13 thoughts on “New From IKEA

  1. Blue Footed Booby February 2, 2017 / 8:34 am

    Nothing like a good game of hide and go smack.

    The best is when you don’t know you’re playing until your ankles get murdered.

    • Athos's Mom February 2, 2017 / 9:35 am

      I used to cat sit for some neighbors when I was younger. If I was late in getting to the house to feed the two boys in the evening, the bigger Tom Cat would sit on top of the fridge and when I came in through the door, would sit there an whap me in the head for being late.

      • debg February 2, 2017 / 10:48 am

        Cats. They are so lucky we love them.

        My Scorpius is still very shy, but he likes to come up on the bed sometimes and hunt for bed mice. I learned the hard way that, when he’s in whackadoodle mode, I shouldn’t move my feet under the covers: the other night, he bit through the bedspread, poofy comforter, blanket, and top sheet hard enough to leave marks on one foot. Don’t want to lose a toe.

        • Brouhaha February 2, 2017 / 11:52 am

          I frequently wake up with a mousie or two in/on my bed.

          • debg February 2, 2017 / 6:30 pm

            Real ones? EEEK.

            George likes his toy mouse in bed with us. Usually in our world, bed mice are just feet moving under the covers.

          • fkaWaldenPond February 2, 2017 / 9:21 pm

            That is gross but kinda funny Brouhaha. Our family cat growing up, Smokie, would bring home mice and deposit them on the doorstep. However they never had a head; the head was cleanly almost surgically removed looking, like one clean cut with a sharp blade. (Thinking about it, at least I hope it was the cat that left them there… :S )

            • Faye February 2, 2017 / 10:41 pm

              Neighborhood Dexter?

              My childhood cat in CT would leave twitching moles on the door step for my Mother to find. Made coming home from elementary school kinda creepy.

              • fkaWaldenPond February 3, 2017 / 10:33 am

                Oh yuck 😀 I am surprised they were still twitching– they would be still fun to whap at that stage. I am fairly certain Smokie just liked crunching, chewing on mice brains and skulls.

        • Mal February 4, 2017 / 9:02 pm

          Well, you’re the one who named him Scorpius. 😉

          Of course, if you had named him Rygel, there would be other hazards …

  2. allein ? February 2, 2017 / 8:43 am

    I’ll take twelve.

    What? I have a big couch.

  3. Brouhaha February 2, 2017 / 11:51 am

    Shouldn’t that be “Mew from Ikea”?

    *snort*

  4. Ms Can Opener February 2, 2017 / 1:32 pm

    Cute little ambidextrous fur ball.

  5. Doug February 2, 2017 / 2:19 pm

    It’s better than the Captain Jules’s Useless Box

    This one is more entertaining ..

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