The Feline-American War

I tried to capture for you my cats' dramatic fight. Who's Afraid of Virginia Woof?

Okay. Would have made sense had it been a dog fight.

BiteoneThis one looks less like a throwdown and more like a passionate embrace. Which, really, isn't that what all fights are, deep down?

What need for therapy?

Bitetwo Smell it, Henry.

And by the way, that towel is a Peter Max towel from my hippie childhood. Have no idea why I even own it because of course my mother is the one who purchased it or traded love beads for it or whatev, but it's cool and I should be doing more to preserve it. Because when you go to great museums, letting cats sleep and fight on precious artifacts is generally the preservation method of choice. Later, these cats are gonna use the Magna Carta as a scratching post.

Fightthree Why is Henry even trying? Clearly Winston is winning this round, with his grownup-cat girth.

Winnievictor "Ain't gonna be no rematch."   "Don't want one."

My action-photography skills aside, I am getting upcited for my last day at my job. I counted, and I have 16 work days before I am done. Because I scheduled a three-day vacation for the end of the month. Oops! So I only have to work two full weeks and the others are partial weeks.

Naturally I got all attached to some of my coworkers, and I'm hoping to keep up with them. I have friends, still, from every job I've ever had, so I'm pretty good at maintaining these types of things.

But I'm also thinking about how I can take my murdersome bitey dog to the dog park in the morning, and how I can cook dinner every night, once I learn how to cook. It'll be fun. You know, until we get really really broke.

Also, I can be home more for Henry's formative years. Keep him from being such a hoodlum.

Nothatintome Alternatively, I could practice my "framing your subject" photography skills.

What would you do with your day if you quit YOUR job in a huff?

73 thoughts on “The Feline-American War

  1. I would think about the 10 hour days I spend working in a grey cubicle pretty much in isolation.
    I would think about how life isn’t a dress rehearsal and you never get do-overs.
    I would think about the salary and how I will miss that.
    BUT..
    If there was a “huff” involved I would be very proud that I stood up for myself.

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  2. You mentioned keeping friendships with former co-workers.
    What do you think of someone who pressed a friendship and made sure she kept up with you and shared her interests with you to the point where you thought you were friends. She came to my home and brought me gifts when she traveled. This person left our company and said we’d keep up on Facebook.
    She has 1300 “friends”.
    I never heard from her otherwise.
    Is there any explanation?

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  3. I don’t understand people who don’t keep in touch. Maybe she was being nice while you worked together because it behooved her career in some way. Let’s all try to say “behooved” at least once today.

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  4. (1) what the heck are those crazy looking things on the ledge behind the cats? They look like acient TV remotes or calculators.
    (2) If I left my job in a huff…hmmm. We’ll we couldn’t afford daycare anymore so I guess I would become one of those stay at home mommies. But if my kid was in school, I guess I would try to get a job at a high end stationary/paper store. I’ve always wanted to do that. So totally opposite from what I do now.

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  5. I would go out for breakfast, shop for Christmas presents, have lunch, shop some more, come home for a nap, wake up and wrap presents and then go to dinner and a movie. Smiling all the while about never having to go back to my joy-stealing job.
    Want us to give you some recipes? Like a blog reader cookbook.

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  6. Eat, sleep and work out because of all the eating and sleeping. I would miss my job. Seriously, lunch is the best part of this job because of my friends here. I laugh every single day, sometimes to the point of tears and I don’t think I could give that up easily.
    But eating, sleeping and working out are still nice dreams.

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  7. i work at a company that went through a huge reduction in force. we now have ten employees in our branch and four employees in a division that shares space in our building.
    i guarantee there are more cat fights here than at your house june. winston would have a field day here with our …, cats.
    even though i have been here for fifteen years it behooves me to say there is not one person here i wish to speak to outside the office. in fact, i try to avoid most of them in the office.

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  8. i didn’t really quit in a huff, but after my ex robbed our family biz blind, i sold it (i was in more than a “huff”)- i found an older gentleman & became his trophy wife! Now i spend my days reading blogs, & making art… in addition to being a housewife from the 50’s… aren’t trophy wives suppose to have “help”?

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  9. I quit my job six years ago when we transferred out of the country. When we came back to the US three years ago, I was all “Job?! What’s that??” and have never looked back.
    It would have behooved me not to have pushed those children out of the nest. They were the only “help” this trophy wife had.

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  10. I’ve kept in touch with people from my former job (I was there for 23 years) but not one of my bosses because he was/is, at best, a Loathsome Toad. And it would behoove him to never try to contact me because now? That he has no impact on my career or salary? I would totally tell him exactly what I think of him. Jackass.

