Yesterday I wasn’t feeling well, so while Sophie napped I sent Joshua into our study to play computer (he is rather adept at PBS Kids and Playhouse Disney) while I laid down on the couch. Now, I almost never get the luxury of laying down on the couch, so even though I was sick, I was really enjoying it. Then, my cat Paper (he was my frist anniversary gift…get it?) started snooping around me hopefully. He perched on the coffee table that sits right in front of the couch and got on eye level with me. I tried to read his mind as he stared at me with his steely blue eyes. Here is our ensuing (imaginary) conversation:
Paper: So you’re laying on the couch, huh?
Me: Yeah.
Paper: Want some company? I really, really, really, wanna curl up with you on the couch!
Me: I kind of just wanna lay down by myself.
Paper: (Sigh) Remember a few years ago, before you had those kids, when you’d come home from work and lay down on the couch, and we’d curl up together and watch re-runs of Buffy the Vampire Slayer?
Me: Yeah. Good times.
Paper: I really miss that! You never snuggle with me anymore!
Me: Paper, we will snuggle on this couch again one day. Maybe in six or seven years when the kids are a little more independent.
Paper: Six or seven years? Woman, I am almost seven years old myself. In human years, that is. I could be DEAD in six or seven years.
Me: Oh, yeah. Bummer. Well, you can snuggle with me now if you promise not to drool.
Paper: Whatever. I’m gonna go sleep on the clean laundry. BYE.
Me: (calling after him) Nobody likes a sour puss!
Yeah, I think I won that verbal sparring match!
Uh…I don’t think your cat actually said that much to you. More than likely he just flipped you off and walked away! HA! Cats are funny!
Sour puss! Ha!
Your post reminded me of the Beverly Cleary book called “Socks”. It’s told from the cat’s POV, and he laments his owners having kids and losing lap space. Gosh, I havent’ thought of that in years. I think I read it in the third grade!
Great post!
Too funny!
My cats like to sit on the other side of the baby gate and give me the “if you never had kids…” look. LOL
I have those conversations with one of my dogs all the time! He allows Kiddo to climb all over him, and all the while, he stares at me with a very clear, “I’m only allowing this because I love YOU,” look on his face. It’s so sad how they fall by the wayside when the kids arrive. I tell my big dog to “cowboy up” on a regular basis.
That is my cat…He will never forgive me for having babies!
I’m suddenly a little scared of you. Are you like one of those “Cat Ladies?” I mean, you don’t really have cat voices in your head do you?
Somehow I feel sorry for the cat. Maybe. Okay not so much. I hope he didn’t shed all over the clean laundry.
Ditch the cat – TAKE A NAP!!!!! 🙂