The calico's clean clothes seal of approval

Apparently, the clothes weren't clean until Rosie said they were:

January 2006: Rosie checks the settings on the washing machine.

Truth in advertising? XVI

A memory from the '90s: The younger-than-usual aspiring TV evangelist was trying his hardest to sound charismatic on a public access channel.  Unfortunately for him, some of the effect was compromised when he said, "Call this address--I mean, call this number on the screen..."

To play or not to play?

In this photo from 2013, Sammy is about to make a decision--to play or not to play with a jacket tie presented to him.  As a judge, he had his image to consider:

As a cat, however...

I think he made the right choice.  One can be an impartial, dignified tabby judge and still make time to play with jacket ties.

Tamping down the sarcasm

Considering all they have to endure, I wonder how often middle school teachers must censor or at least modify their sarcasm.  In one of my sixth grade science papers, I wrote, "Without oxygen, we would not be living."  The teacher wrote in the margin next to it, "good point."  This was in a paper that received an A.  Imagine what comments he must have wanted to write on D and F papers.

Finishing the sentence CXXXI

Of all the unfinished sentences I wrote, this one elicited some of the most of-their-time responses.  Here are some of them from October 1992:

Because of its ability to penetrate one's mind and pop up when one is trying to remember something important, this commercial slogan (or theme) should be banished into oblivion.  This slogan (or theme) is...

...the Roy Blunt ad against Bill Webster with the politicians riding the merry-go-round, laughing fiendishly, and throwing away money! (Cindy D.)

...the Johnny Cash Taco Bell commercials.  I find it reprehensible to see a man of such stature lowering himself into crooning "Run For The Border."  Him and Ray Charles--What the @#&*, eh? (Ryan G.)

..."Sky fits heaven; now, ride it."  That damn Gap ad!  Madchen Amick, why did you agree to equate your body with a motorcycle's? (Greg Y.)

..."It's everywhere you want to be."  What does that mean?  Is it a Big Brother kind of thing?  If I wanted to be in a hot tub with Jim Morrison, would it follow me in there? (Miranda G.)

The ominous (or not-so-ominous) claws

Although it wasn't a real mouse, I was concerned for its fate on that day in 2010 when Sylvia was about to apply the iron claws:

There was no need to worry, however, as Sylvia's claw positioning was deceptive.  She actually made friends with the mouse:

I was so proud of her that I didn't mind having to wash the clothes she'd sat on again.

Let Judge Sammy eat first.

Sometimes, cat judges aren't in the best of moods until they've eaten breakfast.  On this June 2015 day, I hope Judge Sammy waited until after eating to hear cases: