ha! You're fun. I don't know, I'd say it's all Greet to me, but I took Latin. I think Google Translator just smacked me on the hand, and this is what I came up with. Greek Name
Well, I don't know anyone who pronounces the "ch" in "chaos" like the "ch" in "cheese," so "caos" or "kaos" make more sense. But, as we all know, English spelling is krazy. As I hear it, though, "khaos" is more khaotic than "kaos."
Oh, Lucien, the fun has just begun. Take it from a long time cat person (we are now down to two with the recent loss of my darling Lucie). Keep this many and your life will be nothing but chaos but the funny kind nonetheless. Oh, and as far as to why they took the shirt , it is a sign of affection. They love the smell. Our cats over the years have raided our closet of a lot of apparel and foowear. They are not stalking you, just a sign of affection.
My neighbor's Rottweiler used to come in our garage and steal my socks and golf shoes and take them home to put under their porch. He loved me and would growl at people who came into my driveway to protect me. We didn't really need the alarm system. I was never happy that they let him loose so much.
I've been wondering how the shirt got to the hallway floor from wherever Lucian laid it out. I did wonder for a moment if Lucian lays his clothes out on the hallway floor, but then I thought "Nah, no way -- not with kitties in the house."
Ah, that's a definite fact of life with young cats. Or even older cats. Just as I was sharing this with the wife, our two five-year old Siamese mixes went tearing through the house like an elephant stampede. Bully boy chasing his smaller sister, as is typical. Had to go break it up. It's all even more fun after dark when you're trying to sleep, yep!
And then there's the much-loved "Furball in the Night" on the bed game...
But they chose your shirt. They love you. I love that part of having animals, little compliments they don't even know they're giving. And now they're all but grown, I guess in their preteen years. It's their nocturnal ways that are challenging for us daytime folks. Love hearing the kitty stories.
That's right, they chose your shirt because you belong to them, like one of their toys, or the litter box. It's a feline compliment. And your clothing smells good to them, comforting, homely (in the British sense of the word).
Lovely story, stirring memories of my two rescue kitties from the bottom of a drain pipe, many years ago. Named them PIPER and DRAINER. They tore up many a room😄
Yes, yes, I know I misspelled "khaos" before posting the column, so the one you get in your email inbox has "Kaos." Sorry, corrected.
Someone cares about this?
Hahaha!
Everyone knows it's Kayos.
In Greece, for sure.
oops. I was trying to misspell it.
That's OK. I made that up. It just looked Greek, tho, didn't it?!
ha! You're fun. I don't know, I'd say it's all Greet to me, but I took Latin. I think Google Translator just smacked me on the hand, and this is what I came up with. Greek Name
Χαος Χαεος.
Well, I don't know anyone who pronounces the "ch" in "chaos" like the "ch" in "cheese," so "caos" or "kaos" make more sense. But, as we all know, English spelling is krazy. As I hear it, though, "khaos" is more khaotic than "kaos."
In Italian, it's caos! Elvis must be wondering when they're going.
Oh, Lucien, the fun has just begun. Take it from a long time cat person (we are now down to two with the recent loss of my darling Lucie). Keep this many and your life will be nothing but chaos but the funny kind nonetheless. Oh, and as far as to why they took the shirt , it is a sign of affection. They love the smell. Our cats over the years have raided our closet of a lot of apparel and foowear. They are not stalking you, just a sign of affection.
My neighbor's Rottweiler used to come in our garage and steal my socks and golf shoes and take them home to put under their porch. He loved me and would growl at people who came into my driveway to protect me. We didn't really need the alarm system. I was never happy that they let him loose so much.
I've been wondering how the shirt got to the hallway floor from wherever Lucian laid it out. I did wonder for a moment if Lucian lays his clothes out on the hallway floor, but then I thought "Nah, no way -- not with kitties in the house."
Too late to try to save yourselves. Just go limp and submit to your kitten overlords.
Konfounding kreatures, aren’t they?
Kulprit Kittens Khaos... a keeper
Ah, that's a definite fact of life with young cats. Or even older cats. Just as I was sharing this with the wife, our two five-year old Siamese mixes went tearing through the house like an elephant stampede. Bully boy chasing his smaller sister, as is typical. Had to go break it up. It's all even more fun after dark when you're trying to sleep, yep!
And then there's the much-loved "Furball in the Night" on the bed game...
Yup, you've got it about right! I get that last one, a LOT more than I ever expected, but I still love the now 14 yr. old "kitties".
Those Kute Kittens certainly know how to have fun. They are precious 😻
But they chose your shirt. They love you. I love that part of having animals, little compliments they don't even know they're giving. And now they're all but grown, I guess in their preteen years. It's their nocturnal ways that are challenging for us daytime folks. Love hearing the kitty stories.
That's right, they chose your shirt because you belong to them, like one of their toys, or the litter box. It's a feline compliment. And your clothing smells good to them, comforting, homely (in the British sense of the word).
I'm laughing because I do know, as do you obviously, cats never belong to us. We belong to them. Just ask my little Violet.
And where is MOM in all of this, has she decided to just leave the house??
Those mothers!
OMG...is she back on the town?
Lovely story, stirring memories of my two rescue kitties from the bottom of a drain pipe, many years ago. Named them PIPER and DRAINER. They tore up many a room😄
They are so big now. Happy Monday.
There’s nothing in this world you can’t bring alive on the page Lucian! Word Meister Extraordinaire!
Kute! Hopefully you'll konfine these kuddley, konfounding kritters so that you can rest in komfort tonight! 😉
you need some more strategically placed boxes.
Love these continuing reports from the Truskott Kattery!
They really are at that half-grown Agent of Chaos stage, yeah. Good luck sleeping, Lucian.