Danegeld

[desperance]

As part of my ongoing campaign to make everybody understand that in fact I do actually live in the Lit & Phil, today I am taking in a packed lunch.

Weirdly, I've never done this before. Sometimes I've wanted to stay through lunchtime and so bought food in town, but I've never been this pre-organised. I have bread, though, I have ham; those siren lures would draw me home, so I might as well take 'em with.

I was preparing my sandwich, then, with the boys fussing around my feet; and I did it, I fell, I yielded. I gave them a sliver each.

HAMZ!!

Aaargh. Great mistakes we have made, vol 17. ch 3.

More frantic kitties this world has never seen. They are now plotting in front of the refrigerator, trying to work out how they opened the door last time. I am going to be pre-emptive (or possibly post-emptive, if they work it out while I'm gone) and buy a child-lock while I'm in town.

Meantime, I have not-actually-Tupperware boxes containing ham&mustard sandwich and dill pickles. I have a flask of coffee and a dark chocolate Kitkat. I might pick up a bottle of wine later, and then it'll really be just like home...

Comments

[wishwords.livejournal.com]

When I had Ruh (23 pounds of solid muscled bobcat hybrid) I had childproof locks on everything. I don't remember why the refrigerator one didn't work, but I ended up just putting industrial strength Velcro straps on the door and side. Good luck. It's certainly peace of mind to not have to worry about anyone getting locked in the fridge.

[http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/]

The mind control lasers are clearly out and about. You have not seen the unedifying spectacle of me trying to eat a prawn mayo sandwich in the presence of Mooncat, but it is nigh on impossible. She glares. She sneaks. She insinuates.

[muninnhuginn]

As far as I've ever experimented, child locks--like child-proof pill bottles--work only to prevent adults in a hurry from getting into things. If toddlers can open them, the cats shouldn't be stretched at all.

[cakmpls.livejournal.com]

Dusty, our oldest cat (but I would not have thought she was the smartest) has figured out that when I run the microwave in the morning it sometimes means BACON! She has taken to sitting in that corner of the kitchen looking up expectantly when she hears the microwave running.

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

No munching in the Silence Room! (Well, all right then, munch quietly)!

[a-d-medievalist.livejournal.com]

I consider mine a dieting aid. Because I never get through all of my own portion of meat or fish. I cannot resist the pathetic sounds from the one, and the other one puts the Artful Dodger to shame.

[frandowdsofa.livejournal.com]

We got a thing from Mothercare, a seat-belt sort of closure with sticky patches at either end, and put it way up high on the top of the door. You had to push a big button to get it to release, at a height and angle that made it awkward for short spaniels.

Meep the Visiting Cat knows the squeak of the fridge door. Human opens door to get, say, milk. Human closes door and discovers Meep sitting behind it, head to one side, saying Where my Hamz? I haz been waitin here all dai.

[mantichore.livejournal.com]

Okay: cats are silly and greedy little varmints. But can be funny too. I give you Exhibit A:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wvo-g_JvURI

[ellarien]

Our late Horace used to dig the paper from the Sunday bacon joint out of the kitchen bin and drag it around the house, growling. The only other thing he would growl about was a fresh piece of flock material -- once it was chewed and nubbled it lost its appeal.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Heh. May I just say, my deepest gratitude and love for this? I looked at the timecode and thought "four minutes? without the soundtrack that is no doubt meant to drive it? I doubt it..." And then I started watching. And provided my own soundtrack of cackles and hoots and "oh noes!"

It's adorable. Thank you.

[mantichore.livejournal.com]

I take a perverse glee at seeing the cat dive into the water-filled bathtub and back out at the speed of sound.

Aren't I a stinker? ^__________^

[devonellington.wordpress.com (from livejournal.com)]

My cats are crazy about ham. All of them. They love it, love it, love it.

The twins discovered they could open the refrigerator door if they each pulled on a side of the tea towel tucked through the handle.

Tea towels are no longer kept on that door.

I also keep a few jars of Gerber Stage 2 baby Ham on hand, in case someone gets sick and doesn't want to eat -- they LOVE human baby food, especially ham. (And the vet okay'd it).