Natasha came into my bedroom on Saturday morning, while I was getting ready to meet a friend for breakfast.
We started talking about the heat outside and the A/C inside and then Natasha looked up and saw something crawling across the ceiling. She thought it a spider, but it wasn’t, and never mind about that. Ziva was laying on the bed, per standard, and Natasha said to her…
“Why aren’t you looking up?”
The admonishment continued…
“You should be looking up or attacking or pointing or something!”
I knelt down next to the queen-size mattress, put the side of my face on the comforter and proclaimed that this is the vista Ziva most often sees.
The bed. Her bed.
It’s a view of the place where Ziva sleeps her life away. There’s no looking up except when she accidentally rolls onto her back or offers her belly to me as bait. There are no intentional upward glances to protect the humans from spiders or creepy, crawly bugs.
We’re on our own here.
PS: This would have been my One-Liner Wednesday post of the week, except that I’m going to be out-of-town on business and not connected to WordPress peeps for most of the day. I’ll miss you! In the meantime, leave your comments for Ziva and I, and we’ll gladly respond in between her Tuesday naps.
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30 responses to Looking Up
Ziva has you covered from about 40” to the floor? That’s still a lot of territory.
I have to ask, what was up there and did anyone deal with it?
I hope you travel safely and have a good trip.
It’s only covered if she happens to open her eyes and look over the edge of the bed. This morning, though, she was on the window shelf, so the outside was covered until breakfast.
Ziva the watch kitty!
Okay, if you say so…😏
I’m pretty gullible
Sorry, meant to add it was only a crawly bug and I took care of it.
Where’s my treat? 😁
Ah, the Queen … She is VERY regal, M-J. 🙂
That she is. Her majesty only allows so many pets of her belly, then it’s off with my head or a kindly reminder of her royal paw and claw. 😉
She’s a beautiful girl! 🤗
Ziva gives her regards and say “thank you!”
Thank you, Ziva! 😊
Oh Lordy…. bugs on the ceiling, bugs on the ceiling! Don’t touch it! DON’T TOUCH IT!
It was just a little one, within easy reach of my arm and a Kleenex. No flying moths…. 😝
Okay. BUT NO CLIMBING! [breathes into paper bag]
Only on the soft bed…no hard objects to fall on…
BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Thanks you two for the best laugh I’ve had in a while!! 😆😆😆😆
It’s the comedy team of MOSY and MJ! One of these days, we’re going to take it on the road. 😉
I would buy a ticket for that! 🙂
Aw…Ziva is a queen for sure! Safe travels, I will miss reading your post on Wednesday’s one-liner day!
Thanks Shelley. I’m taking a road trip to Madison for a one-day meeting. I’ll be back next Wednesday!
I never really figured cats for exterminators anyway. Lol Have a great week, Mary.
Thanks Cheryl. Gibbs has killed a number of bugs. Perhaps out of frustration that he can’t get at the birds?
I get a lil freaked out sometimes when Clara “sees” things.
Those are the imaginary bugs and things that turn out to be shadows and dark spots on the wall. We’re talking real bugs here.
Well, no matter, she doesn’t really care either way…
awww Mary, I cannot tell you how much I am wishing that someone had been around to take a video of this whole scene. I’m much amused now … a video would send me over the edge.
Sending big love and squidges ~ Cobs. xxx
PS…. luuurve the cat. Give her a kiss on the head from me.
Kisses given! She says purrrrrrr and kitty squidges!