12 Apr 2012

UNHAPPY MISFORTUNE

Jenny Matlock
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One night we woke up because we heard awful screems, just like a baby in a horror movie would do. But there are no babies here around.

An unhappy Mr. G. climbed groaning out of his bed and went out to check the garden. The cries came from our weeping willow tree. Approaching in the moonless night he saw a white spot far above him, on a branch.




Arthur's favourite place from where he can overlook the whole neighborhood

Mr.G. asked me to look after a pocket lamp as he couldn't see nothing. Which I did. Mr. G. took the lamp and pointed it to the white spot. It was our cat Arthur. He was sitting there, and just meauwing a whole opera. Mr. G. started swearing (in italian of course or fortunately) in his descreet Pavarotti voice. It was past midnight and the neighbors probably all slept happily and hopefully not unhappily. (amazing how the letters U N can change a whole sentence !)

I suggested to take a ladder and try to get Arthur down. Which he did, cursing under his breath. when he had to go into the garden shed and take it out. It's amazing what Italians have a treasury of bad words ! And on top of it, it rather sounds nice not so ugly as when you are swearing in another language. Apparently dispite all efforts we were quiet noisy and suddenly some windows had opened and heads looked out. The scenery must have been worthwhile to look at. Mr. G in his pajama, buggering about with the ladder, me with the flashlight in my old T-shirt and both reasuring poor Arthur still singing in the tree.

Finally the ladder was in the right place, and a creaking Mr. G. climbed up and told Athur to jump on his shoulder. Arthur found it very funny that his beloved feeder also wanted to sit in the tree. So he welcomed him by scratching his nose. The feeder unhappily scolded with him about this kind welcome, when Arthur suddenly turned around and jumbed on another branch. No way to catch him. I called Arthur and tried to calm down the now very unhappy Mr. G ! By now Arthur had reached the lower branches and like a flash jumped down on the grass just besides my legs. Then he sat by my feet and looked up.

Mr. G. was still sitting on the ladder up in the tree ...

Because of the darkness I couldn't see his face but he certainly looked quiet unhappy !

Arthur thought it was enough now, and went in the house to take a nap on a bed of his choice.



17 comments:

  1. The adventures of Arthur....he he. He's a lovely cat. Check out my blog and you will see my 2 manx on the right side bar. Thanks for sharing.

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  2. For an animal that spends so much time laying around, sleeping or resting, cats sure can cause a lot of trouble when they are awake! Your story had me laughing as I pictured the scene in my mind.

    As for your comment on my Ruby Tuesday post - I think the garden ornament is just for decoration, not actually used for anything.

    Have a wonderful day!
    Lea

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  3. Isn't it curious (and confusing) that cats, who can always land on their feet no matter what, for some reason, when they have gotten up in a tree, suddenly, they forget the feline expertise and revert to little kittens and need HELP RIGHT NOW to get down. Great post (and ps- your husband has great patience!)

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  4. What a little brat ! lol
    To think he knew how to come down after all.
    Thank God Mr G didn't fly off the ladder coming down.
    Poor Mr G. lol

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  5. Ha ha! What a little stinker. Fantastic post.

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  6. hahaha

    And that last pic is classic!

    =D

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  7. What an adventure for Arthur and you two!

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  8. In line with this beautiful opera show Mr G and Arthur presented, I wanted to tell you I came to this post because I just found out another beautiful place your little nation has to present to the world: flower exhibition at the castle of Groot-Bijgaarden and enjoy an unforgettable flower experience.

    I was chatting with another blogger on facebook, her friend told us about this.

    May be in this life, I wish, I will come to your garden and watch Mr G and Arthur, and the next day, you can take me to see the tulips.

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  9. Haha what a mischievous cat. And poor Mr G with his discreet Pavarotti voice. LOL I found that hilarious.

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  10. That kitty has his own mind about things! He looks very happy and contented (and spoiled) in the last picture. Funny.

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  12. Gattina, we both seem to have pets who have very little consideration for the pain and suffering of their owners! But we love them still!!

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  13. Oh no!!
    funny....sorry...not then... but now. You tell the tale so well! Poor, poor Mr. G!

    I must say the last photo is utterly adorable!

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  14. That is quite an Unfortunate situation...

    I am happy to hear you all survived Unharmed...

    Excellent post for the letter "U"!

    Thanks for linking.

    A+

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