Posts tagged Pets

“Sibling” Rivalry

Our cats always seem to have it out for each other… in a very passive-aggressive way. Although the  physical “cat fights” themselves are rare, (sometimes Turbo will swat at Kayli. Other times Andrew will smack his tail into Turbo’s face) the physical altercations are no match for the MIND WARS they tirelessly play with each other.

Take the above picture, for instance. Meeper, the cat on the right, was sleeping peacefully in the cat bed, minding his own business when along comes Kayli (the cat on the left who is attempting to look smug). But instead of finding an unoccupied nook to nestle in, she decided she would usurp Meeper’s bed.

So she just sauntered over to him and SAT ON HIM, using her body fat to push him into a sitting position.

And Meeper LET HER. He just sat up on his back legs, gave her a rather intense Evil Eye, and meowed a few times…  but never tried to reclaim his bed.

Of course, that’s not the only time one of our cats has used his or her body weight to bully Meeper. Turbo is the reining champion when it comes to sitting on Meeper to get his way.

Sometimes my cats are like having a bunch of toddlers around!

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Inquisitive Chompers

So the other day, I talked about Nathan and his mobility.

I like that he’s getting himself around now, but at the same time, his mobility has presented me with new stressors. I constantly have to keep an eye on him because he gets into anything and everything. I just say, “Not for Nathan” and will redirect him to another toy or activity. But sometimes, he evades my watchful eye.

Once, I looked down, and he had somehow managed to find a GIANT, MAN-EATING BALL OF LINT AND HAIR. My hair. And the cats’ hair. And my hair is long, so this giant lint-ball had wisps of long hair floating out from it along with stiff strands of cat fur poking out from every angle.

And Nathan had it IN HIS MOUTH.

I’m still not sure where he found it… I vacuum every day so it most certainly wasn’t off the floor. I think he may have dug his little fingers into one of the creases in the recliner and pulled this disgusting anomaly from the dark depths of Recliner Abyss.

You know, the place where you find crumbs from the pizza you had that one day. Or fingernail clippings. Or any other gross thing you can think of that you DON’T want in your baby’s inquisitive taster.

Ugh. Just the thought of that gross wad of slobber, lint, hair, and fur gives me the shivers.

How do babies do it? They find it all. Everything. I can get on my hands and knees and comb through the entire house and Nathan will still find THE ONE THING that I managed to miss and chomp on it.

Nathan and his inquisitive chompers are constantly on the prowl, seeming to look for the most grossified stuff to chew on.

But what really gets me is that it doesn’t even phase Nathan. It doesn’t seem to bother him when there are STRANDS MOMMY’S HAIR IN HIS MOUTH. Have you ever had a strand of hair get into your mouth? I have, and it drives me crazy every time!

An aversion to hair in your mouth must be a learned behavior. Oh, I cannot wait until Nathan learns NOT to like it!

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I Can Touch My Tongue To My Nose…

How about you?

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All You Need is Love

Andrew and Kayli, caught in a rare instance of showing each other affection.

I swear, sometimes I think that our cats believe they are human. We have Andrew, the orange Tabby who “talks” to me constantly, follows me around like he’s my shadow, and even sits like a human, his fat creating this kind of … halo… around his body.

And when he’s not sitting like a human, he’s doing these strange contortionist poses with his body. Remember Gumby? That’s what Andrew reminds me of with his little bendable legs going every which direction.

Then we have Meeper, who apparently doesn’t like his paws to be cold and will actually put his paws under our space heater. Like it’s his personal PAW-WARMER.

Our cats are very well-loved, and they know it. They are so loved, in fact, that all four of them sometimes think they are human. And Paul and I wouldn’t have it any other way…

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