So, human- would you care to explain?
You know, I would love to have a heating pad to claim as my own mom, but you haven’t given us one. Yet, I looked in your phone and found pictures of Abby lounging lazily on a nice, warm heating pad in tons of pictures taken while you were away. FOR OUR THANKSGIVING HOLIDAY.
There’s Serafina (with her tongue hanging out) also- lounging lazily on top of the sound bar in front of the tv. You don’t let US do that!
And then there’s these….
Now, we all know that’s YOUR laptop, Mom. Why would you let another cat near your laptop? That’s our EXCLUSIVE right!
And then there’s THIS. (You’d better have a GOOD EXPLANATION FOR THIS ONE)…
You may apply for forgiveness- (no later than 10 am tomorrow morning)- but there’s no guarantee of acceptance. Just sayin.’
How COULD YOU?
Fine! Then I’ll take this one back!
I missed you, human – now where’s my treats?
Did you realize that you were gone for 4 days and 3 nights? Didn’t your mom teach you how to tell time? What were you doing all that time? Wait- WHAT!!?? Watching WHAT cats?
Oh, Nevermind- Just pet me!
(But tomorrow, we need to have a talk)….You have a lot of explaining to do!
I’ll think about it overnight and give you an answer after my morning coffee. Meanwhile, DON’T GO ANYWHERE.
HURRY UP, Can Opener- and we MIGHT forgive you- (better bring treats and toys)…
We have been really upset with you, Can Opener. We’ve even decided not to eat -(while Daddy’s looking)- until you get back, so HURRY UP! The neighbors don’t serve Fancy Feast and WeRuVa- and Daddy doesn’t do it the way we like – and, he doesn’t put my special blankie down at bedtime and tuck me in with my bunny.
So Sushi and I will keep dispensing fur everywhere until you get here.
You could say it was a “Whiny Wednesday…”
Sushi and I weren’t happy. All day since the Critters arrived that morning at 6:00 am, we were anxiously waiting for the Critters to go home, so we could tackle the Can Opener for treats and playtime.
But this time things were different. We knew there was going to be trouble when we saw the human unplug the Keurig and dump the water out of the back, and pack up her WHOLE 24 PACK of kcups- and her laptop, and her Bible, journal, and pack clothes.
WAIT A FLEA-PICKIN’ MINUTE THERE, MOM….WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?
I didn’t like the look of this at all. Obviously, she wasn’t going to the store. She goes there to get coffee, not give it away!
But sure enough, when the Critters’ Dad came to pick them up, he started taking the Keurig to the car, and the human packed up the kids and then started getting herself ready to leave too!
She had talked to me that morning and said she was leaving for a little bit, but would be back and “Daddy will take care of you and Sushi…”
But I thought she just hadn’t had enough coffee yet. I was hoping, anyway.
Sushi heard all the commotion, and heard her leave (Keurig and all),… and got up and cried for mama. I got disgusted and went outside to look for my REAL Mama.
Then it hit me. MY REAL MAMA CAN’T OPEN A CAN!
(the saga continues tomorrow)….
It just figures. There had to be a catch.
This morning the Can Opener declared it a “kitty spa day”- and while Twilight was out playing with her Mama, she cuddled me in her lap on the bed while she had her morning apple and coffee until I fell asleep in her lap in a puddle of purrs. She let me fall asleep, and then clipped all my nails -(and I never even knew it until I woke up)!
Then she gave me a kitty massage, cleaned my ears and gave me treats- until I purred myself asleep again. When I woke up, Twilight was in the window stalking the birds in the front yard, then the human picked her up and gave her a spa treatment too- and brushed her and trimmed her claws too. But she got more treats than me!! That’s just not fair.
Then, when we were both all spoiled and relaxed- we found out there was a catch! She told us that Wednesday night she’s going to go stay at the Critters’ parents house until SATURDAY EVENING! She’s going over there to kitty-sit Serafina and Abby while they go out of town.
We’re not happy about this. The back-up Can Opener will be here, but he doesn’t play with us- or spoil us the same way. Oh we’ll be okay- but our MAMA won’t be here. We don’t like it one little kitty bit. We’re going to have to have a conference.
I think when the Can Opener comes back on Saturday, we’ll have a little surprise of our own waiting for her- just to show her our ‘appreciation.’
Say your prayers, human.
Do you wonder what your cat is thinking?
We think this sums it up pretty well.
I’m keeping my claws, Human. Trust me.
That psychotic albino flea gets bored and keeps pretending to snuggle up with me and groom me only to turn around and SWAT the fleas right off me trying to make me play. I’m telling you, one of these days….I’m going to swat her clear to the moon!
She’s got it coming… I can’t even enjoy a nice, long, nap on a rainy day without her pouncing on me. And now the Can Opener is insisting on trimming my claws. She got two done before I decided it wasn’t going to happen- not in this lifetime!