August 7th 2009 10:32 pm
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There is some human anti-girl conspiracy type thing going on!
It's not bad enough that Gabby and I have to live with that arrogant, strutting, bossy, stripey/spotted formerly male nemesis! We also have humans photographing some very embarrassing moments and/or poses of us - and then putting them up on our profiles. While *his* photos are all just stunning!
It is a joke that's not funny. Oh but how they giggle and laugh.
Poor Roly Poly Wookie Gabby was near tears after some picture of herself displayed like a bread loaf (albeit a large one) on a table, appeared on her page.
And myself? I go to my *hidey-box* for privacy. No other cat can fit in this little box that I claimed for myself. Can you imagine Mr Massive or the Wookie cramming their bodies into it? Neither can I...
I lined my hidey-box with a shrunken wool sweater that I found and it's the perfect little warm and cozy hide-a-away!
BUT... Dear human family,
When I am in my hidey-box, I do NOT want to be disturbed. If you see my white feet sticking out the end of the box. Turn around and walk away. There is nothing to see. Nothing of concern to you.
Don't worry humans you will be dealt with, and you will pay for your humiliation of us... but there is this first the matter of Mr. "Pieces for Peace" to attend to.
I had planned that the Wookie Gabby and I would ambush him while he's on his toilet! Take that time to *remind* our "captive audience" that he squats in that box... Just like any girl-cat!
Take that time to *remind* him that he was neutered. That for all intents and purposes he may as well be a girl-cat.
With the Wookie Gabby blocking his way out of the litter box, I figured that I could get in a few lightning quick strikes with my smacky paw - just to drive our point home through his thick skull.
But... I'm having some problems with the execution of this plan. The Wookie Gabby is easily distracted and has trouble concentrating.
I start to outline my plan and then it's "Oh look a toy!" - "Oh let's go get petted" - "Oh, you know? I think I'll go get something to eat." - And she just wanders off.
Other times I'm detailing the steps of the plan for her and she'll get this "dreamy look" in her eye and I can tell that she's not even hearing me.
Sometimes when I see *him* going towards the litter boxes and I tell her "It's time for our plan" that Wookie Gabby turns to me and says "Huh? - No I think I want to stay here with our people now."
I have to tell her my plan so often, that *he* is sure to overhear me, one of these times. Just today *he* came and pestered me while I was in my hidey-box. He stood on the CD cases aside of it and kept pawing at me asking "Whatcha doin' in there?!" I had to use the tried and true girl-tactic of scream like you're being murdered. Sure enough our people came to see what was going on and *he* was removed and I just smiled to myself!
I think whatever I do...I'm going to have to do it alone.
Sweets, you are NOT alone. Just tell me how I can help. These brothercats need to be dealt with!
You are very kind to offer your help.
But unless there is a Catster-Opportunity to deal with these obnoxious brother cats... I think we both already have our paws full handling the "Bros" in our homes!
Oh to be a fly on the wall when you carry out your plan! headbonks Sammy
and always remember: whatever they say - you had a nip tea with me when the accident happened...