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		<title>By: LaSalleUGirl</title>
		<link>http://tomatonation.com/stories-true-and-otherwise/deckheads/comment-page-2/#comment-68665</link>
		<dc:creator>LaSalleUGirl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2011 19:44:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have now read this essay approximately 40 bajillion times, yet it still makes me laugh hysterically. I thought of it the other day when my mom was telling me how she unceremoniously tossed both of her toddler kitties (about 10 months old at the time) out the back door and into the 18 inches of snow on the back deck. You know, just to see how they reacted to their first experience of snow. Needless to say, Bonnie and Clyde were not best pleased. They were, however, really intrigued by the concept of snow. They wanted the back door to be left open so that they could look through the glass storm door and glare at that cold and evil white stuff.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have now read this essay approximately 40 bajillion times, yet it still makes me laugh hysterically. I thought of it the other day when my mom was telling me how she unceremoniously tossed both of her toddler kitties (about 10 months old at the time) out the back door and into the 18 inches of snow on the back deck. You know, just to see how they reacted to their first experience of snow. Needless to say, Bonnie and Clyde were not best pleased. They were, however, really intrigued by the concept of snow. They wanted the back door to be left open so that they could look through the glass storm door and glare at that cold and evil white stuff.</p>
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		<title>By: Karen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 20:43:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hee. Love the cats. Which is good, as I support 3. While occasionally they deign to recognize their names, my husband and I are fairly certain that we&#039;re referred to, and only when absolutely necessary, of course, as &#039;That guy&#039; and &#039;That other guy&#039;.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hee. Love the cats. Which is good, as I support 3. While occasionally they deign to recognize their names, my husband and I are fairly certain that we&#039;re referred to, and only when absolutely necessary, of course, as &#039;That guy&#039; and &#039;That other guy&#039;.</p>
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		<title>By: Elle</title>
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		<dc:creator>Elle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 14:16:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My 10 year old cat was on our fifth floor balcony hiding under a blanket when I heard this loud high pitched shreeking noise. I ran into the living room to see if my declawed cat was ok I saw her crouched in the corner with a bird in her mouth. WOW.. screaming and freaking out to my she let go and the bird started flying around the apartment. Crazy how did this old cat who has only been outside in the later years of her life with no claws catch this bird?? What a hunter she is.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My 10 year old cat was on our fifth floor balcony hiding under a blanket when I heard this loud high pitched shreeking noise. I ran into the living room to see if my declawed cat was ok I saw her crouched in the corner with a bird in her mouth. WOW.. screaming and freaking out to my she let go and the bird started flying around the apartment. Crazy how did this old cat who has only been outside in the later years of her life with no claws catch this bird?? What a hunter she is.</p>
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		<title>By: Pamela</title>
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		<dc:creator>Pamela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 00:44:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>crying. CRYING. 

&quot;STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH YOUR JUDGMENT OFâ€¦JUDGING&quot;

omdg. crying.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>crying. CRYING. </p>
<p>&#034;STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH YOUR JUDGMENT OFâ€¦JUDGING&#034;</p>
<p>omdg. crying.</p>
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		<title>By: emcasey</title>
		<link>http://tomatonation.com/stories-true-and-otherwise/deckheads/comment-page-2/#comment-34619</link>
		<dc:creator>emcasey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 15:49:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Since being allowed out for an occasional outdoor frolic, my Norman has discovered how effective a very loud voice can be. In, out, in, out. And he can be out ALL day long, but he always yells at the door to come back in and use the litterbox INSIDE. sigh.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Since being allowed out for an occasional outdoor frolic, my Norman has discovered how effective a very loud voice can be. In, out, in, out. And he can be out ALL day long, but he always yells at the door to come back in and use the litterbox INSIDE. sigh.</p>
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		<title>By: Sandman</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sandman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 18:36:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@brickton: I would happily wear such a t-shirt, for the very universality and awesomeness you mention.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@brickton: I would happily wear such a t-shirt, for the very universality and awesomeness you mention.</p>
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		<title>By: La BellaDonna</title>
		<link>http://tomatonation.com/stories-true-and-otherwise/deckheads/comment-page-2/#comment-34605</link>
		<dc:creator>La BellaDonna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 13:39:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@Lori/Lori&#039;s 15-year-old cat: Lori, I recently got a non-pet-specific catalog which featured, of all things, a fountain for one&#039;s cat. Since I have a water-baby (a two-year-old, 20-pound water-baby), that fountain is on my Getting This list - it&#039;s under $100, I think it&#039;s probably under $50. It circulates clean water &lt;i&gt;continuously;&lt;/i&gt; maybe this would appeal to your elderly, persnickitty kitty and help keep your water bills under control? Apparently, although the fountain runs continuously, your water itself does not. My kitty LOVES to watch water run ... which is why the current water bowl is a big heavy lasagna pan. He kept making tidal waves with the regular water bowl, to his brother&#039;s annoyance.

