03 June 2007

Die or Be Stuck Forever

And then there are our really smart kittens who demonstrate the necessity of federal regulations governing the distance between bars on infant cribs:


Poor kitteh. It gotz all stuckd. I know there's a good caption for this, but I'm not sure yet what it is. Erika, maybe you have an idea.

I had to squeeze her ears down and squash her little head back through the hole with Matilda sitting way too close to me, crying that the kitty was going to die and how she Didn't Want The Kitty TO DIE AND SHE LOVED THE KITTY AND WAS IT REALLY GOING TO DIE OR BE STUCK FOREVER!?

It is hard to focus on not crushing a small mammal's skull with your bare hands while your five-year-old is wailing in your ear about death.

WILL WE HAVE TO BRING IT FOOOOOOOOOD?


Trust me, I know.

MOMMMYYYYYYYY! GET IT OUT!


Plus the stupid thing poor little kitten kept sticking her paw through the hole with her head.

[manic laughter]
(yes, that would be Freya)

I was all set to leave it until Steve got home, but I was pretty sure he'd be annoyed that there was something stuck in his computer chair so... I managed. Without sawing through anything or pulling anything's head off.

4 comments:

Queen Heather said...

Poor kitteh! I'm glad you got her out.

I'm a sucker for kitties.

Erika, Plain Jane Mom said...

HALP! IZ TRYN TO STUDIEZ!

Ask Karrie -- I'm sure she could do better ;)

Stepherz said...

Poor Kitty! How cute!

Ewokmama said...

Freaking cats, man. Aren't they supposed to be the smart ones? The ones whose heads DON'T get stuck in small spaces because they have whiskers that warn them away? Sheesh. My cats have some goofy moments, as well - especially the fat one who doesn't know she's fat and tries to leap across great divides but falls terribly short of reaching her goal. It doesn't phase her, though.