The Antics of Max and Marie…2

It is midnight again, in the Gordon’s household. I am sick as a skunk and Hubster has the beginnings of it too, plus dropped a ladder on his foot so he’s in pain.

I got into bed, Hubster cleaned his teeth and I heard him shoo Marie out the bathroom. Max starts having his weirdo energetic 5 minutes where he bounds around the house like a loony up and down the stairs and leaping like he’s a rabbit on and off the bed. 

I’m laughing because he did this weird butt down and pull forward across the bed using his front paws before leaping off the bed and running into the spare room. Odd right?!

We continue to get ourselves ready for bed, lemon and honey tea for me to shift this awful cold cough storm, and Hubster thinks he sees something wrong with Max’s pantaloons. Poop…yes…stuck in his damn furry butt! 

He needs help sorting the cat out, I hold and he tries to wipe it free with the cat butt wipes. Anyone use them? Yup they suck, they are awful. Instead we try cutting it out, as much as possible, because he clearly was halfway through the job!

MARIE YOU SHE-BEAST FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA!!! She’s made her smug self comfortable on the bed.


We are now at 12:10am sat in bed, listening to Max cry and winge in the bathroom, whilst we hope he uses the litter tray alone. To finish his job, so we can then continue to clean his butt.

Now it is 12:20am and Max is as clean as we can get. It’s goodnight time now. Long haired fluffy cats are the best and we love them both, but sometimes they drive me crazy!

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The Antics of Max and Marie…2

It is midnight again, in the Gordon’s household. I am sick as a skunk and Hubster has the beginnings of it too, plus dropped a ladder on his foot so he’s in pain.

I got into bed, Hubster cleaned his teeth and I heard him shoo Marie out the bathroom. Max starts having his weirdo energetic 5 minutes where he bounds around the house like a loony up and down the stairs and leaping like he’s a rabbit on and off the bed. 

I’m laughing because he did this weird butt down and pull forward across the bed using his front paws before leaping off the bed and running into the spare room. Odd right?!

We continue to get ourselves ready for bed, lemon and honey tea for me to shift this awful cold cough storm, and Hubster thinks he sees something wrong with Max’s pantaloons. Poop…yes…stuck in his damn furry butt! 

He needs help sorting the cat out, I hold and he tries to wipe it free with the cat butt wipes. Anyone use them? Yup they suck, they are awful. Instead we try cutting it out, as much as possible, because he clearly was halfway through the job!

MARIE YOU SHE-BEAST FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA!!! She’s made her smug self comfortable on the bed.


We are now at 12:10am sat in bed, listening to Max cry and winge in the bathroom, whilst we hope he uses the litter tray alone. To finish his job, so we can then continue to clean his butt.

Now it is 12:20am and Max is as clean as we can get. It’s goodnight time now. Long haired fluffy cats are the best and we love them both, but sometimes they drive me crazy!

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