The adversaries locked their eyes on one another, and in that instant, what had seemed to him an unguarded treasure, ripe for the taking, was but a cruel illusion.
Time passed. Birds twittered in the trees outside. Somewhere, a clock chimed two.
Flapjack and Wanda photographed and posted to our Twitter feed by Flickr user Corey S.
FLAPJACK. An awesome name for a floppy-eared Beagle! At least I assume that’s who Flapjack is… the cat looks more like a Wanda to me.
after a great deal of testing, i have found that beagles have baloney ears.
“Baloney ears” is the most brilliant thing I’ve heard in a while. And I hope you enjoyed testing your theory.
They also have delightful Shovel Paws.
“Baloney ears”? Not “orrecchie di Bologna”?
OMG – best pet names ever. “Flapjack and Wanda” sounds like a early 80s TV show about a hapless crime-fighting duo. I would watch the hell out of that show – even in reruns.
I would watch the hell out of that show too!
Me, too–Bring it on, CO! NTMTOM and Pyrit can share the script writing duties. It would be an instant hit!
I concur that these names are brilliant.
agreed!!!
Trust a cat to find a comfortable perch on top of the kitchen towels, whilst staring out a dog. Poor beagle is all “Ow, my claws are hurting, hanging onto the ledge.”
The phrase “Somewhere, a clock chimed two” is ringing a bell (no pun intended) and it’s driving me mad. NOMTOM, is this your invention, or am I recalling something I read once? I can’t go through hundreds of books looking for it
nor would we expect you to!
“A Minute Passed, Episode 8″
Yeah, I remember “A Minute Passed” from one of the Monty Python record albums. That definitely inspired me in this post, but of course Python did it much better.
that’s because another minute passed
“NONE shall pass” [insert imposing echo-y sounds]…….
Signed,
Still More Relevant Monty Python references …..
*Falls, sobbing with gratitude at Sharpy’s feet*. Now I won’t have to work through nine stuffed bookcases plus the books on the windowledge, the ones left lying around and the ones stacked by my bed, and then my Kindle…..
NOMTOM, it’s open to question whether the Pythons did it better, much as I admire them …….
Looks at piles of books, shifts gaze to the google screen, shifts gaze to book shelf, spins around and dives into google.
That’s why God made Google!
I got the Kindle so I could reduce the number of books I have. My book-hab is going slowly.
@ Theresa…um…. GOD made Google ….R ya SHUR, ’bout that???????
Hey, Google was made by Univ. of Michigan Graduates, so they just think they’re God. Us U of M grads are all Bond villains in the making, as we are narcissitic, and want to take over the world! BTW, cats make great U of M grads. We both think the world revolves around us, and that everyone else exists to bend to our will and whim. Go Blue.
Don’t blink!!!!
Blink and you’re dead. Don’t turn your back. Don’t look away. And don’t. Blink. Good luck.
I’m staring back. Oh man, am I staring……..
Good, isn’t he?
Begin! . . . . . . . .
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Ha-HAAA!
Even Granny Weatherwax would flinch under those mighty stares.
Discworld reference. +10 hip points
Granny Weatherwax reference = a zillion additional hip points.
Flapjack reminded me of this great sketch from Big Train.
Intense.
with a trophy found under a hedge.
i love it!
You will not go very far with that now, Doggie, you can run but you cannot HIDE
Somewhere a clock chimed two – may be a reference to George Orwell’s 1984 – which has at the very beginning – “A clock chimed thirteen!! – Cat may be employed by one of the Ministries – there were three.
i had a spot on my glasses. so at first i thought it said “a clock chimed theo”
Woohoo, great idea! Somebody needs to make a clock that has, instead of numbers, Meg, Theo, Nomtom, Sharpy, and Pyrit, and, say, Maru, Winston (fill in with other favorite CO stars) with customized chimes for each.
Why, no, I don’t remember smoking anything funny this morning….
Heehee would there be a different sound at each o’clock to correspond with the person/animal there?
Yes, you got it!
My brother’s MIL had a Christmas carol clock last Christmas. It was less annoying than it sounds.
A Christmas carol clock would disturb me. It would remind me too much of the ice cream truck.
The line is “It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.”
Aha, you could be right @patriciaenola. I did 1984 for English Lit O level, as it was back in the Dark Ages.
Funny how I can remember something from that far back, but not where I put my glasses 10 minutes ago. Can’t think why.*Shakes head*
You will not acquire…. THE DECORATOR TOWELS!!
bwahahaha!
Awww, Flapjack! C’mere, I’ll give you ALLL the milkbones and we won’t have to go anywhere near that mean ol’ Wanda (*grumble*grumble*mean kitteh*grumble*won’t let F.J. have*grumbledy*milkbones*)
So who got the biscuit? Inquiring minds want to know!
