Yeoww! banana

 I haven't blogged for awhile.  Not because Gus has failed to be cute, he is the cutest, but I spend almost 8 hours a day looking at a computer screen, and it's killing my eyes!  My new 400 dollar glasses with the computer anti-glare help a bit, but I leave them at work, so blogging at home has been challenging!  I'll post a bit about my and Gus's summer adventure to Kansas, but for now I'm going to share my ongoing adventures about Gus and his catnip banana that I've been amusing myself with on Facebook (instead of blogging).  

First off, Jenny at Floppycats.com (she's the largest Ragdoll blogger on the interwebs), always pushes this Yeoww! catnip banana.  She says her cats love it, blah, blah, blah.  I'm always willing to try something new, since the cats get bored easily.  So I bought one.  I couldn't even get the box open and they were both attacking it.  I got the banana out, and in one day, it was destroyed.  The following are the adventures of the banana to date....

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Ok I'm upset. Got my first Yeoww! banana today after hearing everyone's rave reviews. It didn't last a night and it's dead.  Killed.

More in the Yeoww! banana chronicles.  After my initial repair, the duct tape held off shenanigans for a few days. Then the poor banana corpse was violated once again. Here it is screaming in pain, even in death.

The banana was repaired again, its guts scattered to the four winds. Gus couldn't allow it to remain in the banana hospital, but immediately retrieved it for future mauling.  Poor banana has fewer guts now and less to give, but it holds on strong to its waning life. Hold tough banana, hold tough.

He looks so peaceful, sleeping in the background while the banana screams in pain and rage.  The ravager and the ravaged.

This morning the Yeoww! banana was once again attacked.  Its bandages ripped away from its tender flesh,  its lifeblood pouring out.  When will the banana get peace? It's sickly yellow flesh bears new rents, and its screams are harsh.  Yet the destroyer cares not. Oh, banana your cries are heard!

The Yeoww! banana tried to flee its constant abuse by  sliding under the door to freedom.  Although it is half of its original self, it still couldn't make the fit and was torn back with savage delight-- tearing its new color coordinated bandages away and exposing its wounds to the enemy.  Ah, the horror!

The Yeoww! banana has hidden itself away in a dry and dusty corner. It is hoping that the reinforcements that have been sent for arrive soon. Little does it know that danger lurks above.

The Yeoww! banana has struggled hard to go unnoticed.  He is thin and worn enough to slip under doors; he has climbed trees and attempted to blend in with the locals, all to no avail. Reinforcements have failed to arrive in a timely fashion.  Will he survive? He doesn't know. His wounds itch under the bandages and he thinks that maybe the horrific gashes in his flesh are healing, but he has to stay on the run to avoid the predators so he can't check.  Keep running, banana! Nooooo! What has happened!

*The following images are not intended for children. They feature extreme banana abuse.* The Yeoww! banana has not had the strength to drag itself away from its aggressor.  Its flesh was ripped open anew, and its hope has begun to fade as reinforcements are delayed yet again.  Even if it is healing under the bandages, its new wounds are grievous.  It wishes its will to live were less, because its pain and suffering are constant. The latest attack was horrendous and it cries to the banana gods nightly.  Oh let this trial pass!

The Yeoww! banana struggled through, broken and battered until reinforcements finally arrived.  His heart soared with joy knowing his brothers in arms would stand with him against the enemy. United they could conquer.  Suddenly,  Yeoww! 2 disappeared. He returned limping and broken --full of puncture wounds all over his delicate banana skin.  Trembling, Yeoww! 3, watched attempting to avoid the fate that lurks. Will the bananas conquer?