@Jean: Oh, indoor cats and their backyards. I&#039;d managed to repress &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; memory until you mentioned it. I had a house full of indoor cats who all wanted to be/had been outdoor cats, and who kept trying to escape. So the day when my then-husband and I were going to flea bomb the house, unleashing Nuclear Death Fumes, was going to be &lt;i&gt;easy&lt;/i&gt;: move a couple of chairs out into the backyard, with the cats&#039; food and water dishes, a few books, and the cats could have sanctioned Supervised Play outdoors while the N.D.F. raged indoors!

Great idea, right? Turns out that every single cat - &lt;b&gt;twelve&lt;/b&gt; of them at that time, as I recall - was a little furry agoraphobe, and had to be dragged outside. Once outside, they wanted to run back &lt;i&gt;into&lt;/i&gt; the house while the N.D.F. raged.

It was a truly horrible day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@Lori/Lori&#039;s 15-year-old cat: Lori, I recently got a non-pet-specific catalog which featured, of all things, a fountain for one&#039;s cat. Since I have a water-baby (a two-year-old, 20-pound water-baby), that fountain is on my Getting This list &#8211; it&#039;s under $100, I think it&#039;s probably under $50. It circulates clean water <i>continuously;</i> maybe this would appeal to your elderly, persnickitty kitty and help keep your water bills under control? Apparently, although the fountain runs continuously, your water itself does not. My kitty LOVES to watch water run &#8230; which is why the current water bowl is a big heavy lasagna pan. He kept making tidal waves with the regular water bowl, to his brother&#039;s annoyance.</p>
<p>@Jean: Oh, indoor cats and their backyards. I&#039;d managed to repress <i>that</i> memory until you mentioned it. I had a house full of indoor cats who all wanted to be/had been outdoor cats, and who kept trying to escape. So the day when my then-husband and I were going to flea bomb the house, unleashing Nuclear Death Fumes, was going to be <i>easy</i>: move a couple of chairs out into the backyard, with the cats&#039; food and water dishes, a few books, and the cats could have sanctioned Supervised Play outdoors while the N.D.F. raged indoors!</p>
<p>Great idea, right? Turns out that every single cat &#8211; <b>twelve</b> of them at that time, as I recall &#8211; was a little furry agoraphobe, and had to be dragged outside. Once outside, they wanted to run back <i>into</i> the house while the N.D.F. raged.</p>
<p>It was a truly horrible day.</p>
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		<title>By: Liz in Minneapolis</title>
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		<dc:creator>Liz in Minneapolis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 21:13:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My big old fluffy orange guy always wants to get out at the crows. Not the pigeons or sparrows, oh no - the large, smart, sharp-beaked killer things.

Squirrels nest under my window air conditioner, and one year I had baby squirrels frolicking on the ledge next to the air conditioner. That was awesome in and of itself, but the cats&#039; reaction? Man, I loved that. There is a table right under those windows, so they got up there and were right on the same level, chittering and tensing up and going absolutely crazy.

Later that summer, I heard banging on the AC and opened the blind. A squirrel had brought a piece of dried-up pizza up there and was eating it, and the crust was banging against against the top of the AC. Good viewing times for me - the cats didn&#039;t react to that sound, more fool them.

