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Deep Freeze

It is -1 degree here at Chez Cat!  We have a snow storm advisory until tonight, so we’re all snuggled in to wait for it.  We have a lot of warm blankets and mama has a bottle of chocolate wine, so we’re pretty much set.

"Are you warm enough, Lizzie?"

 

Mama is all worried that this will affect the show she is going to see at the Riverside, Ghost Hunters Live, but don’t pay any attention to her.  She’s just going to drool all over that Grant Wilson guy again.

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Here She Goes Again!

As some of you may know, mama is a huge Ghost Hunters fan.  She’s seen all of the episodes, watched every minute of their six hour live Halloween specials, read their books, and even went to see them do a lecture back in October of last year when Hugo Hippo was visiting.

Two weeks ago we were spending our Wednesday night like we always do–snuggled on the couch watching the show and listening to her talk about how beautiful Grant Wilson is.  Here’s a picture to illustrate what mama gets stupid over.

Tall, dark, and handsome? What happened to small, orange, and squishy?

All of a sudden a commercial comes on and she started squealing.  My worst fears are being realized–I’m being replaced as the man in her life.  The Ghost Hunters are coming back and she’s going to spend a whole evening with them without me!  Apparently Grant also plays in a band called “Carpetshark“–he sings and plays guitar.  Not only do I have to hear mama lust over this man, but I have to hear him sing, too?  What’s an orange mancat to do?

I’ll be under the bed if anyone needs me.  At least Lizzie still loves me!

Help!

As some of you may or may not know, mama is obsessed with the TV show Ghost Hunters.  Her own parents hunt ghosts and have a lot of equipment, so it’s no wonder that she bought her own camcorder with an attachment for an infrared light.  It will be delivered on Thursday.

To say that we are scared is putting it mildly.

There’s a theory that animals can be trained to look for spirits.  We are panicking and have images in our heads of this:

Connor Hawes and Lizzie Wilson?

We’ll *never* get any rest if she keeps this up!  The camera has night vision, which means she can film us napping under the bed, which is sacrilege!  Under bed naps should NEVER be disturbed, much less in a movie!

Boring Disclaimer:  This a manipulated publicity still for the seventh season of Ghost Hunters, which will premiere on February 23rd on SyFy.  This season they are using shoulder-mounted wireless IR cameras.  Mama is super psyched for this!

Hippo Diary, Days Three and Four

Wow, these Milwaukeans know how to have a good time!  This is Hugo, and I had a crazy day yesterday.  Chez Cat mama had tickets to see Ghost Hunters Live at the Pabst Theater downtown, and they took me along.

Before the show, we went to County Clare, an Irish Pub and Inn.  Chez Cat mama has been there several times before and has even posted about it.  Her brother-in-law loves Irish beer and ordered Smith’s Red for us.

Hmmmmm…..

I wasn’t too sure about the beer until I had a second one, then the food arrived and I got to sample the pub burger.

Yum!

With food and beer in my tummy, we headed to the show.  Since we were at the Pabst Theater, it was only proper to have a Pabst beer.

I could get to like this stuff!

Then we went in and by then I was feeling no pain.  Here I am by the stage:

Hey there! I feel great!

Finally the lights dimmed and Jason Hawes and Grant Wilson of Ghost Hunters came out for the lecture.  They were hilarious and talked about some of their cases and even had Powerpoints to illustrate what they do.

Sorry for the blurry pic, it was taken with the Crackberry.

They had a long question and answer session and were very gracious.  We were all having a good time, but then all of a sudden I had a funny feeling.  The room started spinning….my stomach got queasy….

“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

I don’t remember anything else until this morning.

“Oooooooh…my head….”

So that was my Saturday.  I’m going back to sleep now…can someone turn the birds down?  Hugo, over and out!