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  11. I’ve kept in touch with people from my former job (I was there for 23 years) but not one of my bosses because he was/is, at best, a Loathsome Toad. And it would behoove him to never try to contact me because now? That he has no impact on my career or salary? I would totally tell him exactly what I think of him. Jackass.

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  12. I’ve kept in touch with people from my former job (I was there for 23 years) but not one of my bosses because he was/is, at best, a Loathsome Toad. And it would behoove him to never try to contact me because now? That he has no impact on my career or salary? I would totally tell him exactly what I think of him. Jackass.

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  13. I quit my job a year and a half ago (but not in a huff) and now I sit around and think how nice it would be to have a job and not be perpetually broke. Also I read lots of blogs. 🙂

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  14. When I was laid off, I picked up reading again. Went on walks a lot. Lots of things that are free, being unemployed. I tried to pick up bike riding, but never got my bike fixed to where I could ride it. Hung out with my stay at home mom friends. Left my husband and moved home. True story.

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  15. I was laid off from my job in February, when my company decided it no longer needed an office in Phx. Then we moved to Denver. Now I am trying, trying, and trying some more to find a job. Not that I really want one, but you know…bills. What do I do all day? Get kids off to school, laundry, dishes, cleaning up, Facebook, errands, pick kids up from school, blah blah. Too bad it doesn’t pay.

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  16. Well, I did quit my job (actually, retired after 33 years as a teacher). Now I have a part-time job because it behooves me to get all of my bills paid, doncha know?
    If I had unlimited income and no job (dreaming) I would travel and spruce up my home.

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  17. I think I would have absolutely no problem whatsoever filling my days. Reading books, watching movies, meeting (employed) friends for lunch, gardening, pursuing new hobbies (guitar, cooking, to name a few). All that would easily add up to 8 hours a day. I did it for a month before and I couldn’t believe how busy I was.

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  18. I would write more, knit more, cook more, and nap more.
    I’d also drink more, walk around the house naked more, and prank call random stores at the mall more, but I figured that went without saying.

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  19. I wouldn’t quit in a huff; I’d call in sick and go drink for a day, then call in sick the next day, then the weekend would come, and by Monday it would all have blown over. You women are too emotional and dramatic. Back me up here, Steve…

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  20. Hmmmm, I could never leave my job in a huff because that would mean I was all up in my own face. I’m far too fond of myself and forgiving of my evil ways.
    I’m with Hulk. I’d probably just dive naked into a bottle of bourbon and let it blow over. ‘Cause it would behoove me to stay friends with myself, is what I’m sayin’. I like my own company.
    I know. Narcissistic, chicken eatin’, booze swillin’ freelancer!

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  21. Hmmmm, I could never leave my job in a huff because that would mean I was all up in my own face. I’m far too fond of myself and forgiving of my evil ways.
    I’m with Hulk. I’d probably just dive naked into a bottle of bourbon and let it blow over. ‘Cause it would behoove me to stay friends with myself, is what I’m sayin’. I like my own company.
    I know. Narcissistic, chicken eatin’, booze swillin’ freelancer!

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  22. Hmmmm, I could never leave my job in a huff because that would mean I was all up in my own face. I’m far too fond of myself and forgiving of my evil ways.
    I’m with Hulk. I’d probably just dive naked into a bottle of bourbon and let it blow over. ‘Cause it would behoove me to stay friends with myself, is what I’m sayin’. I like my own company.
    I know. Narcissistic, chicken eatin’, booze swillin’ freelancer!

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  23. I am already a stay at home mom, so it does not behove me to quit. If I take a vacation by myself it will probably be to the ocean.
    Your local library should have copies of Cooking for Two and similar cookbooks. I used to like the Baking for Two and dinners for couples sorts of books. The recipes can be doubled for guests or leftovers.
    Good luck fending off the obviously fangiliciously viscious Lula. I fear you may be in danger of getting cuddled by that one.

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  24. My house would be so clean if I didn’t have to work! And I would be all caught up on my shows. Right now the DVR overflowith with unwatched episodes of Biggest Loser and Glee.

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  25. If I quit my job in a huff (which I would be crazy to do…I have a cake job) it would behoove me to drive to Michigan and smack Hulk around…just for the fun of it…(I’m not that far way)

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  26. I dream of being able to quit my job in a huff, but I quit my job in a huff to spend the formative years with a child, about six children ago. And due to very poor planning I have kids from preschool to college. If I did quit my job I would fold towels at Target, the lines of perfectly folded towels all color coordinated make me happy. If they also paid me, that would be great.

