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former Strongest Kid in America contestant, North American Contract Bridge League 2006 competitor, Girl Scout Silver Award recipient, TAG fag, Orch Dork, Alto, former McCrew member, mash up enthusiast, 2007 Academite, lover of the best kind of pi: Alpha Omicron

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

The Best Way to Pet a Cat is with Your Eyes

I think I am pushing crazy cat lady status. 

I've even contemplated starting a cat themed Pinterest board but I'm afraid that might actually cement my eccentric status.  Now that I'm older not living under my parents’ roof I've wanted to go animal crazy.  Both my rents had dogs growing up.  But dogs?  They require way too much work.  Don't get me wrong, I could use an animal in my life that actually responds, knows its name and cuddles in bed rather than tearing apart the sides of the mattress but I do not want to take the damn thing for walks all the time.  My life is already exhausting.  Dogs are way more work that cats. 


I mean but look at this sucker?  Doesn't he just scream cuddle bug?

My two cats, Benny and Eva, are quite the opposite. 

 They don't really cuddle unless it happens to be a completely inconvenient time for you.  I have noticed though since moving to the couch I have become the center of the cuddleverse.  Before Eva there was Bella but I don’t know if I’m ready to share that crazy/sad story yet.  Eva was adopted from a t-shirt shop in Ann Arbor after my friend Nicole secured her kitty who for months was known only as Furball.  Later she would be bestowed an appropriately cute name as well, Penny.  When Nicole moved out of her apartment and into a house she could no longer keep Penny so I said screw it, why the hell can’t I have two cats?! 

The first night these two litter mates came to live in my apartment was like a scene similar to 300.  Kitties were fighting and nobody wanted to stop and drink water for fear of being attacked.  I mean seriously, you have never heard two cats growl or pant harder.  Eventually they started eating and drinking.  For the most part, they get along now fine.  I often fawn over their brother/sister grooming time.  Oh, I said brother.  Penny is actually a Benny.  He grew a big old pair of fuzzy nuts that were clearly unmistakable markings of boy parts.  I mean, I was the one to say that Eva was a girl; her color pattern proves that.  But again, I only had suicidal fish growing up, how would I know what to look for on a teeny yelping kitten?!

Saturdays are Caturdays.  I know this because Animal Planet gives me all the Too Cute!  (there is a free kitten episode on iTunes this week) and My Cat From Hell I could possible ever hope to watch!  Come on dude, they have a kitten cam!  KITTENS! Penguins too if you swing that way. Have you seen a ragdoll cat?  They are like straight from fluffville.   These cities only exist if you are cat crazy like me.

I see other unabashed cat people on Pinterest going nuts with these things.  The people I’m closer friends with also have cats.  And not just one cat, some of them have houses full of cats.  I won’t get that crazy.  Fingers crossed.

I seriously just need to own something cuddly.  Did I mention I've always wanted a gecko?


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