I got a bad scratch fever, the cat scratch fever (Ted Nugent)

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Thankfully, this week saw off Guy Fawkes' night. 

Jerry especially hates the loud noises from the neighbourhood fireworks, and Laney has come inside early each night to curl up close to us on the couch for extra protection.

Poor Laney. She's had a traumatic few days, so she needs the soothing predictability of nights inside watching Hunted with us.

A few nights ago, I went to put her into her laundry bedroom as usual, and two things happened simultaneously that lead to a third thing happening.

First thing: the outside security light failed to come on and...

Second thing: a loud noise happened in the bushes near our back door.

Third thing: in fright, she attacked the person holding her - me - biting and scratching like crazy to get away.

Her frenzied actions meant I had blood dripping from a variety of wounds to my hands. Cat bites take ages to heal but the plasters are now off as the healing process kicks in.  

Love and peace - Wozza

Catman, you're looking cool today (Yoko Ono)

Laney 'laxin' by the fire

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Some random thoughts about cats and dogs:

Some people are cat people, and some people are dog people, and some people, I spose, are cat AND dog people but they are poor confused wretches. It's a binary thing. You're either one or t'other. Decide.

I'm a cat person. Pretty much because my mother and father were cat people (never dog people). So, I grew up with Champy at Asquith Ave. and Ramelton Rd. We never had a dog. 

Jacky is an animal person. She loves 'em all - horses, dogs, cats, whatever. Over the last 39 years we've had a succession of dogs and cats and horses - too many to list really.

The current ratio of dogs to cats at Maple Grove is three to one as we are currently hosting Jade's Tango but Laney doesn't care. Meh! Dog smog! 

As you can see from that picture, she owns the place.

Cats come and go. They are not owned. They are hosted. They are relatively independent. They treat humans and other animals with a vague disdain (dogs are forever channeling their inner two-year-old and are always in yer face/needy). 

Cats are superior to us.

I like that about them.

Love and peace - Wozza