Once upon a time, a valiant young cat named Prince Beau set out into the dark night in search of the high mouse sorceress named Medea. The journey would have taken less than 20 prances had it not been for the evil Count Raccoonzo, his arch nemesis!
Prince Beau had watched Count Raccoonzo reek havoc across his kingdom for years from the bay window in the dining quarters. It was his desire to strike him down if ever the encounter took place. So on this fateful night the two engaged in vicious combat.
For minutes the struggle continued until Prince Beau let out an ear-splitting MEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW! Then... there was silence. At this time the high mouse sorceress, Medea crept from the shadows to find Prince Beau fallen to the ground and the striped tail of Count Raccoonzo retreat into the distant shrubbery. As she came upon Prince Beau she found he was not dead, but alive, with a gash splitting his left ear down the middle.
Count Raccoonzo never returned but since that night, Prince Beau continues to watch from the bay window and when chance permits he prances around the grounds of his kingdom in search of any trace of Count Raccoonzo, forever with his ear as a reminder of the battle of that night, so long ago.
The End
I am so scared...
Beau got out while I was literally taking care of his shit and when I tried to pick him up, he hissed at me.
Anyshwaz, if you don't hear from me again, it's because Beau has murdered me.... I offered a sacrifice of canned tuna, so pray I'm still alive by mornin.
Showing posts with label Beau. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beau. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Human Osteology, Pomegranate Juice, & Tuna Dining
Oh Internet!
How wonderfully distracting you are!
At this moment and for all of tomorrow I am supposed to be studying for Human Osteology (yes I realize that is a link to Forensic Anth) which is quite literally pummelling me into oblivion. But of course I had to click that little orange fox circling the globe... *disappointed sigh*.
So what has been so distracting (besides what I am now doing w/ blogger)? Marathoning the TV series Dead Like Me. I believe my already depressed state is being encouraged further w/ choices such as these, but whateva, I kinda really don't care anymore. Well that's a lie, but I'm close enough that Present Ashley is always screwing Future Ashley over.
My other wise choice for this evening was deciding that pomegranate was a great addition to tonight's craptastic soggy omelet tortilla dinner. Now, my computer screen and keys are lookin' pretty gnarly, almost as if Dexter has visited and not cleaned up.
On to the Tuna Dining portion of this evening...
After successfully avoiding true studying with a shower, marathoning, cooking and eating a passable dinner and cleaning up all the tools, I then decided to pamper Prince Beau (He's back!).
I cleaned both his water and food bowl and then started singing about how awesome his awesome tuna treat was going to be. I am quite certain he loved it probably because he knew tuna was in his stomach's near future. But I'm quite certain he still hates me for singing because every time I do, he gives me the scary death-by-cat glare that I really should be frightened of but continue to defy him anyways.
Anyshwahz I ought to actually study if I am expecting to pass this class at all.
How wonderfully distracting you are!
At this moment and for all of tomorrow I am supposed to be studying for Human Osteology (yes I realize that is a link to Forensic Anth) which is quite literally pummelling me into oblivion. But of course I had to click that little orange fox circling the globe... *disappointed sigh*.
So what has been so distracting (besides what I am now doing w/ blogger)? Marathoning the TV series Dead Like Me. I believe my already depressed state is being encouraged further w/ choices such as these, but whateva, I kinda really don't care anymore. Well that's a lie, but I'm close enough that Present Ashley is always screwing Future Ashley over.
My other wise choice for this evening was deciding that pomegranate was a great addition to tonight's craptastic soggy omelet tortilla dinner. Now, my computer screen and keys are lookin' pretty gnarly, almost as if Dexter has visited and not cleaned up.
On to the Tuna Dining portion of this evening...
After successfully avoiding true studying with a shower, marathoning, cooking and eating a passable dinner and cleaning up all the tools, I then decided to pamper Prince Beau (He's back!).
I cleaned both his water and food bowl and then started singing about how awesome his awesome tuna treat was going to be. I am quite certain he loved it probably because he knew tuna was in his stomach's near future. But I'm quite certain he still hates me for singing because every time I do, he gives me the scary death-by-cat glare that I really should be frightened of but continue to defy him anyways.
Anyshwahz I ought to actually study if I am expecting to pass this class at all.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Happy Cat?
Dear Interwebs,
So for the past little while, Prince Beau has grown to love Elise and I... or so I believe.
Nothing evil as of late, although...
Well last week was the peak of my disgusting ill-being and one of the mornings Beau decided to wake me up in a meowing manner, but with a twist?
Beau: Meow
Me: *opens one eye* *grunts*
Beau: Meow *moves closer*
Me: *grunts* *closes eye*
Beau: Meow *bumps my nose with his*
Me: *opens both eyes* What do you want?
Cute right?
Not so much.
Up until this point we thought the cat was accidentally falling into the toilet when jumping up to the sink to get water. How very wrong we were!!! A couple of days after him waking me up like so I found him front paws first with his head plunging into the toilet bowl!!!
Disgusting, filthy CREATURE!
Sunday (yesterday)
I was the only one home and for the first time since moving into this place I got to sleep in! Beau cuddled with me the entire night. Very well behaved!
Except... when I woke up the first time (around 7:45am) I realized I was freezing because all of my sheets were bunched under him and a few things had fallen off on his side of the bed. And this is a single mattress, so there is NOT a lot of room!
Anyways, I went to use the toilet, firmly shutting the lid so Beau couldn't get anymore Eau de Toilette. After crawling back into bed and re-accumulating my covers and sheets I slept for two more hours and Beau nestled himself next to me.
Until the next Prince Beau experience
Ashley
So for the past little while, Prince Beau has grown to love Elise and I... or so I believe.
Nothing evil as of late, although...
Well last week was the peak of my disgusting ill-being and one of the mornings Beau decided to wake me up in a meowing manner, but with a twist?
Beau: Meow
Me: *opens one eye* *grunts*
Beau: Meow *moves closer*
Me: *grunts* *closes eye*
Beau: Meow *bumps my nose with his*
Me: *opens both eyes* What do you want?
Cute right?
Not so much.
Up until this point we thought the cat was accidentally falling into the toilet when jumping up to the sink to get water. How very wrong we were!!! A couple of days after him waking me up like so I found him front paws first with his head plunging into the toilet bowl!!!
Disgusting, filthy CREATURE!
Sunday (yesterday)
I was the only one home and for the first time since moving into this place I got to sleep in! Beau cuddled with me the entire night. Very well behaved!
Except... when I woke up the first time (around 7:45am) I realized I was freezing because all of my sheets were bunched under him and a few things had fallen off on his side of the bed. And this is a single mattress, so there is NOT a lot of room!
Anyways, I went to use the toilet, firmly shutting the lid so Beau couldn't get anymore Eau de Toilette. After crawling back into bed and re-accumulating my covers and sheets I slept for two more hours and Beau nestled himself next to me.
Until the next Prince Beau experience
Ashley
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