Lizzie Scared Me

I couldn't find Lizzie earlier - looked all over. Not in either closet.
Not on the back porch (in case she snuck back there when DH left - we've
been closing of the back porch now that we have the AC on - unless it gets
really cool at night). Not in the "fort" (fort is a large cardboard box
that is seals except for a flap cut into one side for a door, and a few
holes cut into the other sides from which they can 'attack' passersby), but
Smokey was. After about 15-20 minutes, I finally looked behind the TV (65"
projection), and there she was, way over at the other end trying to hide.

Somebody must have whupped her, or something really scared her. Not sure
who/what. She was very timid when she came out. Very Weeble-like. She
walked OK, so her knees weren't bothering her (she has mild luxating
patella)

She is now on the top of the tower, playing with the cardboard-on-a-wire
toy, and defending it from all would-be takers.

I tried to get her down, so I could put her in here (2nd-bedroom-cum-office)
by herself, but she's all claws & teeth & I don't have a Kevlar suit!

I guess I'll leave her up there, and keep an eye on her to make sure she's
all right. I'm sure that she'll re-assert her place as Queen Elizabeth
shortly.

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Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
I couldn't find Lizzie earlier - looked all over. Not in either
closet. Not on the back porch (in case she snuck back there when DH
left - we've been closing of the back porch now that we have the AC
on - unless it gets really cool at night). Not in the "fort" (fort
is a large cardboard box that is seals except for a flap cut into one
side for a door, and a few holes cut into the other sides from which
they can 'attack' passersby), but Smokey was. After about 15-20
minutes, I finally looked behind the TV (65" projection), and there
she was, way over at the other end trying to hide.

Somebody must have whupped her, or something really scared her. Not
sure who/what. She was very timid when she came out. Very Weeble-
like. She walked OK, so her knees weren't bothering her (she has
mild luxating patella)

She is now on the top of the tower, playing with the cardboard-on-a-
wire toy, and defending it from all would-be takers.

I tried to get her down, so I could put her in here (2nd-bedroom-cum-
office) by herself, but she's all claws & teeth & I don't have a
Kevlar suit!

I guess I'll leave her up there, and keep an eye on her to make sure
she's all right. I'm sure that she'll re-assert her place as Queen
Elizabeth shortly.

I'm glad she was just hiding.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera)
A house is not a home, without a cat.

Adrian wrote:
Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
I couldn't find Lizzie earlier - looked all over. Not in either
closet. Not on the back porch (in case she snuck back there when DH
left - we've been closing of the back porch now that we have the AC
on - unless it gets really cool at night). Not in the "fort" (fort
is a large cardboard box that is seals except for a flap cut into one
side for a door, and a few holes cut into the other sides from which
they can 'attack' passersby), but Smokey was. After about 15-20
minutes, I finally looked behind the TV (65" projection), and there
she was, way over at the other end trying to hide.

Somebody must have whupped her, or something really scared her. Not
sure who/what. She was very timid when she came out. Very Weeble-
like. She walked OK, so her knees weren't bothering her (she has
mild luxating patella)

She is now on the top of the tower, playing with the cardboard-on-a-
wire toy, and defending it from all would-be takers.

I tried to get her down, so I could put her in here (2nd-bedroom-cum-
office) by herself, but she's all claws & teeth & I don't have a
Kevlar suit!

I guess I'll leave her up there, and keep an eye on her to make sure
she's all right. I'm sure that she'll re-assert her place as Queen
Elizabeth shortly.

I'm glad she was just hiding.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera)
A house is not a home, without a cat.

She's no napping on the bed. I gave her some scrichies and luvin, and put
my ear against her chest and she was purring. Then I tried to give her more
scritchies and she didn't want any (tried to give me some nips & scratches).
So I left her alone, lay down not too far from her with a book and some
munchies. About 15 minutes later, she came to sniff my munchies - Cp'n
Crucnh w/ Crunch Berries, dry - to see if she wanted any. She aparently
didn't want to be "crunchitized" as she backed away from them. Then I
noticed her looking out the window at something - it was MamaKat (Weeble's
feral Mama), heading for the overgrown fence row between our house & our
neighbor's. DH & I haven't seen her for 2-3 days now, so I ran out back to
her 'feeding station", calling her (she does respond to MamaKat - usually
just an ear twitch or a turn of the head) and rattling food. I made as much
noise as possible to get her to come back, but I never saw her appear. I'm
hoping that she will make her way back to eat shortly, now that I'm back
inside and pose no threat.

