Invasion!
Our house is crawling. I'm finding their crap everywhere. We need to rid the place of these little beasts.
I'm not a cat person.
A friend of ours is getting her first call in a church in central Minnesota. While she moves from Chicago (where she went to seminary), we are watching her cats for her. They've been in our house for over two weeks now, and they will probably be here for another two weeks.These cats disappear for the better part of a day (we don't let them outside). They like to sleep on dangerous shelves. They feel the need to be on any surface that appears horizontal, whether it's the counter top or a stack of tippy boxes. Everything has fallen off the shelves. They jump out of their litter box and track litter all over the carpet. Augh!
Do you remember when I talked about how sad I was when we let Alfred go. I'm not going to feel this way about these little creatures. I won't cry. I won't miss them. I won't be upset that my house is clean and quiet again.
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In a way, this is good. Richard had been talking about how we could get cats, because they are much easier to care for than dogs (can you tell that he's a cat person?). Now that we've had these creatures in the house, he is done with cats. He won't be seeking any more once these are gone either.
I'm not a cat person, and this is not helping.
Pray for their safety.
posted by Ross @ 9:31 PM
2 Comments:
I can relate, sort of. I'm cat sitting my grand-cat, so to speak, and I'm not altogether happy about it. It isn't by choice. Darn cat gets into everything, so it has been put into the basement. I'm a cat person, but I would prefer to have a cat because I chose to have a cat. Naturally, the cat-owner, my adult kid, comes as goes because he/she is an "adult." And, "oh yeah, will you watch the cat?"
Like partners, cats seem to hide when you want them and to appear when you would rather be alone. They groom themselves but track things around the house. They are adorable and annoying. You think they won't be any trouble, but they disrupt the placid flow of your own life.
But then I'm a cat person. With a partner. It's a toss-up some days which I would toss out. But then the cats don't iron my shirts or cook great meals for me when I get home from work.
On the other hand, the cats hardly ever want to watch movies I find tedious.
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