I Love You Sooooo Much!!

WARNING: Graphic and not-so-happy photo ahead.

Okay, so now that we have the warning and trauma-sparing comment out of the way, let’s talk about the weekend.  If you read the little “about me” piece on this site, you know that I am part of one big happy family with a husband, 2 toddlers, 2 Aussies and a cat.  First came the husband, then came the cat, so it is not surprising that the cat believes she reigns this household.

I let her believe that to a certain extent, however, sometimes her behavior takes on forms that are less than desirable. Getting a kitty-paw massage (with nails) in my face is not really the way I prefer to wake up.  Especially not at 5 am.  Needless to say, she’s gone flying a few times… The excessive meowing screaming between the moment my feet touch the cold floor in the morning and the moment her breakfast is being placed right in front of her… not liking that too much either in the early mornings.  BUT…the cuddles, the purring and the love that she gives us, makes up for it all.  She’s an awesome cat.

Until…

… this Friday.  David and I were kicking back, watching some TV when she refused to sit and cuddle with us.  Instead, she was busy in the kitchen playing with a toy that the kids had left behind before going to bed.  It seemed to keep her entertained, it got the dogs curious, but they quickly returned to the living room to watch TV with us.  Now, Chaplin isn’t the playful-kinda-cat, but occasionally these waves of feistiness come over her and she bounces off the walls, races through the house, chases the dogs, (instead of them chasing her) and if she could, she would play tag with the boys.  So, Friday night was that time again.  We just let her go and work it out.  She’d get a good night’s sleep and so would we.  Perfect.

And similar to when things are “too quiet” with the boys, it all of a sudden became “too quiet” in the kitchen.  And Chaplin still hadn’t arrived at her usual spot, stretched out over both David and my laps.  Then there was that little annoying voice in the back of my head, saying I should get up out of my comfortable and lazy position on the sofa and go check it out.

I guess it wasn’t a toy the boys had left behind…

Let’s just say it’s a good thing the boys sleep hard once they sleep.  In my politest possible way I ordered David to clean up the remains of this Love Gift as I retreated back to the living room trying really really hard to erase the images that were just imprinted in my memory.

I think she may have (telepathically) understood I wasn’t so pleased with her token of appreciation as she didn’t come in that night to sleep next to my face.  Probably a good thing.

 

Until next time,

Savor food, savor family, savor life.
- Marieke, aka HRH Mommy

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If you have pets, in what (less-than-desirable) ways have they expressed their ever-lasting love to you?

 

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Published on: May 7, 2012 | Tags: , ,

2 Responses to I Love You Sooooo Much!!

  1. simone nobel says:

    we’ve got two cats (and two dogs ánd two hens) and very often we find their gifts in front of our three entrance doors (north, east and west facades have a door): mice, rats, birds you name it. it’s not a pleasant sight, but nevertheless, as you said, ‘a token of their appreciation’……as we say here: it’s the gesture that counts.

    • Marieke says:

      Rats?!?! Oh, that would really give me the hibby-jibbies. I know what you mean by “it’s the gesture that counts”, but I nevertheless have a hard time to be sincerely grateful for their tokens of apprceciation. Personally, I prefer the cuddle.

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