Case in point...with my birthday gift cards, I purchased all new bedding for the "master" bedroom. I must shamefacedly admit that I deliberately chose a comforter that matches Newton. Why, you ask? Am I one of those crazy middle-aged women who dyes their dogs to match their drapes? No...if I was, Newton would be a lovely shade of moss green.
It's more basic than that. We are on the brink of summer which, in pet-owner lingo, is also known as "the shedding season." Newton and I have had a lot of debates over whether or not he is welcome on our bed. Obviously, he is the superior debater. The best I can do is to buy a comforter that matches his fur and make frequent use of the lint roller. (Right now all you dog haters are going, "Ewwwwww." I can hear you.)
Meanwhile, Oso and I have been engaged in a four-day-long battle of wits. Tonight, he won. On
Thursday I went to Costco and bought a forty pound bag of Kirkland "Super Premium" chicken and rice cat food. Note the "super premium" designation. This isn't the cheap stuff. But to see Oso's reaction, you'd think it was a bag of month old mouse carcasses. Since Thursday he has eaten just barely enough to sustain life and maintain a steely glare.
I had Newton in to the vet today for his annual shots. I mentioned to the vet that Oso was on a hunger strike, but that I was sure he would eat when he got hungry enough. She explained that cats are very "size and shape oriented." A change in either the size or shape of their little food pellets can throw some cats into a sulking fit that would make a fifteen year old girl envious. "You won't win this one," she warned.So I waved the white flag and posted on Freecycle tonight that I have a 40 lb. bag of premium cat food with about 12 pellets missing. Someone has already arranged to pick it up in the morning. I'll leave it on the porch for them because I have to be at Target first thing to pick up a bag of cat food.
I don't see any of this as unreasonable- should I? I guess that makes me as crazy as you with our pets.
ReplyDeleteI'll share one of Brother's latest demands: over the last few months he has stopped jumping onto furniture or our bed, but rather whines and scratches at you until you lift him up. You might think maybe he is hurt or has bad joints- no. Because when we are not conveniently there to respond to his request he jumps up like it is nothing. It's getting worse and worse and I am pretty sure it's just one more way he is asserting his dominance. Well, their days of pampering are numbered-I have a bad feeling our boys are not gonna know whats hit 'em when the baby arrives!
You should have told me about the cat food. The cats out here at the plant will eat anything!
ReplyDeleteThe older I get the more I love animals. All animals. I get a warm feeling every time I run into an animal photo on the web and have a lovely spidery wallpaper on my computer.
ReplyDeleteWhen Oso and Newton get their little celestial voices, they will sing your praise.
Lucky, lucky pets!
I would have taken that food, our cats will eat anything. Our pets have been put on the back burner since we have had children. They used to get Iams or Purina One, now its whatever is cheapest probably consisting of mainly byproducts! Come get me PETA!
ReplyDeleteOso's steely glare tells me you are speaking the truth! I don't blame you, I would wave the white flag, too.
ReplyDeleteBut what would we do without our pets? We have recently acquired 2 goats, 3 baby chicks and one of our ducks is sitting on 8 little white eggs. I can't wait until they hatch.
Chester and Arthur think it is great; the more the merrier.
I don't think I'm allowed to comment on this post.
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