This morning I was spending time with my girlfriend and cat, Pythagoras. We were sitting nicely. I closed my eyes to fall back asleep and felt a nip at my eye. "Gus" went to bat at a string of my hair and got my eye lid. We of course yelled at him and scolded him and made him leave the bed. For the next hour Gus looked like a mad child. I remember as kid getting mad at my parents when they yelled at me when I most likely did deserve it. I was just mad at them for being mad at me. I very much felt like a parent. In a strange way having a cat has made me grow up a bit. I know it's a cat and there's not all that much to it, but at the same...here is this living thing whom I am responsible for its life. I love him enough to teach him that swatting at eyeballs is a no-no. Other than that he's a good kid.
Happy Valentines Day!
2 comments:
Bad-Kitty!
I know what you mean about the parenting aspect. When my GF is out of town and I'm caring for her cat, its like the cat and I have a whole different relationship with me as the primary caregiver. She's way nicer to me. Then when mommy gets back, I'm second fiddle again.
hahahaha. Since I've been working from home lately kitty and I have developed a special bond. I bounce ideas off of him and he mostly agrees that they are good ideas. So my gf is very jealous that he's quicker to hop on my lap before hers. What can I say. We're writing partners. It's merely a business decision.
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