Ya think I would have learned...that's how I ended up with the last three cats I had....
I found her half dead in the cold...could you watch her till I find her a new home...Like then 8-yr old CareBear was going to let me send her to a new home...
And then there was the male cat from hell...who only got along with G-Man - not sure why because he treated him like shit...oh yeah, guys like that don't they?
And then the black cat because my good friend Tequila Rose's Mama Cat had her umpteenth litter (whore) and I made the mistake of taking CareBear to see the cute lil newborn kitties....
CB: Please, Mom, please...and I know daddy wants one for his house...Two, two cats to one lil girl...good day for TR...
Me: Sure he does...let's not even ask him first (ex's evil laugh)
So I was visiting Tequila Rose and Fire Marshall again the other night and thought it was a good chance for some payback. There was a group of us sitting around the bonfire - after the hot fire chief came and left because the fire was a little much for roasting weenies (he should have seen the weenies)...but I digress...
Me: So, TR, I was chatting with your little girl the other day and she wants a cat...So, I still have a cat...and keep asking myself why...why am I trying to give her away, that is...she is a nice, friendly cat...
TR: Noooo, you must have misunderstood...she wants a pony...
Me: Hmmm...I have a pony...it is awesome, it is cat-size...and house-trained...
TR: I've seen your "pony"...keep it...momma cat is about to give us some ponies of our own...
Me: Whorecat still can?
FM: CareBear, don't you want a cat? (evil laugh)
CB: Yeah, but my BF's allergic...he almost died last time we visited Mom's; but I do love cats ...
BF: Yeah she does, we take the cat..I'd be gone
FM (to BF): Just take the cat - it does not have to make it all the way home...(evil, evil laugh)
BF: It is a really nice killer cat, and if I took it there is no way I could not take it home...because, well, I do not want to find out if CareBear loves that cat more than me...
- So friendly that she wants to lay across my keyboard while I try to work and or blog....
- So friendly that she no longer wants to settle for sleeping at the foot of the bed, but as close to my face as possible...
- So friendly that she leaves me more and more presents in the litter box...
- So friendly (with the neighbor cats) that she runs through my feet out the door everytime I open it...
FM: There ya go...problem solved..just pretend you do not see her next time she runs out the door ...
Me: I tried that with the last cat...a week later she ran back in when I wasn't looking...covered with fleas...damn...
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Cats have a mind of their own don't they?
People think that they're independent but in fact they can be more annoying than a herd of pit bulls, with their scratchy tongues and voices (oh wait that's my ex hubby)i mean with their mewling little voices....I'd like'd your post alot:)
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