Monday, August 20, 2007
When You're Owned by Cats
There are some things about living with cats that non-cat owners don’t understand. For one thing, you will never be alone, not really. I don’t remember the last time I went to the bathroom by myself. Or brushed me teeth alone. Take a nap? Not without Neely or Bubba. And then they get angry if I move my foot. It’s my foot, I’ll move it if I want to. They sit there and stare at me while I eat – even though I have never given them human food. They just sit there like the cat gods are going to bestow upon them a little crumb. Don’t hold your breath babies, it ain’t happening. There are times when I’m sitting in my big ol’ chair and all four of them are with me, leaving me no space to move. Ever try moving a mouse while reaching around a cat? Didn’t think so. Unless you have cats. Then you know what I mean. Aidan’s big thing is to walk up my chest and butt his forehead against mine, while I’m trying to type on the computer. That takes a lot of talent on my part. Anyway, I was just thinking about this as I sat in the bathroom surrounded by cats. All four of them. In a room as big as a closet. Come to think of it – haven’t I just described life with a toddler?
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You are ever so right! Don't foget that you will never, ever own a piece of clothing that does not have cat hair on it! *g*
Hope you're feeling better!
Oh yes, I know what you mean! My cats have decided to boycott the cat flap and use the bathroom window now, so a nice hot bath is usually accompanied by a cold breeze and a curious face peeping over the edge of the tub.
"You immerse yourself in water? With bubbles? Weird! Hey, can I join in?"
I know what you mean! I sit down at the desk & it's the one time my cat decides to take a nap... ON the keyboard! And Brandy is soooo right... there is nothing in my home that does not have cat hair on it!
Truer words have never been said! And don't they just love to spit up hairballs right were you're sure to step on it in the middle of the night.
Haha! I am never alone, either. I thought once my youngest started sleeping through the night I would, too, but now I am constantly woken up by meows so they can get rubs!
You obviously have cats -- no one could make that up!
I have two, Schatzi and Juanita. When I call them, they look at me with that impersonal, "Leave a message... I'll get back to you" look. And I truly believe that in their former lives they worked for the CIA as tails -- they're always in position to watch me without being in my way or engaging. Okay, sometimes they do get in my way... like, as you say, when I'm at my computer. One time I left my desk (and desktop) to take a phone call. Both of my girls had been on the desk -- one watching my hands and the other watching the cursor. When I returned, I seven pages of Ks, both of them looking at me with that "Don't look at me" grin.
I also believe that one has to have a cat to love cats... again, no one could imagine or make up what cats do.
Thanks... great Post!
Bill
Although I don't have cats now, I grew up with them and you are so right about them. I love when the sneak up on you and the best is when you left them over there in that corner and in a split-second, you're tripping over them trying to figure out how they got to you that fast.
You gotta love them.
I read your post and it made me miss my fur-babies so much. I'll be home in two days' and hopefully will get some cuddles. But I expect they won't have anything to me for a bit in punishment for leaving them with son for three weeks. LOL! Take care, Bailey!
not just toddlers, I am followed by EVERY member of my family (ages 5-12 and 35) Sheesh! you'd think they can't live w/o my standing next to them!
my pup was sick last week (got a bug bite and face swelled to commical proportions) After I sat w/ her for a day or two making sure she was okay, she hasn't left my side since--she finally likes me better the DH -- WAHOO!
You've described life with four toddlers, lol!
NICE BLOG.
Only difference with a toddler is that a toddler asks a litany of questions and wants you to watch everything her or she does, even though you've seen it a thousand times already.
That head-butt thing reminded me of when my cats were still alive. You are so right. Never alone.
I knew from the comment that rogersbiz was a spammer, but curiosity killed the cat. I had to click through. But don't bother.
Not to mention, when you're trying to use the restroom, the door will be opened within seconds, while cats walk in and out. (Well, we've got a sliding door in the bathroom.)
And then there's reaching over and finding all your toilet paper has been shredded.
And did I mention? My cat likes to sprawl on the chair behind my butt, while I sit on the very edge. I can't tell you how many times he sprawls so much, I discover myself kneeling on the ground at my desk. Kneeling on the ground! I don't even get to sit in my own chair!
God, I love the hell out of them.
My cats have taken to sleeping on my bed. I'm not sure why they've chosen mine as opposed to my daughter or stepson's, but I don't mind the company. It's when the rambuctious one wakes me up in the morning by clawing at my feet that sort of annoys me. ;-)
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