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PT Cruiser The Cat And The Gang of Five Part 26  

 

Breakfast was always a nice event around here. I'd get up and ask for my

favorite breakfast, two eggs, over easy, a toasted English muffin with some

butter and marmalade, a cup of fresh brewed coffee, and a small glass of

orange juice. Sounds good, doesn't it? And not too difficult to make. Well,

things have a way of changing, and change was on the way. Let me tell

you about it.

 

Sue is the Breakfast Lady in our cat world, make no mistake about that.

As dawn is breaking, the cats begin to get a little restless. And when Dolly

arises they all arise, for Dolly leads the attack on the slumbering Sue. With

Wee Willie and Barney already on the bed after a good night's romp, Dolly

begins the wakeup call as she pounces on the bed. Cruiser and KC come

from their preferred sleeping spots and gather at the foot of the bed to offer

moral support to Dolly's wakening routine. Dolly hops over outstretched legs,

and saunters towards Sue's head, mewing all the time.  

 

When Sue begins to stir, a chorus of encouraging mews comes from those on the bed as well as those waiting on the floor. As the chorus swells, Dolly begins her gentle pawing around Sue's shoulder. And this ritual reaches it's peak when Sue awakes, arises, and begins her trek into the kitchen. The Breakfast Lady is up, and the kitty cat breakfast is about to happen.

 

At this time I get up and sleepily ask, "Can you make me something, you know, two eggs, over easy, and..."

 

"Yes, yes," says Sue. "Wait till I get the cats something to eat." And Sue is busy preparing kitty cat delicacies. She opens Fancy Feast Tuna and Cheese for Dolly, then Fancy Feast Salmon Delight for Barney. Cruiser is kind of finicky about what he eats so Sue prepares baby food formula beef from Gerber for him. Wee Willie gets some Fancy Feast Fish and Shrimp and last but not least, Sue prepares some Fancy Feast Turkey Delight for KC. Each cat has a separate dish and each cat has a separate place to receive their food. The Breakfast Lady is ready and about to serve breakfast. I stumble in and timidly ask if I can help her by getting two eggs out of the refrigerator.

 

"Not now!" she announces. "Can't you see I haven't finished feeding the cats yet."

 

And so she continues her chore, placing each dish in the appropriate place, shooing cats away from the wrong dish of food. There is sort of a mad tangle of cat fur in front of her as this is being done. I don't know how she can tell one cat from another this early in the morning. You may think that order will come out of this chaos, but you are sadly mistaken.

 

Barney decides he is not ready to eat breakfast after a brief sniff of his dish of food, so he goes over to the sliding doors leading to the patio. This means he wants to go outside before eating breakfast. Dolly sees the abandoned dish of food so she dashes over to taste that dish. Cruiser decides he likes whatever Dolly likes so he goes over to nudge Dolly aside. And Wee Willie is moving from dish to dish trying to sample each kind of food.

 

In the meantime, Sue is cleaning the litter box conveniently placed in the utility room. When that job is done and the litter box is cleaned and deodorized, KC interrupts his breakfast and decides it's time to christen the newly cleaned litter box. Wee Willie decides to stand by and be next to use the box. Before you know it, Cruiser and Dolly are queued up and waiting for the litter box. That's when Barney wants to come back in and look at his food dish again and Wee Willie decides it's his turn to go out.

 

Sue is opening and closing doors, moving food dishes around so the right cat gets the right dish as the cats return from their early morning trip to the litter box. Some are eating, some are doing their duty, and Dolly is sampling each abandoned dish of food. The cats are entangled in Sue's legs as she moves from dish to dish, door to door, and from cat to cat. And the chorus of grateful, or spiteful mews, has reached a crescendo.

 

At this point I dare to ask Sue if she is going to prepare my two eggs, over easy. "If you want your eggs so badly," Sue says through clenched teeth while prodding one cat away from the wrong dish, "go make it yourself!"

 

And that's how I learned to make two eggs, over easy.