SoCS: Prose from the Pod

Brush me right there On the belly square Along the soft, creamy hair If you naively dare I’m going to stay right here Not to be cavalier, but… Don’t go near Queenie dear She’s up to something, I fear I command the brush, I say It is the pampering day Hold the hairspray Human, do not walk away In the shadows I shall hide With knowledge, abide In safety simplified From Ziva’s brand of homicide Brush me, brush me now!Read more

SoCS: If He Could Talk

“Oh boy…” “What is it Gibbs?” “Why don’t you ever stay home?” “I am home, sitting here in my pajamas.” “I mean all day.” “Oh…” “It’s one of those two days when you don’t have to earn money for kibble.” “Yes it is.” “Then why don’t you stay home?” “Because I have other things to do.” “Like what?” “Like shopping for food, my own kibble if you will. Or shopping for clothes, having lunch with friends, going to church, ridingRead more

SoCS: Musings from the Where Pod

“Where did she go Ziva?” “Why do you always ask me that?” “Because I think you know.” “I know nothing, Gibbs. Absolutely nothing.” “Are you sure? Positive?” “Yes, I’m positive. The one thing I do know is that she always comes home to feed and pet us.” “That’s true, but I can never tell when. Why doesn’t she come home at the same time every day?” “Because she wants to drive you crazy.” “Funny.” “It’s a short trip.” “Not funny.”Read more

SOCs: “We Admit” Caturday

We admit we’re drawn in by the sun and the birds and whatever stimulates cats Mom says we should admit to a lot more and much more because we’re not always heavenly cats We admit we love life and food and more food which makes us pleasingly plump cats Mom says to admit we’re crazy and a bit lazy but we say we’re normal cats We admit we want love and affection and chin skritches to soothe two purring catsRead more

National Cat (ur) Day!

Hey, pssst, Gibbs! Do you know what day it is today? Ummm…Queenie, it’s 1:00 a.m. and I’m trying to sleep. Why are you asking me stupid questions? It’s not a stupid question and don’t give me that crap about trying to sleep. You wake the human when she’s trying to sleep and that doesn’t seem to matter. That’s different. Well, okay, you can tell yourself that and believe, but I’d like you to answer my question. Do you know theRead more

It’s All About Her

It’s all about her. Ziva rules, Gibbs drools. Gibbs has been a naughty boy of late, more so than normal, so he’s taking a respite from celebrity. Ziva ponders the goings-on and noise over in the field. The “beep, beep, beep” of heavy machinery plowing earth woke us up at 6:30 am on a Saturday morning – a day when I prefer to “sleep in.” Costco is building next door. It’s apparent that Ziva, nor the remainder of the humans andRead more

Cat Commandments

My Confession: Sometimes I DO ignore Gibbs and Ziva (but they always get even). I don’t spend the majority of my paycheck on cat gifts and toys. But, really, who else would get the kids a toy called Marie Rattoinette? Huh? *sheepishly, they agree* You know, I’ve had other cats before you. It is the way it is in the life of a feline lover. You both would have loved fat Willie (he was a beautiful soul), although the Queen would have had toRead more