Beauty and Beast AKA Frick & Frack

ok.... my cats are full of it what one doesn't think of the other does.

Yesterday...I left my computer to get the mail....the Beast was sleeping in the rocking chair, the Beauty upstairs on the gold chair. Mr Boy (Beast) heard the click of the lock on the screen door, unbeknowns to me of course (he is sneakie) as the door opened He said, "Marow", and out he went.....so as always I chased him down and brought him back in.

Sunday I took Mr Boy out side with his harness and leach...he goes to the place where the harness and leach hang and bangs it against the bookcase to get my attention...of course I ignore this....so he comes to me and start with the "Marows" rubbing against me and all the things cats do to get your attention..including sitting on what you are reading etc! Back to Sunday...took the Beast out...his sister went BLASTIC for REAL!!!! she was pacing on the window ledge in the family room. of course he went over to the window and rubbed her nose....she was not happy.
Today....They were doing the normal pacing and trying to get treats out of me...she looking at me with her baby blue crossed eyes....he with authoritated boy blue eyes...SOOOOOOooooo...I took the pink harness and leach and put it on her and took her out back into the beautiful 87* warm sunny and wonderfully warm windy morning...she ate the grass .....chased the bugs....went into the niehbors yard to smell and sniff...you know how cats do that! All the time Mr Boy is "super Marowing" over and over and over and over and over for the 10 minutes the Beauty was outside in the warm windy morning sun! We went in and he had his harness and leach ready to go....out we went and he went under the maple tree, sitting and laying in the dry leaves and dead tree branches....he was in Heaven....suddenly he looks down and so did I...under him was a giant anthill...well I pulled him out FAST...so back on the grass he trouts to another blade of grass to eat...than under the deck...rolling in the leaves...I pull his lease and he has that stuborn authoritarian boy blue eye look of ....no I am not moving...so I tugged and tugged and tugged some more...he, Mr Stubborn authoritarian just staired at me... I said,"will you come out of there"...more stares...so I said, "you just cooked your goose...not go out anymore." but you know that he will "Marow" me into another trip.....nothing left to do...under the deck I go...boy, was he surprised!!!!! Dragged that Boy out....he smiled at me!!!! off to the house...Frick and Frack together and happily cleaning each other....off to the rocking chair for the morning nape...me at the computer working....arent' we something else....