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  27. I worked at the same place for fifteen years before moving to Atlanta three years ago. I loved the people I worked with. Now I work on and off parttime helping at some of my husband’s accounts. No.fun.at.all.
    Tomorrow I will be starting back to a job in Marketing. My computer skills are not unlike June’s. It would have behooved me to take a computer class or six.
    But more importantly, I have to attend a fancy wedding in Winter Park, FL this weekend. I have nothing to wear because I have gained ten pounds. Five in my boobs, and five in my gut. I have to go shopping as soon as I finish with this post. UGH.
    It would have behooved me to get off my ass and go to the gym more. It would also have behooved me to have adopted Gladys’ weight reduction plan.

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  28. Alas, I did quit my job, not really in a huffy way, but in a very calculated, pre-planned way. That’s how I roll. I’m not really what you would call spontaneous! But, MAN, was I ever glad to quit that job. 19 years working for the “man.”
    Now, I do have my own business, but it’s not so busy all the time. It’s actually lonely working on your own. Some jobs may suck but at least you have the comraderie of co-workers most times.

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  29. I’m with a lot of folks on here. I can’t quit my job in a huff or a puff or even a whimper… I don’t have one. 🙂
    On another note…Peter MAXX! I had Peter Maxx posters all over my room. I loved his stuff I think that he is the reason I always wanted a Pucci Outfit. You know so I could glow in the dark 🙂

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  30. Q: What would you do with your day if you quit YOUR job in a huff?
    A: I would tell my blog readers all about why I quit… oh, I slay myself. I would stay home w/my middle daughter, book mommy playdate things, go to the library and the mall (I think it has been about 7 months since I was in a mall). I would probably have a clean house and more time for doing crafts which I would possibly turn into an at-home business (like something to sell on etsy). I have to stop thinking about this b/c I’ll actually want to go through with it.

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  31. I quit my job in a huff every few weeks…in my head! Yeah, I have a whole dialog of things I’m going say about where they can violently place this job. Then I sit down with my Wild Turkey and am reminded that I’m addicted to all the drama, back stabbing, gossip, finger pointing and idea stealing that goes on around here on a daily basis…I mean, really, after all, these are my peeps!
    If I were rich and didn’t have to work, well, I guess the only option would be to lie in a field of clover and behooves to crippled cows. Cuz that’s how I roll.

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  32. Normally, I would inquire about what actually started the fight. Or who threw the first paw. Could it be that they were fighting over a girl? A girl named June? But oddly enough that is not the first question that came to my mind. What I want to know is what are those gadgets on the shelf in the background?

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  33. I think I would end up in prison since I am fairly certain it would be illegal to abandon all my children in a dirty house with no food! 🙂
    Before the cops caught up with me, I would be sitting on the beach in Ocho Rios, Jamaica drinking me a frozen fruit punch. Do we have an extradition agreement with Jamaica?

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  34. I think regularly about quitting my job in a huff, but then I’d be leaving the rearing of these kiddos to my husband, which would mean they spend every day watching Seinfeld reruns, go to bed whenever they want and eat at McDonald’s every day. It behooves me to stick around until they don’t want me around anymore, then I can quit in a huff.

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  35. I’d lay on the recliner, watch all the shows I never get to see cause I work. (Dr. Phil, Ellen, Regis & Kelly, etc.) After about a week of that, I suppose I would probably have to do something productive or my husband would be ready to trade me in.

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  36. First of all, is there a thing that we all have to use “behoove” in our comments? Because I didn’t read about that anywhere.
    If my days were my own, I would totally go all domestic on this hovel of a home and turn it into a 1950’s sitcom home with cooking and decorating and cleaning and such.
    Also: knit more, learn to sew, go to matinees, hang out with non-working friends, train for a marathon, spend more volunteer hours at Carlie’s elementary school and our church.
    Oh, and write a best seller.
    And now? I’m just irritated as all get out with my husband for not making more money so I don’t have to work. Thanks.

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  37. I am laid off at the moment and have found that I have too much to do to worry about it! Until bedtime when I suddenly realize I don’t have a paycheck coming in!
    Anyhoo, I go to school (college), cook, clean, network for the next job, work on getting my own company up and producing, have lunch with friends and spend time with my daughter after she comes home from school.
    June, I am really liking the recipe club idea – but that may require another, you know, button over there on the side.
    Moo

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  38. I mentally quit my job in a huff on a daily basis. Unfortunately, it behooves me to have a paycheck. You can’t be a trophy wife when you aren’t a wife. You can’t be a screeching fish wife either, so that’s good news.
    I would strive to be perfect and get all of the 50,000 projects done around my house. I would do it for 2 hours and then take a nap and give up on it all.

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  39. It goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway. Grace for comment of the week.
    If I quit my job in a huff I’d have to move to Florida and sponge off my parents in their retirement home. ‘Cause that wouldn’t get old quick.
    Therefore it behooves me to keep this job. Plus I like it here. They let me read blogs.

