Would You Skin A Cat?

The folks were off to Fiji today, so a good chunk of the morning was spent helping them leave. Cleaning bathrooms apparently helps them on their way. Strange, but must be true. Maybe they don't think we'll do it while they're gone. Yes, I am the toilet scrubber at home as well. I sometimes wonder if God is trying to drop subtle hints. [deep booming voice]: "Thou shalt be a janitor all the days of thy life and clean up the mess of others forever." I could even find a verse for it. Something about cleansing the temple, perhaps . . . Or not.

 

Ooo, in other exciting but totally irrelevant news, on Saturday I got a huge Chronicles of Narnia cardboard poster. (yeah, I know it's not listed in my favourite movies; for some crazy reason it just won't display) It's about four and half foot high by at least two foot wide. It's pretty cool. :-) Miss Carson, no drooling on my blog please. Some people. So where do I fit the thing? Errm, yes, that is the question. At the moment it's kind of propped up on my desk leaning against the wall. Temporary quarters, pretty much. But how in the fat are you supposed to display something like that without causing permanent carnage to your wall/and keep the poster nice? Tacks are out of the question; the thing's too thick. Tape would be ugly and damage the poster. Blue tac is too weak. Nails are an option, but making big holes in the wall is a frowned upon practice here. Hmm. Maybe while they're away though . . .  ]:-) More'n one way to skin a cat.

Which brings up an interesting point. Has anyone ever wondered why the person who originated that proverb wanted to skin a cat? I mean, by all accounts they taste horrible. So that's reason one taken care of. Cats fur isn't particularly warm, not compared to say wool for example (and sheep don't make funny noises when you try to take their coat). Reason two down. But then . . . if they persist in excavating your garden, fighting/mating (it sounds the same) on your roof, and piddling on your barbeque . . . then yeah, I can begin to understand why you'd want to skin a cat several different ways. Otherwise it would get boring.

 

Disclaimer: The writer of this blog will not be held responsible for any emotional trauma caused to felinophiles. Or anyone who likes cats. Or anyone who is disturbed at the notion of skinning things. Admittedly it is a terrible thing to do. Next time you eat a steak/orange, I hope you feel guilty.