4:27 AM - Best Song Adaptation

Good mornin', good mornin',

I've meowed the whole night through,

Good mornin', good mornin' to you!

Good mornin', good mornin'!
It's great to stay up late,
Good mornin', good mornin' to you.

Good mornin', good mornin'!
My bowl is empty now,
Good mornin', good mornin' to you.

Finny's Day Off - Screenplay

Fade In

Mom is seen gathering her things by the back door as Fin watches from the floor. This is the regular morning routine, and both seem resigned to it.

Mom: You be a good kitty sweetie, try not to nap too long. (Snickering) You have it rough my girl.

Mom reaches down and gives Fin a neck scritch. Mom heads out the door. Finny appears to curl in for a nap, as Mom gives one last look.

Cut to a shot of the kitchen floor. Cue music "Old Time Rock and Roll." We hear the opening strains as Finny skids into the frame as in Risky Business. Montage continues as Finny is seen racing through the house, and whapping toys to the music.

Cut to Fin on the phone mewing with catfriends. Cut to Fin mewing through the back door to Mittens the yard cat. Cut to Fin sitting on the couch with her paw on the remote watching Animal Planet while popping cat treats.Cut to Fin shopping on Ebay and reading blogs.

Cue Sound effect of the Garage Door Opening. Fin races to the back door and recreates the pose she was in when Mom left. She sees she has left on the computer and runs to the office, jumping onto the desk. She flips the power switch as we hear Mom starting to turn the door handle. Fin leaps back onto the floor and runs back to her spot. She manages to lay back down before Mom enters.

Mom (lovingly): Did you get your rest today granny?

Mom reaches down and picks up Fin for snuggles.

In Voice Over: "Yep, I've said it before, and I'll say it again... life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in awhile and you could miss it. - Ferris Bueller"

Fin turns to camera and winks.

Fade Out

Out Of Darkness - Screenplay

Fade In

Exterior dusk on the covered porch of a suburban home. Our heroine Fin is enjoying the sunset from one of the large flagstones that surround the porch. Mom is seated on the patio chair with a camera in her hand, as she calls out to Fin.

"Fin! Fiiiiinnnnyyy! Look this way, the light is perfect."

Fin rolls on her side to hide her face from the prying eyes of the Pawparazzi. We hear the sounds of nature as Fin tunes out all the distractions. Mom hears a phone ringing inside the house, as sweet Fin lounges peacefully.

"Come on Fin, let's go. I gotta get the phone. (No response from Fin) Fin! Whatever... come in when you're done."

On a split screen we see Mom chat on the phone, and sweet Fin enjoy the last moments of sunlight. Mom, distracted by the call and assuming Fin has come into the house, shuts the door. In the gathering dark, a cold breeze ruffles Fin's fur. She scoots to the door only to see it's been shut.

Fin (in an escalating tone): Mew! Meow! Meeee-ooooow!!

Mom is oblivious, even after she ends the call, and hears nothing. Dad arrives home and further distracts her. Fin runs from window to window as she meows mightily, but to no avail. Fin huddles in a ball with only her floof to keep her warm.

Close up to show the twinkle in the brave grannycat's eye. She carefully makes her way across the rocky terrain on the side of the house. A cold wind whips around Fin, as she lowers her graceful head and carries on. She hesitates at the front yard, as we see the huge distance she still has to cross. The door is foreboding, and there's no guarantee she'll be successful, if she's even able to reach it. She hesitates, and suddenly we hear a dog barking close by.She must carry on.

Fin moves swiftly across the desert tundra. She reaches the front door, and stands up on her back paws as she begins to paw the door with her front paws.

"MEOW! MEOW!"

Cut to the inside as her family watches TV. Mom tilts her head, and lowers the sound.

"Do you hear something? Sounds like Fin..."

Cut back to Fin as she redoubles her efforts. She's so focused that she doesn't see the Evil Pomeranian walking along the sidewalk... but the Evil Pomeranian sees Fin. It heads up the yard towards our heroine. The Evil Pomeranian begins to growl softly and sweet Fin is frozen in her tracks. Fin's tail puffs as she whips around to face the danger. Just when it looks like all is lost, Mom throws open the door and scoops Fin into her arms.

"Poor Finny!! Will you forgive me? You're so smart and so brave to come to the front!!"

Fin is rewarded with snuggles as she turns to look out into the dark. She shivers at what could have happened.

Somewhere in the dark the Evil Pomerarnian growls.

Fade Out

The Acatemy Awards

Mom loves the movies, and she loves the all the award shows that celebrate the movies. The Academy Awards is like Mom's version of the Superbowl. She makes fancy food, curls up on the couch, and spends nearly the entire pre-show on the phone with one friend and almost every commercial break with another. She loves all the fashion and, like a racoon, she's attracted to anything that's shiny.

