She knows. I don't know how she knows, but she knows. She mysteriously somehow knew even before I set her down for The Talk, so the talk ended up something like this:
[cat insistent on establishing ownership of lap]
[I intent on establishing lines of communiation]: Kitty, you know you're my favorite cat in the whole wide world. You're even as good as Christopher (even though Mom won't say so).
[cat blinks, begins to purr]
Me: So, kitty, you really don't have to worry. No matter what happens, you'll always be the most important cat in this household.
[cat lazily closes eyes in recognition of unarguable fact]
Me: And even though I'm no longer changing your litter, you know you're better off 'cause Brent remembers to do it more often than I did, anyway.
[no discernible response from cat]
Me: So, kitty, this whole I-have-to-be-in-your-lap-all-the-time thing, you don't have to do that just to make sure I still love you. Besides, pretty soon this lap is gonna disappear, so you're going to have to find another way to reassure yourself that you still have my loyal and undivided feline affection.
[cat ignores me, appears to be asleep]
Me [to self]: Okay, this is clearly going to be an issue.
4 comments:
This DOES sound like an issue. Hopefully, cat will feel better being a member of the GASB cat chapter. btw, where is that picture of you and I from my visit?
it must be the Hcg hormone in your urine. I'm excited, see you soon!!
I have a book called "there's a house inside my mummy". I think you should sit down with your cat and read it to him. He will then understand the situation better.
Gross! Kitty sniffs my urine? Although come to think of it, she has taken to visiting the litterbox while I'm on the toilet...I've always felt a little weird about that. Maybe we need to have multiple talks!
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