February 1st 2010 8:57 pm
[ Leave A Comment ]
I know I'm easy to look at, but I'm kind of an anxious cat. When people see me, they say stuff like "Oh, how sleek!" and "Oh, look at those gorgeous green eyes!" But two minutes later, my gregarious elder brother Jasper comes in and makes the full circuit, checking out every guest in turn and giving a head butt or an ankle rub. That guy knows how to work a room. He should run for president. He never fails to come out of the room with a treat.
Then my new siblings, the long-haired darlings, enter and swish around with those big floofy tails and all the pink monkeys practically fall over themselves, leaning over and making ridiculous little baby sounds. Well, OK. They are cute. I'll give them that. So is elder sister Onyx, with her huge eyes and round head and little short legs and tail. I dunno. She's sort of like E.T. Something about her makes people want to cuddle her, although to be honest she doesn't much like cuddling.
You know who likes cuddling? Me. I love to be cuddled. I could live my life in the arms of some devoted human who would give up working and mowing the lawn and all that stuff just to carry me around. Mom bought an infant sling for me on eBay as a joke and I adored it. Oh, to be next to Mom's warm heart all day long....
I really want to be loved. I'm not saying that I'm not loved at all. They do their best. Mom has to type her entries to Catster with one hand because I'm lying on the other one in front of her monitor. Dad doesn't roll over in bed at night because he knows I'm sleeping on top of him and he doesn't want to disturb me. They even gave up having any carpets or rugs in the house because I have this compulsion to pee on rugs. Or anything that looks like a rug. I destroyed the Roomba. I anointed Mom's new leather work tote bag just this Christmas.
And all those people who admire my sleek black fur and green eyes think I must be a little devil. I wonder, would I have more fun as a blond?
Leave a Comment