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  40. I can’t believe I am the first one here to want to quote Groucho Marx regarding “the huff”.
    Without further ado: Groucho from Duck Soup:
    You can leave in a taxi. If you can’t get a taxi, you can leave in a huff. If that’s too soon, you can leave in a minute and a huff. You know, you haven’t stopped talking since I came here? You must have been vaccinated with a phonograph needle.
    Ha!!!! I do love me some Groucho Marx. If I couldn’t marry him then I sure wanted to be him. Apparently, I couldn’t do either. So, I guess it behooves me to like the pickle I am in.
    I love the way Winston is keeping little Henry in line. Got to keep those upstart whipper snappers knowing their place, dontcha know!
    I have quit my job in a huff before and it was not pretty. My advice is to relax. Relax and don’t have regrets. Relax your standards. Relax and realize that you will be okay. In other words, you might want to relax.
    If you were closer I could offer you a discounted rate on hot stone massage.

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  41. I quit my job in a huff ten years ago. I was able to spend a lot of time with my grandparents before they died a few years later. Without question it was worth the financial sacrifice. I started having children six years ago. What did I do in the years between taking care of grandparents and taking care of children? I have no idea.
    Love the new blog look!

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  42. I get in a huff and quit my job at least twice a year.It behooves my husband to hire me back,with a raise.So I hang around the house and clean up after 3 dogs and 4 cats and answer his phone.Man,I’m worked to *death*

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  43. No huff-job-quitting for me – I like living in my house and eating regularly way too much, thank you very much. And besides, I like my job, a lot. Now if I won a decent-sized lottery, huffless-job-qutting would very likely ensue, PDQ. Forget about cleaning the house – I would travel… I’ve always wanted to sail on a really nice, big ship like the Queen Mary, and to ride the Orient Express, and to wander wherever I took a notion to go.
    I’ll bet Henry regrets that big ‘ole can of Winston ass-whuppin’ he opened, but probably not enough to keep him from trying it again.

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  44. I quit my job in a huff a few weeks ago. Unfortunately I work for my brother so he told me fine, but I will have to work through the end of the year. Eh? Whatev.
    p.s. When did you get the new blog design? How did I miss this? I don’t see any comments on it. Is it possible I’m the first to see it??

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  45. I forgot to mention that I love the new blog design, and what is this? A link to Subscribe? Woo-Hoo!! June quits her job and now she is getting all highfalutin on us. Way to go June.

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  46. If I quit my job, I would get up in the mornings and make a whole pot of coffee. Then I would sit on the couch and read a book and drink the whole pot. Then I would get up and deep clean this house. You know, move furniture and vacuum, clean the baseboards. Bliss. I would not turn on the TV, because it causes my butt to be glued to the couch.
    Love the new blog!

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  47. I did quit my job, kinda after almost 38 years of careful planning–I retired. I tell you what I don’t do. I don’t get up at 5:00 a.m. I sleep late, stay up late, cook, keep my house in order and we always have clean underwear. Then there are volunteer jobs at church and a part-time job with the county, so there are lots of things to do. I’m so busy. However, I was very lonely the first year of retirement, but I have worked out a schedule of having lunch with the people I did love while working and have forgotten the others.
    Love the new look of your blog. I have lots of easy recipes if you are so inclined to try the cooking route.

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  48. I couple years ago I abruptly quit my office job, bummed around for a while, then became a lifeguard for the whole summer. I got PAID to sit around and get a suntan! It was great when I was a teenager, and even greater in my adulthood when I could really appreciate it. 🙂

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  49. I would go to Mexico. Since my job is staying home with 3 children, I often think “What if I just up and went to Mexico?” Also, if I quit my job I would finish The Fountainhead. {I’m on page 400 and still forging ahead.}

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  50. Cool new look, my dear, but the rest of those blackbirds must be kinda crowded in there. And they are not excaping. Those two birds flying off are swallows, not blackbirds. They are probably too tough for pie. OR maybe Henry ate them…thus Winston’s attack. It would behoove Henry to share next time. Oh, the old typewriter look is schweet.

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  51. Hey~with the new look…do you all still love Hulk?? I mean, this isn’t new Darin, is it?? All you hot chicks still love old Hulk, right???
    Not…not that I am worried…

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  52. Get a puppy! Best source of something to do EVER. It sure beats leaving Marvin and finding an older gentleman to become a trophy wife and will save you the trouble of creating a blog called Bye Bye Marvin.

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  53. I would attempt to get fit and also learn to bake. And probably watch far too much TV. Oh – and get a dog! Because obviously I could totally afford a dog with no stable income.

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