Unfortunately my stupid sense of humor became a reality situation here.
Poor Buddy laid on the throw rug and the tube wasn't closed (I only turned my back for a
second), so when I looked for the glue and couldn't find it, I thought I set it down
somewhere else, since I do that a lot lately.
Well, after his nap he was crying and screaming and I came running to find him trying to
walk with the rug glued to his side. Of all days, hubby was home and also came running
because Buddy is "HIS" cat, only because Buddy is the only thing in this house that listens
to him or pays any attention to him.
Hee, Hee.
Since Buddy has such long hair, I couldn't figure how could a carpet stick to a cat, could it
be static electricity? Hubby was yelling his lungs out at me which only mad the cat
scream louder. I grabbed the scissors and started cutting away the loose carpet and
finally "cut" to the problem area; low and behold I found the Krazy Glue I thought I
misplaced stuck to his fur and the small section of carpet left on his side.
"No problem" I screamed back at hubby and started rooting around for the hair clipper set
I used to cut my husband's hair, before he fired me from that job when I almost cut off his
left ear years ago --- but that is another story.
Finally found the clippers and of all things, hubby reminded me of "his" ear episode, talk
about bringing up the past. My reply back was that he was probably screaming at me then
when the "accident" happened and that he better leave the room so I don't get "shaky"
clipping "his" cat.
I never saw hubby move so fast in my life, which really made me giggle!!
Yes, I did shave Buddy and fixed the problem, the glue did not soak through all his hair to
his skin but now he really looks weird. If you look at Buddy from his left side he is fluffy
BUT if you see him from his right side, he looks like one of those hairless cats. Buddy
survived his ordeal but hubby is still upset that now Buddy looks like a freak. I told hubby,
"bucko, Buddy is not going out dancing, who cares what he looks like, he is still your baby".
So that was my day today. I think I will have my afternoon martini and just crawl under the
bed with Buddy.
By Cathy Gregor
Copyright 2006
Poor Buddy laid on the throw rug and the tube wasn't closed (I only turned my back for a
second), so when I looked for the glue and couldn't find it, I thought I set it down
somewhere else, since I do that a lot lately.
Well, after his nap he was crying and screaming and I came running to find him trying to
walk with the rug glued to his side. Of all days, hubby was home and also came running
because Buddy is "HIS" cat, only because Buddy is the only thing in this house that listens
to him or pays any attention to him.
Hee, Hee.
Since Buddy has such long hair, I couldn't figure how could a carpet stick to a cat, could it
be static electricity? Hubby was yelling his lungs out at me which only mad the cat
scream louder. I grabbed the scissors and started cutting away the loose carpet and
finally "cut" to the problem area; low and behold I found the Krazy Glue I thought I
misplaced stuck to his fur and the small section of carpet left on his side.
"No problem" I screamed back at hubby and started rooting around for the hair clipper set
I used to cut my husband's hair, before he fired me from that job when I almost cut off his
left ear years ago --- but that is another story.
Finally found the clippers and of all things, hubby reminded me of "his" ear episode, talk
about bringing up the past. My reply back was that he was probably screaming at me then
when the "accident" happened and that he better leave the room so I don't get "shaky"
clipping "his" cat.
I never saw hubby move so fast in my life, which really made me giggle!!
Yes, I did shave Buddy and fixed the problem, the glue did not soak through all his hair to
his skin but now he really looks weird. If you look at Buddy from his left side he is fluffy
BUT if you see him from his right side, he looks like one of those hairless cats. Buddy
survived his ordeal but hubby is still upset that now Buddy looks like a freak. I told hubby,
"bucko, Buddy is not going out dancing, who cares what he looks like, he is still your baby".
So that was my day today. I think I will have my afternoon martini and just crawl under the
bed with Buddy.
By Cathy Gregor
Copyright 2006
Krazy Glue - Part 1
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