Thursday, March 4, 2010

The Terrorist

First, a word about The Terrorist. 

Just before Houston's second cold spell in January, another orange male tiger cat showed up at the house. Considering the hubby, Dingus, and I already have two*,about the last thing we needed was a 4th cat. Two? Fine. Three? Pushing it. Four? Officially Crazy Cat People territory.

Enter, The Terrorist. 11 pounds of long haired crazy cat that acted all sweet to get into the house and now terrorizes everyone and everything else in the house. He likes to hide behind corners and under beds and then jump you and climb your leg. Pretty funny unless you don't have pants on.  


He's at that age that running water is just the most fascinating thing in the whole wide world, too, so watch out for sinks, showers and of course, TOILETS. 


The Terrorist is a big fan of the Arm Attack. He SOP is to latch onto your arm (ok, my arm, he doesn't really do this to the Ding (short for Dingus, Simpson's reference used by my favorite character, Nelson)) while biting and kicking. He's fallen off the bed trying to grab me more than once. I like to use my palm to cover his nose...because it forces him to make a snorty pig sound. He he! 


Anyway, it is time to find a glass of wine. Tonight's dinner is going to be a Boursin stuffed beef tenderloin filet with roasted asparagus and potatoes au gratin. No recipes, just slit your filet on the side and put in a huge pat of cold Boursin. Let me know what you stuff beef with, and OF COURSE I always want your cat stories!
 
*Two big orange male tigers, plus old gray Fat Willie Cat and Broadway the horse. Someone told me we're at the limit for the number of pets allowed per household but I'm not gonna check that.