The Ice Cream Cup Of Shame

Lulu: “Why are you wearing a Cone of Shame? Were you biting yourself or something?”
Chaplin: “It’s not a Cone of Shame. Cones of Shame are for dogs. It’s an ice cream cup with cat food smeared on the inside.”

Lulu: “All right, but why are you wearing it on your head?”
Chaplin: “Because I didn’t get all the cat food out of it yet.”

Lulu: “Doesn’t that make it hard to see? Aren’t you afraid you’ll bump into something?”
Chaplin: “No. I don’t need eyes and ears to find my way around. I have other preternatural cat senses.”
Lulu: “Such as?”
Chaplin: “Finely tuned and highly sensitive whiskers, for one.”

Lulu: “You do realize your finely tuned and highly sensitive whiskers are also inside the cup, right?”
Chaplin: “I said FOR ONE.”

Later …

Throwback (Tucker & Dennis) Thursday: You Cannot Eat It

If someone is nearby and can hear the audio but not see the video, you can (still) expect to receive funny looks …

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Posts originally appeared October 10, 2008

Caturday Matinee: Training Day

Dada’s note: Charlee, Chaplin, and Lulu are continue to have managed interactions with each other while we work to convince Chaplin that Lulu is an acceptable addition to the house. (Charlee and Lulu are already cool, because they’re both chill ladies.) This involves having everyone together in the same room for increasingly long times while they get cookies and practice being calm. Guess which animal is best at that …

If you guessed Charlee, then you chose … wisely.