Final cat/window anecdote: the same big fluffy old orange guy managed to push his way through a loose corner of the screen in the window above my bed. He usually just sits inside the window on the sill, but in this case he got curious and proceeded to sit outside on the narrow 2nd-floor window ledge for 30-40 minutes before I woke up fully, reached up above my head to pet him, found no cat, looked around, and freaked out. At that point, when I raised the screen, he squished back through and acted as if nothing had happened. Ack.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My big old fluffy orange guy always wants to get out at the crows. Not the pigeons or sparrows, oh no &#8211; the large, smart, sharp-beaked killer things.</p>
<p>Squirrels nest under my window air conditioner, and one year I had baby squirrels frolicking on the ledge next to the air conditioner. That was awesome in and of itself, but the cats&#039; reaction? Man, I loved that. There is a table right under those windows, so they got up there and were right on the same level, chittering and tensing up and going absolutely crazy.</p>
<p>Later that summer, I heard banging on the AC and opened the blind. A squirrel had brought a piece of dried-up pizza up there and was eating it, and the crust was banging against against the top of the AC. Good viewing times for me &#8211; the cats didn&#039;t react to that sound, more fool them.</p>
<p>Final cat/window anecdote: the same big fluffy old orange guy managed to push his way through a loose corner of the screen in the window above my bed. He usually just sits inside the window on the sill, but in this case he got curious and proceeded to sit outside on the narrow 2nd-floor window ledge for 30-40 minutes before I woke up fully, reached up above my head to pet him, found no cat, looked around, and freaked out. At that point, when I raised the screen, he squished back through and acted as if nothing had happened. Ack.</p>
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		<title>By: Lori</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lori</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 21:02:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Granted, I am not far from it, but my kitty is driving me insane. After 15 years of drinking exclusively from a recently flushed toilet (run to toilet, sit in front of toilet, howl until toilet is flushed, then drink, &quot;ahhhh, refreshing toilet water,&quot;) my kitty decided she would drink from the bathroom sink - only RUNNING water - NO more of the toilet water for her. Run to bathroom, jump on counter, glare at me and howl the &quot;I AM DEHYDRATED, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL DAY?&quot; howl. I turn on the faucet, she tests the water for the right temperature, and drinks. SLOWLY. I can wait or walk out, intending to turn return in 3 minutes to turn off the faucet when she is finished.  Sometimes I forget. Then when I return to the bathrooom to find the water has been running for the last 3 hours, she decides she is thirsty. My water bill went up. Now, she will drink only freshly pooled water in the bottom of the shower. Run to shower, howling, daintily step into shower, stare at shower head, howl, looking back and forth from me to shower head, howling. I turn the shower on, then off, she runs out because I have wet her, howls while she waits for the shower head to stop dripping completely. Walks back into shower, drinks water as it runs down the drain. This repeats until she is satisfied. However, every time I step away from turning on/off the shower, she hisses and smacks me as she runs out, because I have wet her while she is sitting in the shower, waiting for me to turn on the shower. She is 15, she is 15, she is 15. She is 15.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Granted, I am not far from it, but my kitty is driving me insane. After 15 years of drinking exclusively from a recently flushed toilet (run to toilet, sit in front of toilet, howl until toilet is flushed, then drink, &#034;ahhhh, refreshing toilet water,&#034;) my kitty decided she would drink from the bathroom sink &#8211; only RUNNING water &#8211; NO more of the toilet water for her. Run to bathroom, jump on counter, glare at me and howl the &#034;I AM DEHYDRATED, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL DAY?&#034; howl. I turn on the faucet, she tests the water for the right temperature, and drinks. SLOWLY. I can wait or walk out, intending to turn return in 3 minutes to turn off the faucet when she is finished.  Sometimes I forget. Then when I return to the bathrooom to find the water has been running for the last 3 hours, she decides she is thirsty. My water bill went up. Now, she will drink only freshly pooled water in the bottom of the shower. Run to shower, howling, daintily step into shower, stare at shower head, howl, looking back and forth from me to shower head, howling. I turn the shower on, then off, she runs out because I have wet her, howls while she waits for the shower head to stop dripping completely. Walks back into shower, drinks water as it runs down the drain. This repeats until she is satisfied. However, every time I step away from turning on/off the shower, she hisses and smacks me as she runs out, because I have wet her while she is sitting in the shower, waiting for me to turn on the shower. She is 15, she is 15, she is 15. She is 15.</p>
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		<title>By: Laura</title>
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		<dc:creator>Laura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 06:48:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We call that noise the murder noise. 

Love the cat stories!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We call that noise the murder noise. </p>
<p>Love the cat stories!</p>
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