Showing posts with label the fine art of compromise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the fine art of compromise. Show all posts

Tuesday, 27 November 2018

Blankie Battles part 2

Sampo is hogging the better end of the blankie - it has the heaty pads under that part. I am plotting my approach.
Seppo came over to try to warn me off, just as Sampo's lasers were beginning to glow.  Seppo pointed out to me the pair of ears behind Sampo, which he was worried I had not seen.
 Of course I had seen Mesi was there. And look at those lasers set to stun.
They do not challenge me! First Sampo took flight, and then I was left with Mesi - admittedly a bigger challenge in so many ways. Seppo had to turn away.
I too have my lasers, but I also have a very neat weapon: a nekkid shriveled nutsack in the face is enough to put Mesi off her stride.
She was left reeling and victory was mine. Well, sort of - she inisisted on sitting on the blankie still with ears alert and a very sulky face. But I got the heat I wanted.

Thursday, 21 September 2017

Thursday Tortitude

Jaava here. The other day we actually had some sunshine and I wanted the shelf where Mirsku was sitting, so gave his tailio a whap.
 Now he decided it was time to play - which was not my plan at all.
 I gave him the impression that I was willing to have his mighty paw land on my head.
 And then with a swift, sleek movement, slid  my head under his. Seppo watched in awe - as well he should.
And now Mirsku decided he would give me a bath.
I even got him to do that awkward bit at the back of my neck. And  I gave the stinkeye to Seppo at the same time.
 I may not have shifted him from the shelf, but I managed to get him to wash me instead. Result!