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Ingredients: 3 eggs, 1 tomato, 1 red pepper, 2 tbsp grated cheese, 1 tbsp butter, 1 curious kitty.
Directions: Dice tomato and red pepper. Beat eggs in glass bowl. Add salt and pepper to taste. Set aside.
Remove butter from fridge. Turn around and notice cat's rapid descent onto kitchen counter. Watch cat's paw land on edge of glass bowl. Hear loud crash as both cat and bowl end up on floor.
Preparation time: 5 minutes. Cook time: 0 minutes. Yields 0 servings.
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Maurice Sendak: Where the Wild Things Are
Max was named after the Wildest Thing of All. Like Maurice Sendak's Max, Stick Figure Cat likes having dinner waiting after a wild rumpus.
Margery Williams: The Velveteen Rabbit
While filling out Max's adoption paperwork, I thought of the Velveteen Rabbit. Just as he went from unwanted to adorable, every abandoned animal has the potential to "become real".
Hayde Ardalan: Milton
Max looks a tiny bit like Milton, "an exceptional cat with a curious nose" :)
Rudyard Kipling: The Jungle Book
Remember how Mowgli's wolf parents introduced their new boy to the pack? Max's first meeting with the Spots reminded me of that.
Oops! May be a good morning to go out to brunch instead! ;)
I had a Spot adventure yesterday - she got entangled in a plastic grocery bag, and then tried to run away from it. She ran back and forth through the apartment about 6 or 7 times, and poor Cleo just kept dodging to get out of her way, but Spot ran right over her. Finally she came to a stop in the corner next to the couch, and I was able to get the bag off of her. Cleo's tail was still puffed up 15 minutes later, and she just kept hissing.
My silly kitties!
Posted by: Liz K in DC | June 16, 2008 at 10:00 AM
Aww. Poor Cleo. I know the puffy tail look well. That's the kind of craziness that Max's big brothers have to put up with every day!
Posted by: isabel | June 16, 2008 at 11:17 AM
where did you get your cat because my cat literally looks like this cats twin, they look practically the same.
Posted by: Fiona | July 17, 2009 at 09:27 AM