By Etude, Archivist (aka Mr Attitude, aka Pinky, aka FuzzyBritches)
As mentioned previously in Into the Archives, Rondo had been on the hunt for something dear to the M&M crew, something stored behind closed doors, stashed in the storage room – a room not accessible to the feline five. That is – to us. Since someone insisted on knowing the purpose of our hunt we divulged we were seeking out Grammy’s stash of kitty kibble – a dear commodity doled out in minuscule portions at M&M Central. Enticingly dear to three of us because there is a dearth of it meted out to a dumpling and a couple of portly pusses and dear to Grammy in her fight to maintain waistlines on those self-same three pudgies.
Whilst delving into the depths of the Cat’s Pantry Rondo found boxes, might I say, bins filled with stuff. Not the initial purpose of the hunt but, oh this looked oh, so interesting! Interesting enough to sidetrack us from a hunt for food! Yes, distracted, definitely, by those boxes. What a phenomenal feat to distract three pudgies away from food.
Well, there they were... bits of paper, old photographs and cat clothing – yes clothing for kitties. So silly- the cat clothing! Or was it? I ask you....Why would a cat wear clothes when he has a fur suit that’s made to fit? Back to that another day! Well, it looked like the investigation of said bins might take some time and definitely lots of energy. So the pudgerigars (Grammy’s word, not ours!), feeling a little peckish after taking stock of the situation decided it would be expedient to stock up before diving further into the stockpile. After a little feline sustenance (Of course, we found the stash, never any doubt!) the workload was divvied up and meted out.
Well, now we three know we are NOT the cause of Grammy’s greying hair! No, Whiskers, Rondo and I are very aware now that we’ve been into the boxes. We did not cause those grey wisps to sprout from Grammy’s pate. No we didn’t! We may have, and I say MAY have, added a few here and there over the years but those grey hairs started appearing eons ago. Yes, for sure. We’ve seen the dye bottles to prove it. Ooops! Scratch that last sentence.
Sooooo! The Mistress and Master of Mischief are cats of this by-gone era, eons ago. Cats who lived long before any of us were single-celled swimmers co-mingling and dividing and subdividing. Their names, just so’s you know are Pusspuss and Malcolm. Oh and there was a little angelic kitty named Monty but we’ll save his sad tale for another time. Yes, Pusspuss and Malcolm were magnificently inventive mischiefs with a plethora of escapades from which we can draw. Woohoo!
For today though let’s start with Pusspuss. We’ll call her Puss to save time and ink. This Puss came preprogrammed to hunt. She was the sweetest snuggler on bed or sofa – a veritable purr machine. The floor was another matter altogether. Puss was silent, ninja-stealthy and lethal to boot. Nothing inanimate or otherwise and no-one animated got past her without being pounced upon and tackled, yes brought to his, her or its proverbial knees. Grammy has the carpet burns to prove it.
By Rondo, the Chatty Boy
Goodness gracious! Finally! It’s my turn to post a blog.... Well, that’s as it should be, don’t you think? I always have lots to say. Besides being a chatty boy and never at a loss for miaus, I’m the intelligent industrious one, the intrepid explorer and by far, the most handsome. Most definitely the handsomest...just in case you were wondering. Well, no need to ever again! I’m the GQ centerfold of feline fabulousness at M&M Central! Now that I’ve set that straight.... let’s move on.
Last week I was on the hunt... yes, exploring (no matter what for, but the rest of M&M Central were behind me, not literally, but behind my exploring, nevertheless. I was on a mission.) ... and whoop-de-doo! What an incredible find! So incredible it altered my purpose for being on the hunt. It was a profound surprise! More than a surprise! It was a revelation. A revelation that surprised me... though why I would be surprised surprises me. A cat of my intelligence should have known. Well, here it is! Maybe you’d better sit down before you read this.... It’s pretty shocking, yes, and surprising....
M&M Central was formed before we, the current frisky kitties, came along! Yes, long before! Eons before! In fact, it was formed in a completely different century. Shocking? I’ll say it was! ... It was absolutely astonishing. In fact, it was mind blowing? Totally! Who knew there was a century before ours? You did? Well, I had no idea! None! And who knew M&M Central was in existence before us, in another century, eons ago? If I wore socks it would have knocked my socks off. Yes, it would. It would literally knock the socks off my little pawsies! That is, if I wore them.
So how did all this come about, this phenomenal revelation? A little background here....
Five Cats, Five Personalities, One Goal - Mischief & Mayhem.