Whiskers & Purrs

One Word Wednesday: Hidey-Place

To all the peoples on the innernets,

This is Mademoiselle Coco Chanel speakin'.  Today is one word Wednesday and mommy says I gits to pick our word.  Today's word is "hidey-place".  Okay, it's two words...so, sue me.  This is a very important word. 

Sometimes a woman needs to have a place to go to git 'way from everybody when they is gittin' on her nerves.  This here picture shows my favorite hidey-place...in between the shower curtain and the liner.  I hide here lots...mommy never thinks to look here when she can't find me and she starts to thinkin' for sure that I have gotted outta the house.  It's real fun to be in your hidey-place when mommy starts to freak out 'cause she thinks you is gone forever.  It's specially fun when she starts cryin'...you can really know that she loves you when that happens.

You can use your hidey-place when somebody new comes into the house...like repairmen, delivery peoples, and mommy's friends that you don't know.  That way, you can watch 'em but they don't even know you is there.  You can see 'em when they starts to go through mommy's stuff when they is in the bathroom...you can identify who the Mr. & Mrs. Snoopy Snooperson's are.

You can also use your hidey-place when you just need to meditate and relax.  Elsie's hidey-place is actually out in the open but sometimes when you is in the "zone" it don't matter if your hidey-place is actually hided.  It's basically just your "place" without the hidey part.  Peoples just know to leave you alone 'cause you is "zonin".

Everybody's hidey-place is different.  Where is your special zonin'-out hidey-place?

Very truly yours,
Mademoiselle Coco Chanel

A Politikal Announcement

Hi to all you peoples on the innernets.  This is Coco speakin'.  You don't normally hear much from me 'cause I'm real shy...and...I like to hide a lot.  I gots into trouble a couple of weeks ago 'cause I hided myself real good and mommy couldn't find me.  She was real mad at me.  You can read 'bout it here.

Anyways...I just wanted to let everybody know that I have decided to announce to the world that I am throwin' my politikal support to Obama.  There's lotsa reasons why...

1. I just like to say "Obama Obama Obama".
2. It will make Unkle John mad.
3. My vote will cancel out Unkle John's.
4. It might git me some points with mommy since I'm purty sure she's still real mad at me.
5. His kids call his wife "Mamma Obama" and that's even more fun to say than "Obama Obama Obama".

Very truly yours,
Mademoiselle Coco Chanel

Strike Two For Coco

Hi.  This is Coco speakin'...uh, I think I'm in trouble...BAD trouble.  See, early this mornin', some man came to the house.  He was workin' on some stuff and makin' lots and lots of noise.  He kept goin' up and down the stairs and movin' stuff around.  He talked real loud and slammed stuff around a lot.  He skeerd me 'cause I knowed he ain't supposed to be here.

So...I decided to find me a hidin' place.  See, I'm real real good at findin' hidin' places.  I did it one time before, too.  You can click here to read all 'bout my big adventure.  Mommy don't necessarily appreciate my hidin' place findin' skills...in fact, she starts to cry when I'm practicin' my skills.  That's just weird, people.

Anyways, back to the story.  So I found a place nobody would ever find me and went sound asleep.  It was nice and quiet and cozy.  In fact, I sleeped so long that I missed supper!  Dang...that was some good sleepin' a goin' on!  It was real real late...about midnight.  Mommy was a goin' to bed and realized she hadn't seen me since real early this mornin'.  She started thinkin' and was afraid the man that came to work on the house had let me out...

One minute I was snoozin' and the next thing I knowed, mommy was cryin'.  I couldn't see her but I sure could hear her.  I heard the front door open and close 'bout a jillion times.  Mommy was goin' up and down the steps...she keeped a callin' "Coco...where are you..."  I could hear her callin' my name outside, too.  Now tell me, why on earth would she be lookin' for me on the outside???  I'm real embarrassed 'cause all them neighbors we gots must think mommy is plum crazy walkin' 'round in the dark at 1:00 in the mornin', in her night gown, callin' for me. 

When she finally had given up, she noticed that Felix and Georgie and Henry and Elizabeth Taylor was all sniffin' round this real fancy thing called a chaise lounge.  It's in our spare bedroom and me and all my brothers and sisters LOVE to sleep on it...see they don't know the super-secret trick that I know...I know how to git down inside of it.  Oooohhh, it's so cozy and nobody knows where you is!

So, when mommy sawed all the cats sniffin', she knowed that was where I was.  She turned the fancy chaise lounge upside down and saw the hole I had cut into the bottom of it.  DANG...now my secret is out!

Mommy was cryin' and callin' me a hairy little sunuvabich.  I wonder what that means?  I ain't sure but I think it means she was glad to see me.

Now my big adventure is over, it's time for a nap.

Yours truly, the hairy little sunuvabich in the Graves House,
Mademoiselle Coco Chanel