A Small Cat-Apostrophe . . .

You may have seen the two posts just below here about cats and the good life cats have in general, even on three legs; and since doing those two posts, well, it's true, I've sort of had cats on the mind a bit these past few days, a sort of feline feeling, and for some reason, I thought I'd even seen a few more cats than usual in the neighborhood these past couple of days. But it wasn't until I read Jeff's post at Life Is Beautiful yesterday that I put two and two together to come up with a four-pawed conclusion . . .
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And it is this : The word got out on the street somehow that I was a sucker for posting pictures of cats on my blog, and that word travelled fast ! ! ! Already it got down to the cats in the south of France where Jeff lives, but I heard it had even crossed the ocean, as I started stumbling on other cat oriented blogs all of a sudden, like Attack of the Tabbies, and it was then that I realized I was in serious kitty litter ! ! !
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My goodness, when I got home from work this evening, here is the scene from the street in front of the house ! ! ! There were felines as far as the eye could see. . . they had come from all over Europe, clamoring and meowing in French, German, Hungarian, even Bulgarian, to try to claw their way into my blog ! I had to drive around the block and then slip in through the garden and back door ! And only just escaped a horde of tabbies who tried to leap on my back from our catalpa tree. . . It was shades of Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds . . . I may have to board up the windows and plug the chimney !
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I'm not sure how I'm going to get rid of them ? ? ? Maybe I could tempt them with some young chicks like these ? If I let a bunch of these chicklets out at the far end of the street, maybe the cats would all run that way, and stop meowing around the house, there's no way I'll get any sleep tonight if they keep that ruckus up. . .
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Or perhaps it's some fish they'd like ? ? ? If I could drive slowly down the road dangling fish out the car windows, maybe they'd follow me away from here, like the pied piper . . . oh, I'm floundering for ideas. Perhaps if I just give in and post the above photo, that will satisfy them . . . hey, that's an idea . . . ok you wild cats, you're on the Magic Lantern Show now; so you can all stop your caterwauling and go home !
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