tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22157774.post4528793514391031541..comments2023-10-30T06:40:03.350-05:00Comments on Surviving the Chaos: NonnyChaos-Jamiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17643470959118675651noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22157774.post-27716641169981080652010-09-28T19:30:19.807-05:002010-09-28T19:30:19.807-05:00We had a cat who liked to bring bats to us in the ...We had a cat who liked to bring bats to us in the middle of the night. Most of them were still alive too. Nothing like waking up at 2 AM to the sound of bats who disapprove of being eaten.Sir Nottaguy-Imadadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12806292997819238246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22157774.post-40312575239336986762010-09-28T18:43:49.920-05:002010-09-28T18:43:49.920-05:00Solution? I bequeath my two cheerio killers to you...Solution? I bequeath my two cheerio killers to you. They won't even eat cat meat in a can. Just dry food that looks like cheerios. <br /><br />They can teach your mouser to be neat and not give you heart problems. <br /><br />Now, if they could just catch my darn coffee cup - I know Mrs hid it again, but where? Sneaky, I bet it's in the bottom of the cat's cheerio sack - YEH!!Senior Citizennoreply@blogger.com