Ruckus

I figure this old illustration I call Devil Cat fits the bill for Ruckus.  A www.illustrationfriday.com theme I can't ignore.  Because the word Ruckus is just plain cool!

Devil Cat is just busy and full of crazy cat energy.  Cats do create a ruckus where ever they go.  Especially at meal time.

Here are 5 random crazy cat tales about my old cat Baby. For Random 5 Friday

Baby

1)  Baby once got locked in a stranger's apartment. But before I discovered this I called my future husband Dean to lead a cat hunt. No baby. She was dog gone lost.  But then I heard a faint cry near the door of a future cat burglar.  "Baby, is that you?"  "Mew, meow.  Meow, mew" she whined.  I called the land lord and he came over with a key.  Disgruntled.  He opened the door and Baby made a bee line for my apartment. After that Baby was no longer allowed to roam the halls.  But it was almost impossible to keep her inside.  

2)  Baby hated everyone.  So when she met my future husband for the first time she creeped up behind him and gave him a hard paw slap on the cheek.  After this initial punishment they became fast friends.

3)  Baby went ballistic over other cats. One night while I was away on a layover as a flight attendant, my future hubbie Dean slammed the open window down on her paw.  Baby had woke him up in the middle of the night screaming at a cat outside.  You know the kind of blood curdling alley cat screech. Some how she used her super cat powers to heal herself because she was fine soon after.  But Dean worried that our relationship wouldn't be.  If she would have had a limp.....

4) One time I found a piece of cat poop in my bedside kleenex box. It took me awhile.  But I figured she was having one of those kook outs after she got one stuck in her nether regions.  You know like when they run at warp speed and scoot across the floor.  Well, she used to jump from my head board onto the mantle of the fireplace in my studio apartment.  That's when the poop hit the fan.  Or dropped into my kleenex box as it were.

5)  Baby left her DNA on all my artwork.  Here she is sitting on Devil Cat.  How appropriate.  She was mine.

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