So it's a grucky (new word: gross + yucky) Sunday morning and I'm sipping my coffee with silk soy, and now I'm going to talk about my cats. I already know I'm going to regret this momentary lapse in judgment and one of the cats is even giving me "the look" (the wtf are you doing look) but here goes. And so I've quickly composed this list of 12 things I've learned from observing these feline creatures. Below is a photo of Buca and Cosmo NOT helping me fold laundry:
1. Do what you want, when you want, without compromise.
2. Sleep is essential. Do it often and everywhere.
3. Licking yourself is acceptable.
4. Leave some sort of trail (crumbs, litter, fur, puke, etc) so you can be located in an emergency.
5. Chase some tail even if it's your own.
6. Provide affection in small, unusually timed doses. It's disarming AND mysterious.
7. When excited, rubbing up against furniture is perfectly fine.
8. Be stealthy, but try not to freak out when a car backfires or your neighbor is testing his new rifle because fragile pottery tends to break when you dart unexpectedly from your post.
9. It's ok to eat your own vomit... oh wait, I meant DON'T eat your own vomit and try to avoid eating hair. It makes you vomit.
10. On recycling... sometimes a bottle cap is better than a fancy store bought toy.
11. Observe others. Seriously, stare at them until it's uncomfortably awkward.
12. Last but not least... if you want to get someone's attention, just unexpectedly LICK or SCRATCH them. It works every time, especially if they're asleep.
Nothing particularly new, I know. But I thought since our relationship is getting more involved, this would be a good way to let you know that I have cats. And now, you may run...