Hercules the Molester

Since I work nights, I figure I should get my Friday night catblogging done early. A couple of weeks ago, I posted a couple of pictures of our cat Hercules molesting a blanket. The day after I posted those shots, my youngest son, Pantherfan, snapped this pic of Hercules molesting two blankets at once!

The careful observer may notice that these poor blankets are still on the couch, and not laid out on the floor like Hercules' earlier victims. It seems that he has become less, ummm, 'discriminating in his affections' of late. Just this week, we came home and found a dishtowel that had been hauled upstairs and laid out in the familiar manner of one of Hercules' "friends".

A reader asked me how Hercules normally "makes his move" on his potential conquests. It started a few years ago, when we lived in Connecticut. We'd occasionally find this pink blanket from our daughter's room had somehow moved downstairs, and we wondered how it got there. Then, one night, I was downstairs watching TV, and I saw Hercules dragging the blanket down the stairs with his teeth. Lately, he hasn't had the strength, or patience, to wait that long. He'll normally drag his victim a few feet until it's laid out straight, straddle it, grab a piece of it in his mouth, and start this really disturbing yowling as he slowing moves his back feet up and down. When you come down to see what's happening, he'll stop what he's doing, but doesn't seem the least embarrassed by his actions. My sons report they hear this yowling two or three times a week at night, and are afraid to come out of their rooms.

And yes, he was fixed about eight years ago...