Of course she also loves kitties. So to combine the two is always a good time. Last year we held the Acatemy Awards and invited any cat who wanted to join us in celebrating cats and movies. So starting tomorrow and going till probably Wednesday (unless Mom thinks of something else) please join us as. Mom tends to go for a screenplay, but you just never know what will happen in the movies. If any of my blogging friends want to play along, just post anything related to the movies and cats. Could be a movie poster, a review, a red carpet outfit, a screenplay, a video, or insert your idea here. You can re-release old posts too.

Everyone who plays is a winner, and will be able to take home this Valuable Award.

 

Thanks Glogirly and Katie for letting me steal your cat award, Mom DIYed the award last year.

Just Mr Linky below with your name and category (Fin-Best Picture) and let's have fun out there!

Floofy Friday

 The other reason I like the lights low...

 The lower the lights... the brighter the lasers.

Seems the light wars rage on in many households. Whatever your preference I hope you have a happy weekend friends. I have plans. Plans to wake Mom up very early (I like an early start to the day), eat breakfast, get a sip from the sink, nap, snoozervising, mid-afternoon snack, porch time, survey my turf, snuggles, nap, dinner, playtime, bedtime, rinse and repeat. Yep, a busy weekend... I better rest up.

Turn On/Turn Off

So one of the odder things in my house is the way my parents wage a largely silent war - on electricity.

Dad is a turner on person. If he could have every light in the place on at full blast, I know he would. He has a real thing for lighting, in fact he is like a little moth in any Home Depot electrical department. If it's bulbs or switches, it doesn't matter, he loves it all. He is such a turn on person that he rarely turns a light off.

Enter Mom. Her Cheapness is a true turner offer. She would like the minimal lighting in any given circumstances. Daytime or nighttime she is equally determined to turn it off. "Can you turn off the light?" is one of the most common phrases heard at the H.C.

I suppose if I was tall enough to reach a switch, I would fall in Mom's camp. I like it dark. I see better and hiding is easy. You would think the dimmer switches would have eased the battle lines, but no, not really. Dad still likes it all the way to high.

So friends do you like the lights on or off?

P.S. To the people who found this post by title only, sorry. As I re-read this, it probably wasn't what you thought you would find here... and the old post about Mom being a swinger was only in regards to my feather toy.

Getting Ready?

Are you getting ready for the ACatemy Awards? I think we will hold it starting next Monday till Wednesday. So what are the ACatemy Awards you ask? Well it's posting about anything movie-related to celebrate The Movies. You can post screenplays, movie posters, actual movies, or your creative idea here. You know we are not big rule makers, or followers, so anything goes, and yes you can use old posts and Mr Linky them. Let's just have fun!

Here is a little screenplay from last year to get you thinking. Enjoy!

THE BALL MENACE

Fade In

FIN is seen in profile, lying in the dimly lit living room. Her head is resting on her front paws. She stares intently, and warily, at an object just out of camera view. Camera pulls out to reveal THE BALL (a ball toy cage made of green plastic which holds a shiny, menacing bell at it's dark and evil heart). It sits directly in front of our heroine.

FIN rolls onto her back as she pretends to ignore it. After a few moments FIN twists her head to look at THE BALL as it mocks her with it's silent taunts. FIN flips suddenly to face THE BALL, and it doesn't back down. FIN reaches out gracefully with her paw and almost touches it, but suddenly she leaps up and saunters towards the mouth of the hallway.

FIN thoughtfully listens for the sounds of her sleeping parents (Cue sound effect of very loud snoring). She is pleased her family is safe. She looks at THE BALL with disinterest, but as she turns her head back to the camera we see the glint of mayhem in her eyes. FIN saunters casually past THE BALL and tucks quickly behind a cabinet.

Cut to THE BALL in the foreground and FIN in the background. FIN settles into a crouch and wiggles her hind quarters as she prepares for a vicious attack. FIN pounces in slow mo. THE BALL is helpless as it's caught in her ferocious bite (cue sound effect of the screaming tinkle of its jingle bell).

FIN stops mid-kill as she turns towards her sleeping parents (Cue sound effect of their snoring disrupted). FIN drops THE BALL and covers it with her paws to silence it's evil screaming. FIN wiggles her upper body to disorient it and whaps it hardly. THE BALL rolls swiftly towards the hall and the sleeping parents beyond.


THE BALL (loudly and menacingly): Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, tinkle


FIN races after THE BALL as it rolls towards her family. FIN throws herself on it, just as it makes a final break for the bedroom. FIN whaps THE BALL and it rolls in terror back to its living room lair. FIN curls up in the hallway corner, still vigilant and wary of another attack. Her parents snore loudly, blissfully unaware of the danger they've been rescued from.


Fade Out