Power lunch with Fluffy

Been meaning to share this little tidbit for a long time. I had this cartoon on my office wall at Digital for many years in the 80’s; I think it came from the New Yorker but can’t recall, and there’s no sign of it online that I can find. (Click for a larger version.)

It was brought to mind recently when my bandmate diagnosed me as — accused me of being? — a high-functioning obsessive. It has gotten to the point where we joke about it on stage, and I found myself saying into the microphone, “An organized kitty is a productive kitty!” Now at least some people will have a referent for this odd saying.

Kitty's Datebook
Kitty’s Datebook

I admit to being tickled that this particular week in April 2006 seems to correspond to the fictional week being displayed here. Is that part of my malady?

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3 Comments to “Power lunch with Fluffy”

  1. Paul 11 April 2006 at 3:13 pm #

    I don’t see ‘Lick myself on the pretense of grooming’ , surely that would warrant an entry? Maybe that’s just ‘free time’.

  2. Eve 11 April 2006 at 3:54 pm #

    Clearly little Boots here is up to his ass in alligators, and that particular B-priority item had to be pushed out until the week of April 17.

  3. Robin Wilton 26 April 2006 at 6:14 am #

    Class. Our ex cat regularly managed a subtle variant on the ‘disappear for two days’ ploy. He used to disappear any time there were signs that we were packing. Either that or sit in the suitcase you’re trying to pack.

    Anyhow, he vanished just as we were leaving for the weekend once. We had warned the friendly neighbour (where he usually spent his weekends anyway…), so we were confident he wasn’t going to starve.

    When we got back, we found that he’d been hiding in the bedroom. Over the two days, he’d eaten a pot of wallpaper paste and (don’t ask) the candy flowers off a christening cake, shredded a box of tissues and done predictably unspeakable things smack in the middle of the duvet.

    His diary must have been quite a read that week.