My furry child March 29, 2006 ~ 12:52 pm
Posted by Julie in : Da Cats , trackbackLast night the Piss Crusader was quite insistent that he wanted to sit in my lap. It was kind of like the old joke “Where does a 300 pound gorilla sit?” except substitute in, “17-1/2 pound cat” for 300 pound gorilla. The answer is the same: “Anywhere he wants to.”
The fat cat sat in my lap and buried his head in my arm, like he always does when he’s feeling cuddly. After a while, he looked up at me and I saw that his left eye was shut and watering, thought “great, we really need another trip to the vet,” and continued petting him with the idea that if it was still shut this morning, I would make an appointment. Piss Crusader started purring, and about five minutes later got up off my lap, sat down on the couch beside me, and looked at me with both eyes wide open like nothing had ever been the matter with his left one.
Apparently he and Joe had started yet another round of WWF, and when Jesse got kicked in the eye, he came to tell on Joe and get comforted. When he felt better, he was back to his normal independent self and left me faster than a just-used litterbox.
Animals. Who says they’re not like kids?
Comments
silly cats.
hey…your comments remembered my info!
no fair! how do you DO THAT????
Not only are they like kids, they never grow up - just old!
Love the new digs! Tell Jess I love him.
My God! Grasshopper’s personality has been transferred into a cat! He does the exact same thing!
Tattle cat!
They are SOOO like kids!
Nanner~Yep. That’s why I call them “fur children.”
E-Lo~He’s bad like that.
Vince~See? Kids, cats, same difference.
Lori~He seems unimpressed.
Seamus~My two are perpetual toddlers. Joe is slightly brighter, so I think he’s 4. Jesse is 2.
Bunsen~I wish it would remember mine…
Hey! the new digs are looking good! And it comes with an RSS feed!!