--
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lefthanded-pathetic-paranoid-psychotic-sarcastic-wiseass-ditzy former-blonde
in Bloomington! (And proud of it, too)©
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Sometimes it's a mystery what spooks them. Even the seemingly unspookable.
Look at Pearl and her dish. Took her two days to get over whatever scared
her. Wierd.

"Magic Mood Jeep©" wrote in message
news:dfCue.98231$nG6.68117@attbi_s22...
I couldn't find Lizzie earlier - looked all over. Not in either closet.
Not on the back porch (in case she snuck back there when DH left - we've
been closing of the back porch now that we have the AC on - unless it gets
really cool at night). Not in the "fort" (fort is a large cardboard box
that is seals except for a flap cut into one side for a door, and a few
holes cut into the other sides from which they can 'attack' passersby),
but
Smokey was. After about 15-20 minutes, I finally looked behind the TV
(65"
projection), and there she was, way over at the other end trying to hide.

Somebody must have whupped her, or something really scared her. Not sure
who/what. She was very timid when she came out. Very Weeble-like. She
walked OK, so her knees weren't bothering her (she has mild luxating
patella)

She is now on the top of the tower, playing with the cardboard-on-a-wire
toy, and defending it from all would-be takers.

I tried to get her down, so I could put her in here
(2nd-bedroom-cum-office)
by herself, but she's all claws & teeth & I don't have a Kevlar suit!

I guess I'll leave her up there, and keep an eye on her to make sure she's
all right. I'm sure that she'll re-assert her place as Queen Elizabeth
shortly.

--�
The ONE and ONLY
lefthanded-pathetic-paranoid-psychotic-sarcastic-wiseass-ditzy
former-blonde
in Bloomington! (And proud of it, too)©
email me at nalee1964 (at) insightbb (dot) com
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Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
I couldn't find Lizzie earlier - looked all over. Not in either
closet. Not on the back porch (in case she snuck back there when DH
left - we've been closing of the back porch now that we have the AC
on - unless it gets really cool at night). Not in the "fort" (fort
is a large cardboard box that is seals except for a flap cut into one
side for a door, and a few holes cut into the other sides from which
they can 'attack' passersby), but Smokey was. After about 15-20
minutes, I finally looked behind the TV (65" projection), and there
she was, way over at the other end trying to hide.

Somebody must have whupped her, or something really scared her. Not
sure who/what. She was very timid when she came out. Very
Weeble-like. She walked OK, so her knees weren't bothering her (she
has mild luxating patella)

She is now on the top of the tower, playing with the
cardboard-on-a-wire toy, and defending it from all would-be takers.

I tried to get her down, so I could put her in here
(2nd-bedroom-cum-office) by herself, but she's all claws & teeth & I
don't have a Kevlar suit!

I guess I'll leave her up there, and keep an eye on her to make sure
she's all right. I'm sure that she'll re-assert her place as Queen
Elizabeth shortly.

--�
The ONE and ONLY
lefthanded-pathetic-paranoid-psychotic-sarcastic-wiseass-ditzy
former-blonde in Bloomington! (And proud of it, too)©
email me at nalee1964 (at) insightbb (dot) com
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Oh dear! I hope Lizzie is just being a bit moody for a while. Persia
sometimes hides behind my stereo, that old fashioned one with a turntable
that sometimes promotes earworms here G

Purrs for Lizzie. And Persia sends a kitty nose kiss to Weeble!

Jill

Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
Adrian wrote:
Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
I couldn't find Lizzie earlier - looked all over. Not in either
closet. Not on the back porch (in case she snuck back there when DH
left - we've been closing of the back porch now that we have the AC
on - unless it gets really cool at night). Not in the "fort" (fort
is a large cardboard box that is seals except for a flap cut into
one side for a door, and a few holes cut into the other sides from
which they can 'attack' passersby), but Smokey was. After about 15-
20 minutes, I finally looked behind the TV (65" projection), and
there she was, way over at the other end trying to hide.

Somebody must have whupped her, or something really scared her. Not
sure who/what. She was very timid when she came out. Very Weeble-
like. She walked OK, so her knees weren't bothering her (she has
mild luxating patella)

She is now on the top of the tower, playing with the cardboard-on-a-
wire toy, and defending it from all would-be takers.

