Mordin. I cannot write when you’re on the keyboard. MORDIN. /j//////////////////////////////// KEYBOARD.
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Your cat name's Mordin! SO CUTE FHAJKFHDKA ♥
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(Context: Mordin the Cat is an indoor kitty, and on occasions when he’s a good kitty I’ll take him out on the deck and sit with him in my lap)
Mordin the Cat: I wish to go outside.
Swaps: You know it’s raining, right?
Mordin the Cat: TAKE ME OUTSIDE, SUBSERVIENT HUMAN.
Swaps: [obeys]
Mordin the Cat: DO NOT WANT. DO NOT WANT. WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?
So far this morning, I’ve gotten a wake up call from Mordin the Cat at 6:00am, because he decided that was a great time to start licking my face.
I got up and headed out to Starbucks for my weekend writing session, only to have it start snowing halfway there (it’s currently sticking to the road and my car as I sip my White Mocha).
And I realized as I sat down just now that despite the fact I pulled my black N7 shirt straight out of my closet, it’s covered in cat hair and I look like a tool. I could put my Kaidan hoodie back on even though it’s hot in here, but guess what. THAT’S COVERED IN CAT HAIR, TOO.
Damn it, Mordin. WHY ARE YOU SO FLUFFY.
Mordin the Cat, before and after bath time.
Mordin (the Cat).
That tarp all over the furniture is not so you can claw it up and make a fort.
It’s for PAINTING. You little monster. You fluffy, magnificent monster.
So. Put a Santa hat on Mordin the Cat. With a jingle bell on it. All was fine until Derby the Dog decided that made him a squeaker toy and everyone lost their minds.
Husband panicked. I cackled and tried to take pictures. Not sure what that says about me.
Who just locked herself out of the house taking the dog out and had to fumble around to the front of the house in the dark to find the super secret house key because her husband is asleep?
This gal.
ladyamesindy replied to your post “Um. I think Mordin the Cat just tried to climb the Christmas tree.”
Did he think it was the Shroud on Tuchanka???
Well, when the dog makes her snarly face I guess she can pass as a krogan. FOOOOR TUCHANKA!
kiramaevasnormandy replied to your post “Um. I think Mordin the Cat just tried to climb the Christmas tree.”
yes cats do this. they’re like giant scratchposts covered in dangly cat toys.
But see, my cats are traditionally lazy. The Christmas tree is where they nap. This is Mordin’s third Christmas, and he has never bothered the tree. Except to sprawl under it. Because he’s a gift.
sinvraal replied to your post “Um. I think Mordin the Cat just tried to climb the Christmas tree.”
Aren’t Christmas trees really just giant cat toys begging to be climbed, eaten and denuded of shiny decorations?
FOR MOST NORMAL CATS, yes. But these cats are the ones who sat in front of their bowls yowling for their dinner while a loose bird who’d been flying around the house sat on the steps about four inches above their heads. THEY CANNOT CAT. Ok, Mordin wasn’t here for that one. I’ll at least give him that.
rachniqueens replied to your post “Um. I think Mordin the Cat just tried to climb the Christmas tree.”
Odo and Hera try to eat mine. Last year they fought nearly on top of it.
Mine typically treat it as a jungle they go on safari under. Or it’s base in a game of tag. In which the dog is perpetually It.
So.
How do you get melted candle wax out of a cat’s fur?
Google is suggesting an iron and paper towels. Somehow I think this is not the best option.
HA! Yes, it is. The tags on his collar actually say Dr. Mordin Solus. Problem is he tends to strangle himself in his collar so he doesn’t wear it much. But he’s a sneaky little bastard just like Mordin is.