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Thursday, April 27, 2006

My cat will never forgive me for having children

Willlow! Hi!

scamper, scamper, pitter patter, pitter patter

Hi, Willow!

scamper, scamper, pitter patter, pitter patter

Here, Willow!

scamper, scamper, pitter patter, pitter patter

Nice Willow!

scamper, scamper, pitter patter, pitter patter

Here, nice Willow!

scamper, scamper, stomp, stomp, stomp

I BEING NICE, WILLOW. I NICE. COME. HERE. NOW!!!!!!

5 Comments:

At 11:04 PM, Anonymous Gretchen said...

Yep, cats and kids, not so good. Dogs are more tolerant. Willie, the mini schnauzer my sister had while my niece Rebecca was a toddler, tolerated being dressed up in outfits, pushed in a baby carriage and having stories read to him. No cat on earth would put up with that sort of indignity.

 
At 9:54 PM, Blogger Liesl said...

Ah, Gretchen, I had a cat when I was little that put up with me dressing her up and putting her in a doll stroller. She was a Siamese cat, though, so that explains a lot :)

Rebecca, I've got some ferrets who are in the same boat as Willow. Maybe we should set up an inter-species Beleaguered Pet Support Group ;-)

 
At 9:41 PM, Blogger Aliki2006 said...

Our cat has never forgiven us, either. She was just thawing out towards us after our first child when we brought another one into the world. She hasn't recovered yet, nor will she ever, I'm sure.

 
At 12:03 AM, Anonymous chelle said...

I guess I have a different cat. I can't say that bringing a baby home was the highlight of his life, however he snuggles with our toddler, waddles over when she says "come cat come" and loves to stay close to her while she plays.

 
At 1:51 AM, Blogger Rosemary said...

I've never had cats but my dog, Shiva, was the most wonderfully kind and tolerant animal with children. She was a collie x shepherd and, at family gatherings, the kids would lie on her, sit on her, poke her, etc. She took all the abuse with quiet grace. She never snapped or even so much as growled at an unruly child. When she realy truly couldn't take it any more, she would come to me and bury her head in my lap. "Please, if I can't see them, maybe they'll go away."

I miss Shiva.

 

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