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Lucius of the Very Long Tail

Monday, March 28, 2005

Lucius sat on the toilet seat watching me wash my hands. His tail went straight back and off the edge. There couldn't have been more than two inches more tail than I could see attached to his rear, and yet, it went all the way down to the floor and curled around in the base of the toilet. I stared a moment before peeping around to find Lazarus sitting on the floor on the other side with his tail curled around the base. Extend-o-tail!

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How do I eat this?

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Lucius knows I'm making food because he can smell it, but when I sit down at the table, all he can find in my hand is a pencil, so he sniffs it for all he's worth.

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Fur Smoothie

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

In which I pioneer innovative techniques for maximizing dairy product coverage.

I made a smoothie, got distracted reading the quick start guide for my new access point, and when I looked up, Lucius had his head crammed all the way into my 8" tall glass, greedily slurping it up.

I shouted, he tried to retreat, and the glass stuck. I managed to keep the glass from falling over, but he got smoothie everywhere. All over the table, papers, the nearest cat bed. He dripped it on the floor as I carried him to the sink.

Hours later, he's still a bit sticky.

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Down the Drain

Monday, March 7, 2005

It was warm and breezy today, so I opened all the windows.

The wind blew my medicine cabinet open, so Lucius dutifully got up on the sink and started knocking things out of the medicine cabinet into the sink drain.

The bottle he chose went in head-down, of course, and was such a perfect fit for the drain that I couldn't get forceps around it. It took many goes with a loop of duct tape to retrieve it.

Why you don't have a stopper in your drain, you ask?

The cats take it and hide it.

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All the Kitchen's a Stage

Friday, February 25, 2005

Lucius walks by a large box in which Lazarus is hiding. Lazarus attempts to launch himself out of the box onto Lucius.

The box is a bit too tall for this, so Lazarus ends up hanging half in and half out of the box.

Lucius is scared anyway and hightails it for the living room.

Lazarus remains with his front feet on the floor outside the box and his back feet on the bottom of the box, hanging over the side in what looks like an uncomfortable position for a minute or two, then withdraws.

Elvira walks by. Lazarus attempts to launch himself out of the box onto Elvira.

The box is a bit too tall for this, so Lazarus ends up hanging half in and half out of the box.



Later, Lucius meanders into the kitchen with a hunk of feather boa on a stick stuck through his collar.

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