The Devil Went Down to West Hollywood

Apr 22, 2010 | Filed Under: Uncategorized | Tags: Our Crazy Cats

When Marcy wakes up from a long slumber, which is quite often, she get tufts of fur sticking straight up from her ears. I call them her Devil Horns. Mr. Candy calls them “embarrassing,” and immediately slicks them back — then I try to recreate them (it’s never the same) because I think they’re hilarious. Mr. Candy does not even approve of me taking this picture. Apparently it’s okay if we send pictures of the baby’s naked butt to the family (sorry, Skye, that was NOT my call) and talk about the State of My Mucus Plug, but posting a picture of the cat with a serious case of bedhead…? That’s just WRONG, declares Mr. Candy, shaking his head.

Meanwhile, Marcy rolls her eyes and thinks that WE’RE embarrassing. Which, of course, we are.

We frequently go through a similar song-and-dance with Miss Skye’s bangs: I brush them down to make them more feminine-looking, while Mr. Candy sweeps them to the side to make her look even more like him. He denies doing this, but somehow they always mysteriously become side-swept when he is home. Hmmmm.

I’m just looking forward to the day Skye’s hair is long enough for Devil Horns.

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Candy Kirby is the founder of The Laughing Stork and a professional fun-maker who will never stop chasing her lifelong dream: to find the Pomeranian or porn star after whom her parents must have named her. She also used to be a staff writer for the soap opera, The Bold and the Beautiful, where she penned many scripts featuring prolonged heated stares and countless “Who’s the Daddy?” story lines. Candy lives in Los Angeles with her husband, two young kids and three rescue Persian cats who enjoy blanketing every inch of the house in kitty fur. For more of Candy's nonsense, check out her personal Twitter, The Laughing Stork's Twitter and The Laughing Stork's Facebook page.