I tried to get her down, so I could put her in here (2nd-bedroom-
cum- office) by herself, but she's all claws & teeth & I don't have
a Kevlar suit!

I guess I'll leave her up there, and keep an eye on her to make sure
she's all right. I'm sure that she'll re-assert her place as Queen
Elizabeth shortly.

I'm glad she was just hiding.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera)
A house is not a home, without a cat.

She's no napping on the bed. I gave her some scrichies and luvin,
and put my ear against her chest and she was purring. Then I tried
to give her more scritchies and she didn't want any (tried to give me
some nips & scratches). So I left her alone, lay down not too far
from her with a book and some munchies. About 15 minutes later, she
came to sniff my munchies - Cp'n Crucnh w/ Crunch Berries, dry - to
see if she wanted any. She aparently didn't want to be
"crunchitized" as she backed away from them. Then I noticed her
looking out the window at something - it was MamaKat (Weeble's feral
Mama), heading for the overgrown fence row between our house & our
neighbor's. DH & I haven't seen her for 2-3 days now, so I ran out
back to her 'feeding station", calling her (she does respond to
MamaKat - usually just an ear twitch or a turn of the head) and
rattling food. I made as much noise as possible to get her to come
back, but I never saw her appear. I'm hoping that she will make her
way back to eat shortly, now that I'm back inside and pose no threat.

Good luck in finaly catching MamaKat. (I know it's easier said than
done)
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera)
A house is not a home, without a cat.

Adrian wrote:
Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
Adrian wrote:
Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
I couldn't find Lizzie earlier - looked all over. Not in either
closet. Not on the back porch (in case she snuck back there when DH
left - we've been closing of the back porch now that we have the AC
on - unless it gets really cool at night). Not in the "fort" (fort
is a large cardboard box that is seals except for a flap cut into
one side for a door, and a few holes cut into the other sides from
which they can 'attack' passersby), but Smokey was. After about
15- 20 minutes, I finally looked behind the TV (65" projection),
and there she was, way over at the other end trying to hide.

Somebody must have whupped her, or something really scared her.
Not sure who/what. She was very timid when she came out. Very
Weeble- like. She walked OK, so her knees weren't bothering her
(she has mild luxating patella)

She is now on the top of the tower, playing with the
cardboard-on-a- wire toy, and defending it from all would-be
takers.

I tried to get her down, so I could put her in here (2nd-bedroom-
cum- office) by herself, but she's all claws & teeth & I don't have
a Kevlar suit!

I guess I'll leave her up there, and keep an eye on her to make
sure she's all right. I'm sure that she'll re-assert her place as
Queen Elizabeth shortly.

I'm glad she was just hiding.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera)
A house is not a home, without a cat.

She's no napping on the bed. I gave her some scrichies and luvin,
and put my ear against her chest and she was purring. Then I tried
to give her more scritchies and she didn't want any (tried to give me
some nips & scratches). So I left her alone, lay down not too far
from her with a book and some munchies. About 15 minutes later, she
came to sniff my munchies - Cp'n Crucnh w/ Crunch Berries, dry - to
see if she wanted any. She aparently didn't want to be
"crunchitized" as she backed away from them. Then I noticed her
looking out the window at something - it was MamaKat (Weeble's feral
Mama), heading for the overgrown fence row between our house & our
neighbor's. DH & I haven't seen her for 2-3 days now, so I ran out
back to her 'feeding station", calling her (she does respond to
MamaKat - usually just an ear twitch or a turn of the head) and
rattling food. I made as much noise as possible to get her to come
back, but I never saw her appear. I'm hoping that she will make her
way back to eat shortly, now that I'm back inside and pose no threat.

Good luck in finaly catching MamaKat. (I know it's easier said than
done)
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera)
A house is not a home, without a cat.

We did have the trap rigged so it wouldn't go off - to get her used to
eating in it. Her and a couple of other cats would eat there. So would
birds (Grackles, Starlings and Blue Jays seem to *love* cat food - one blue
jay entered the trap and snagged some food while we were standing less than
10 feet away!)....

Recently we un-rigged it. A few hours later, in the evening (it was dark
out), it had been sprung, but it was laying on it's side & empty. MamaKat
escaped from it before - maybe she did again. Could have been another cat.
We didn't see the critter. I know it wasn't a raccoon or possum as they
would just sit and wait for us to let them out (patient critters, aren't
they) when we caught them last year.

All I can say is "curses, foiled again" and "back to the drawing board".
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