Tipper Be’s Bad #Caturday #TipperAndChickie

Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? I got out again! Hahaha!

#4 Hooman Sister looked out and said, “Who’s that?”

None of us recognized them, and they hid behind the porch when they saw us looking at them. Momma took some treats out to see if she could make friends. She thought #4 Hooman Sister was right behind her, so she didn’t close the door, and I got out and the stranger ran away.

#4 Hooman Sister cheated and played a sound she found on Instagram that makes cats come to you, and I did, and she brought me back in. Boo!

This isn’t the same one, but it works, too.

I don’t really care if I had to come in; I just don’t want Momma paying attention to a stranger cat. These toys are MINE!

Chickie: And mine!!

But I was playing with them in this picture!

And this is absolutely MY chair!

And I’m gonna claim this couch … as long as Chickie doesn’t claim it first.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you come when you’re called?



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One thought on “Tipper Be’s Bad #Caturday #TipperAndChickie

  1. Dan Antion

    March 12, 2022 at 7:03am

    You’re a sly one, Tipper.

    As for the writing prompt, in a word, no.

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  2. Michael Hodges

    March 12, 2022 at 8:56am

    My cat just sat here completely unfazed by the entire array of sounds. I guess Tygurz doesn’t care ’bout dem sownds. Then again, we ARE talking about a fellow with a broad independent streak and notably dog-like behavior in many areas.

    One of the other cats, Lucy, was interested and thoroughly annoyed.

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  3. acflory

    March 12, 2022 at 8:01pm

    Eek! I listened to that video and my heart rate actually sped up, even though I knew it wasn’t real. Or…it wasn’t real /now/ but it had been real. I simply can’t handle hearing a young creature in distress – puppy, kitten, human baby. They all affect me the same way. I’ve literally run through the aisles of a supermarket to make sure the crying baby was ok.
    Golli did look up but only the dog got ‘excited’.
    Glad you came in Tipper. We worry about you guys.

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    • Marian Allen

      March 13, 2022 at 11:26am

      I think it’s really important to check on babies crying in distress, not just in frustrated rage, and maybe even then. You never know how close the mother is to the end of her rope. Sometimes she needs somebody to distract the baby while she pulls herself up to a more secure position. I did have a mother ream me out once, because her child had Asperger’s and the extra attention made him worse. It made me feel really bad, especially since I had added to HER stress as well as the child’s. That’s only happened once, though. People here in our little town used to zero in when #4 Daughter bellowed in the store until they got used to the fact that that was just what she did when I told her NO.

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      • acflory

        March 13, 2022 at 6:04pm

        Yes! Better too much attention than not enough. I keep thinking of that old saying about it taking a village to raise a child.
        The odd thing is that I’m pretty sure I was totally UNclucky before I had the Offspring.

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        • Marian Allen

          March 14, 2022 at 10:04am

          I know I was unclucky before I got expectant. After #4 (the only one I birthed) popped out, I got pathologically watchful because I didn’t have her safe INSIDE me anymore.

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          • acflory

            March 14, 2022 at 6:36pm

            -sigh- I was the same, Marian. It’s taken me years to not do what my own mother did to me. :/

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            • Marian Allen

              March 15, 2022 at 8:18am

              Sara went through a bout of depression in her teens (don’t we all?) and her counselor asked me to come in. She addressed my over-protectiveness and said, “It must be such a responsibility, to have the power to stop all danger and evil.” It brought me up short. But, as Sara has grown and learned about the world and the world I grew up in, she’s come to understand where I was coming from.

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              • acflory

                March 15, 2022 at 10:09pm

                I kind of understood where my mother was coming from – WW2, Hungarian revolution, being a refugee etc etc – but it’s not till now that I /feel/ some of the fear that must have motivated her.
                None of us can really know how another feels until we experience a little of what they’ve lived through. ‘Walk a mile in my shoes’ has never been more relevant.

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  4. Michael Williams

    March 13, 2022 at 1:00pm

    Played it for our calico Vicky, who got up from her nap and looked out the window. Dumbass.

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