April 7, 2008
Chaisey said we better start kitty-blogging if we want anybody to read our blog.
The Fox and the Cat
Aesop’s Fables
A Fox was boasting to a Cat of its clever devices for escaping its enemies. “I have a whole bag of tricks,” he said, “which contains a hundred ways of escaping my enemies.”
“I have only one,” said the Cat; “but I can generally manage with that.”
Just at that moment they heard the cry of a pack of hounds coming towards them, and the Cat immediately scampered up a tree and hid herself in the boughs. “This is my plan,” said the Cat. “What are you going to do?”
The Fox thought first of one way, then of another, and while he was debating the hounds came nearer and nearer, and at last the Fox in his confusion was caught up by the hounds and soon killed by the huntsmen.
Miss Puss, who had been looking on, said:
“Better one safe way than a hundred on which you cannot reckon.”
(So what would the cat do if it was indoors and it couldn’t find a tree? Answer me that Mr smart-ass Aesop and your stupid cat.)
The real moral is, cats only have one trick and they won’t even help out their friend the fox when he gets in trouble with some hounds.
So don’t get a cat. Not even a dog-cat. Get a fox. Foxes are very friendly and affectionate.
Foxes are smart and they have a lot of tricks even if sometimes they can’t think of one fast enough and they might get in trouble with some hounds.
And don’t let a pack of hounds and a bunch of huntsmen into your house because the cat won’t be able to find a tree. Unless you don’t like your cat very much, as I don’t, and in that case you might as well let them in. The fox will probably think of something.
I was crying when the fox got torn to bits by the huntsmen. And I can’t stand that smart-ass Miss Puss.
Did I mention that I hate this one? I hate this one! Don’t ask me to do it anymore Chaisey, ok?
April 7, 2008 at 11:37 am
Oh, Foxy, don’t worry! It’s just a fable! I’m pretty sure that means it’s not true. You are too smart to let a bunch of silly huntsmen find you.
April 7, 2008 at 11:43 am
I guess I got pretty rattled Elf. I thought I could take it. And I hate that Miss Puss!
April 7, 2008 at 11:55 am
Well, you don’t need to do painful kittyblogging anymore. You’ve done your part. I’m sure the rest of us could pitch in from here. Besides, I have nine cats now that would love some extra attention! They’ve always dreamed of being on the internets!
You just could focus your attention on… Hmm… Foxy things.
April 7, 2008 at 12:08 pm
Will do, Elf. Say, that Miss Puss isn’t one of your cats is she?
I think that snotty Miss Puss has already had plenty of time on the winterebbs.
April 7, 2008 at 12:59 pm
Oh, no sir. I don’t have a single snotty cat in my possession (except for Mr. Mung Bean who sneezes constantly… I think it’s all the alley air).
April 8, 2008 at 6:51 am
Oh Foxy! That’s a super-sad story. At first I didn’t know who to root for because I love pussies and of course, I love you, too, but then I realized what the story was really all about - decisions! I know EXACTLY how you feel about sometimes having to make important decisions like when I’m in a shop trying to decide between about 30 pairs of shoes and then when I finally think I know which ones I want someone else snaps them up.
April 8, 2008 at 7:17 am
Yes Shelly, it’s exactly the same.
April 9, 2008 at 9:08 pm
That’s a very scary bedtime story Foxy, but it’s a fable, which means it’s just a fig newton of somebody’s imagination.
Elfy’s right, you’ve done your part for kittyblogging. It was very very brave of you. Are you okay now?
April 9, 2008 at 9:30 pm
I’ll be ok now Chaisey. Did lots of those kitty knitters come and read our blog? I did it for them you know.
April 10, 2008 at 12:13 pm
Maybe we better try real estate blogging. That’s what people want to read about. Cats and real estate.
April 12, 2008 at 8:23 am
Maybe we should have a contest.
April 12, 2008 at 9:12 am
If we had a real estate contest those ESIs would have already have won it Chaisey. They know everything about real estate. Plus they’ve got that Zoom lending them her giant cat. And their coyote didn’t even eat it.
April 12, 2008 at 2:21 pm
Maybe we should talk to Zoom and see if she will lend us the giant cat next time she goes away!
April 12, 2008 at 2:23 pm
I promise I wouldn’t eat it.
April 12, 2008 at 8:44 pm
That’s better than the ESIs promised. But maybe it would be best if it’s not you who asks her. She might get suspicious if a fox shows up at her door asking to borrow her cat and promising not to eat it.
April 13, 2008 at 12:27 am
Maybe you’re right Chaisey. Maybe Elf should be the one to go and get the cat.