Saturday, March 17, 2007

Night of 1000 Barfs

I will not barf on BabyBean's new shoes.
I will not barf on BabyBean's new shoes.
I will not barf on BabyBean's new shoes.
I will not barf on BabyBean's new shoes.
I will not barf on BabyBean's new shoes.
I will not barf on BabyBean's new shoes.
I will not barf on BabyBean's new shoes.

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Well, maybe not that many, but SheBean says it sure sounded like it. It seems that I have to chew my fud instead of 'sucking it down like a Hoover'. (She made me quote her on that one.) I let it fly in front of HeBean last night and nobody thought anything of it. But this morning I apparently woke up SheBean and BabyBean by my massive horking. She heard 3-4 yarfs but could only find one pile, which was on the shoes.

I got my first "*&^(*%^& MONTY!!!" last night too. BabyBean hasn't been sleeping well and wakes up a lot, so when she's finally out SheBean is really happy. And tired. I followed SheBean up to bed last night and had some serious catrublovin for a while. I was getting it all over-head, ears, belly, base of the tail, oh baby! SheBean thinks I could have been heard across the road if the windows were up. I was being called: 'furrocious mancat', and 'big tigerboy', and other things I only let her call me. Once I wore SheBean out and she settled I went over to the bed pushed up against hers, you know, the one I like to crash in? I hopped in without looking first and um. Well.

I woke up BabyBean. And she wasn't happy to be up again. She was up for an hour+ just a caterwalling. SheBean said sumfings that I don't think BabyBean needed to be in earshot of, but that's just me. The girlBeans crashed on the couch downstairs for the night, and I think I need to be extra cute today to get back on the good side.

Meh. I just need to purr at SheBean. She's a sucker for a good purr.

I'm just glad I got my milk before it happened, though...

2 comments:

Victor McTabbycat said...

Oh, dear! Not a good nite. Last nite, Mom finally camed home frum hunting at bedtime! So Bonnie camed into the bedroom efun tho I was there, an so I was starin at her an Dad was asleep an Mom was tryin to get to sleep, an Bonnie was growlin at me, so finally I pounced her an we went down the hall, Bonnie growlin an hissin an me wif my bell jingling. Then, a naybor was playin moosic REALLY loud outside an then Bonnie barfed in the bedroom doorway an I got up to check it out, an so Mom hads to get up an clean it up so I wouldn't an then the noisy bean finally left an Mom couldn't sleep so she tooked a pill an Bonnie camed in an growled at me sum more. I don't know why Mom threatened to make us leave; it was all Bonnie's fault.

Name: Mr. Hendrix said...

Ok, I know I shouldn't laugh but.... ha ha ha ha ha your poor mommy....