Cat in the box
May 30, 2007 on 10:05 am | In pets | 1 Comment
If you ever check out my flickr account, I’m sure you’ve noticed the plethora of cat pictures that have besieged the pages. I know, it’s excessive. But I love my little kitty, and I paid for the account, so there. Plus, I look at countless pictures of barely formed, pink little infants, so humor me here. This is the closest thing to offspring that I’ll have for a while.
Now to talk about my cat some more!
He’s rambunctious. That pretty much sums up his personality. He loves to bite and pounce. But our vet said that we shouldn’t allow him to do that, because Clawdius will think it’s okay when he gets older. And having a grown cat doing that sort of thing is bad. Unless you want a guard cat. Of course, I would find that amusing, as long as the cat only attacked outsiders and robbers and such. Which is not the case presently.
But you should see how cute he is when he bites! His ears go back and he hugs you with his front claws while kicking with his back claws. And that look he gets when he’s about to pounce. Such cuteness!
He got his first taste of human food the other night. We had friends over, and we left some spinach crab dip on the coffee table. When we walked back into the living room, he was gobbling up the dip - even after removing him, he licked his face thoroughly, savoring the forbidden taste just a while longer.
But we don’t deny him treats. We buy him these salmon-flavored treats that drive him crazy. We refer to them as “kitty crack,” but we’ll probably have to stop that. We wouldn’t want the neighbors to overhear us saying “You want some crack, kitty? Want some crack?”
Okay, I suppose that’s enough cat talk. For now.