Oh–I didn’t even notice the biscuit. I thought the prize was the paper towels. Never mind.
I didn’t notice the biscuit, either! Just thought it was a stare down, as my kittehs often do…
Meanwhile, back at the Battle of the Biscuit (which inevitably lead to the Battle of the Bulge): the cat is on a roll, but the dog is staging a counter offensive.
Brilliant!
260O, you are truly amazing!
The cat’s on a roll? Great! Who wants to eat something the cat’s been sitting on?
Mmm, buns on buns.
I often do.
LOL! I accidentally tested twice, this morning, cats’ proclivity toward sitting on things that are on things. The bed was made. I placed a book upon it. I turned around, and there was a cat sitting on the book. I then took out the clothes that I was going to wear today and laid them upon the bed in preparation to put them on. Again, turned around, and then turned back around, and there was a kitteh on my shirt.
So, of course, you chose another shirt so as not to disturb the kitty, right?
She’s a kitten. I distracted her with moving objects.
Isn’t that one of those immutable laws of feline servitude?
Bows in awe; in fact kowtows to the greatest punster ever to set finger to keyboard.
LOL!!!!
Wanda says to Flapjack………..”Go ahead punk……make my day !”
“Keep moving in this direction, dog, and that nose will be bloodied.”
“Holmes (Flapjack), you’ll meet your maker here at Reichenbach Falls!”
“Professor Moriarity (Wanda), I suspect not, but first hand me a paper towel, my brow is getting wet!”
together “Aahhh?!?!?!!!?!?”
sound effect “SPLASH!!”
Announcer “Will Sherlock Holmes survive, do they both meet their final solution, you’ll find out same time, same counter, next week”
Flapjack!!!! I am slayed by that name!
Flapjack and Wanda sounds like a morning radio team.
not sure they get that they’re not both after the same thing
the cat likely has no interest in a dog bickey
and the beagle surely does not care nearly as much as the cat does about the luscious cardboard tube at the center of that easily unfurled roll of paper
but here we are, engaging in brinkspetship, due to a simple misunderstanding
Excuse me? You have my Milk Bone. Also, paper products on rolls are dangerous and must be exterminated.
Is the cat training the dogie for something?
Actually this is a judo contest:
http://basicinstructions.net/basic-instructions/2009/9/23/how-to-riff-on-an-idea.html
Impending doom tag ?
As mom of a beagle, I am delighted by this on several levels: (1) I love the name Flapjack and wish I had thought of it for my beagle. Consolation: one of his several hundred nicknames is actually “Flappy Bear” (what we call him when he shakes his head when not wearing his collar – it makes the most Cute Overloadesque delightful soft flapping noise!), (2) my beagle is a determined counter surfer …. trust me, this standoff will go on for AGES before that beag gives up and (3) nothing delights me more than a standoff between cat and dog
Oh, my gosh! I had a beloved beagle when I was growing up, and until just now I had forgotten the wonderful noise that his ears made when he shook his head and his collar was off. Thanks for prompting such a happy memory! : ^)
Happy to oblige, Bettymouse!
Thanks everyone –
Here are more photos from our happy kingdom:
Flapjack (the beagle): http://www.flickr.com/photos/cseeman/sets/72157610537231326/
Wanda (and Cosmo – her brother): http://www.flickr.com/photos/cseeman/sets/72157602290790036/
Somewhere, in the waning afternoon, a clock chimed “Eleventey sevin”………;
The few observers that were left were muffling obvious yawns……;
However, the contestants were not tired and were just getting their second wind….;
Things changed quite quickly after this, as an annoyed voice rang out: “What’s this?”
Contestants, observers, neighbors, ….everybody just scattered……!!!
MOMMY’S HOME!!!
The eyes remind me of our friend Stains.
I just lurve Stains; haven’t seen him in awhile……!
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(This goggie is in a class by himself: he needs a tag just for him…….
Could be the cat’s milkbone – my big tabby boy has a Nylabone (extra small) that he carries around from room to room when he thinks no one is watching. Anxiety ensues when other cats or humans move the treasured Bone. He has a tiny Pillow that he carries around also, sometimes moaning as he goes.
OMG! How cute! My Gabby occasionally fetches things for us, but they are not things that we’ve thrown, and we didn’t teach her to do this. She decides what you need, and she brings it to you. It’s usually something like a pen, highlighter, tube of lip balm or such, but one time she outdid herself and brought us a screwdriver (the tool, not the drink). She frequently meows with an urgent, muffled sound as she does so.
What you want to do now is train her to bring you a screwdriver, the drink.
The first one to move, dies…..
Listen i can lay on this book a lot longer than you can stand on your two feet, do the math
I know what you’re up to. You’re going to shred those paper towels & blame me for it.
Don’t even think about it!
It says D-O-G right on the bisquit ya stupid cat……_(*&$###….give it to me!