I have vermin to kill. I’m Kitty No. 34, and that’s my story.
Now, that’s a cool cat.
Wow! Impressive! More like the Anti-Cissy!
Pleased to meet you Kitty No. 34. You are an awesome cat!
You’re a champ, #34! You look like you take your job very seriously; come back soon!
Go, Kitty No. 34! Go!
She’s a mighty huntress! Go forth Kitty 34 and rid the world of vermin…
(((hugs)))
What an appetizing way to end a dinner party! I must try to replicate it for my next fete. 😉
But seriously, well done, cat.
Kitty #34 you rock! And also know how to make a dinner party memorable!
Well done Kitty no. 34- Cissy- where on earth did that come from?
Kitty #34 rocks. Cissy? Really? People.
It was nice that she didn’t leave the rat for you guys as a trophy, or her offering for the pot luck. 😉
Hi, I have enjoyed finding your blog. I just moved to AZ to be with my relatives. I am an RN who has recently become unable to work or drive. I love to knit and to sit with others who are knitting/crochetting. I used to have several knitting friends, we met at my friend’s knitting shop once or twice a week, but I know no one in AZ, feeling sorry for myself ’cause I can’t just hop in a car and drive around to knitting shops until I find something comfortable and friendly. Cissy is great! I used to have a cat, Julie, who was great! we had bug and rodent problems in my last appartment, Julie loved it! She hunted bugs and mice day and night, she ate the mice but left the bugs for us to enjoy, except for the first mouse she caught which she felt should be mine as she dropped it on my bare foot while I was eating dinner! I had a hard time breathing between laughing and (quietly) shrieking! She used to poke small bugs with her claws and pounce with both feet on cockroaches! so nice of the appartments to supply such cool kitty toys!
-Tina
Gotta love predators that take care of vermin!
Wow, you are one cool cat! You need a much better name than Cissy, that’s for sure.
Have I really been away from your blog that long??? Good word.
I love this story of No. 34