For the A-to-Z Challenge 2017 I’m writing all about myself. Every post will be some random fact or bit of information about me that you may or may not have already known. Maybe you’ll learn something! Feel free to let me know! ^_^
How about a silly post for today? Cats! Let’s talk about cats!
I was obsessed with cats when I was a kid. Part of that was because we didn’t have any pets and nearly everyone I knew growing up had either a cat or a dog (sometimes both). There was a perfectly good reason that we didn’t have pets – my mom and I are both allergic to pet dander, her so much so that she can have trouble breathing – but as a kid you don’t care about logic, and all I wanted, desperately, was a cat. I had so many stuffed cats, all with names, and at one point I even had imaginary pet cats…take that as you will.
Eventually I did something that was technically very, very stupid, and went out and adopted two kittens while I was in college and still living at my parents’ house. They had a dual-reaction of wanting to murder me and also kinda falling in love with the kitties, so I survived that particular event, luckily. I also lived in that basement at that point, so that helped with the non-murder.
I named my two kitties – who were brothers – Maximus and Commadus, because I loved the movie Gladiator at the time, and shortened them to Max and Comma (and there were plenty of jokes about that, I assure you). Later on when my husband and I were first living together as boyfriend and girlfriend, we adopted another kitty we happened to find on the streets, looking for food and picking a fight with a really, really big dog. No one ever claimed her, so we ended up keeping her, and she wound up with the auspicious name “Little Bitch” because that’s what we were constantly calling her when she kept picking fights with the two boys.
Unfortunately Max died quite suddenly one night – we’re not sure what happened, but he’d been finding places other than the litter box to hide and pee, so we assume he had some kind of health problem – but Comma and Little B are still with us today. My daughter loves them, which is going to bring up some difficulties soon since they’re both at least ten years old now. I can’t wait for that discussion. Ugh.
In fact, she loves cats at least as much – and possibly more – than I ever did. It makes me see a little bit of myself in her, but also makes me groan because, as much as I’ve loved my cats, when they’re gone I don’t ever plan on getting any more of them. That’s okay though…I’ll just keep drowning her in kitty plushies like I’m already doing, and I’m sure that will keep her happy…at least until she hits college. ^_~
Do you have any pets? What kind? Feel free to leave a comment down below!
11 thoughts on ““C” is for “Cats!” – An A-to-Z Blogging Challenge Post”
I’m definitely in the cat camp! I have two at home, both quite old now with one being 15 years old, the other 11. I’ve always had cats, usually in pairs. Just can’t imagine them not being part of the family!
Even though I don’t want any more once these two are gone, I do have to admit that it will feel really weird in the house not having any cats, since I’ve had them now for more than a decade. @_@
My family has always had cats. They all have different personalities. We had a trickster cat who jumped up on the table and tipped the glasses of orange juice, one at a time, just to watch the juice spill on the floor. If that cat could have laughed, he would have been beside himself with laughter. We had a lover cat, who sat on laps and insisted on attention. One time, I was on the phone and ignoring him. He kept pawing at me for attention. When I got off the phone, he let me know that he wasn’t pleased, and he bit me, not hard, but enough to let me know that he did not approve of my behavior. The lover cat had a girlfriend, even though they were both fixed. The girlfriend cat was the boss, everywhere but on my lap. She was not a lap cat but she liked to get close to me. Very close. Her goal was to force me to move so she could take over my seat. One day, he was on my lap and she was on the arm of the couch. Very close. Too close for him. He grabbed hold of one leg with his paws and then bit down. She yowled and leaped off of the sofa and he chased her after digging his back claws into my (overly sensitive) lap, causing me to yowl, as well. Too bad that wasn’t videotaped! It could have been on the internet!
Oh my gosh, that sounds hysterical. lol It is too bad that it wasn’t caught on tape! That would have had a million views on YouTube easy. XD
I love cats! We have two dogs, and four cats (one of our dogs is three-legged, and one of our cats is also three-legged). We won’t be getting any more dogs once the two we have are no longer with us, but we will always have cats.
Oh my goodness, that’s a lot of furry friends in one house! 😀 Must be fun to snuggle with them. lol
The boys would LOVE a pet. DW is as allergic as your mom, though. Trouble breathing, watery eyes, runny nose… I would LOVE a dog 😀
There are plennnnnty of hypo-allergenic dogs out there…just sayin’. ^_~
LOL I know but they’re expensive!
I miss having a cat. Hubby isn’t a cat lover (why didn’t I notice that before we got married?)
Mine isn’t either, but he still treats the ones we’ve got like babies half the time. lol