Tasha, my sister’s cat who I have become extremely attached to, loves it when I stay home. She has this habit of jumping onto the keyboard tray and forcing me to pet her while I try to type or mouse. There is always a moment when she becomes annoyed with my mousing and attacks my hand at which point we have a face to face talk about whose keyboard this really is and even though I think I’ve won, I have this sneaking suspicion that whenever she jumps down after these conversations she knows she just got the last word in somehow.
Today when she jumped up for attention, I was watching movie previews on Quicktime as usual. This works out well for us because I don’t have to do anything but pet her while the trailer plays. She is never interested in the computer, just where my hands are and they better be scratching her head or the spot on her back right by her tail.
Today however I discovered that Tasha cannot wait for the movie Ice Age 2 to be released. For the first time ever, she sat up, stared at the screen and watched the entire trailer. I followed her eyes and she was seriously watching that little rascal try and get his acorn out of the ice glacier. And just when I thought she couldn’t possibly know what she was watching, the title of the movie came in and she settled back down for me to pet her, knowing that the trailer was over. Hmmm…
Then after having enough of me (and she tells me this by attacking my hand) she fixated on one of my hair rubberbands for a few minutes before executing her plan to pick it up in her mouth, carry it over to a corner of my room, and play with it for the next 45 minutes. God I wish I were a cat.
I would so like to deep fry you you greasy skank umm.. I mean you are just so HOT!
oh btw, that Luke dude is dead.
My cat has these epic battles with rubberbands. I usually let her indulge even though I can hear my Mother’s voice reminding me, “Kitties can swallow hair bands and than they’ll get wrapped around their intestines.”
ok it’s newly MOAN not ‘mowed’ dumbass, ok it’s over.
oh god, I’m sorry Please forgive me. I’m still here 4ya.
Wow, I do feel like a dumbass. Even part of me thought to myself, “Mowed doesn’t sound right, but oh well.” So have I hit rock bottom when I’m even embarrassed that my stalker had to correct me? But guess what? It’s “Newly MOWN” not “MOAN,” or was that a carry over from the 5-90 minutes you had earlier.
And for the record, I don’t think anon actually likes me. For some reason I have a sneaking suspicion I may actually know this guy. I smell a bit of sarcasm in his posts. Am I the only one here thinking that? He probably hates me with a seething passion.
But I can’t think of anyone I know in Pennsylvania and these look to be coming from Central PA.
anon like you.
my sarcasm does not smell. ackt-ually. and never has. how can I possibly make you understand this? but you are so distant, so remote, you are my icy princess riding a zonkey thru a cyber-hell that only I can imagine and it is so so Hot. Princess.
and you are so Bossy.
Scamper often does the same thing; demanding attention while I am at my computer… Most of the time I just distract her with the laser pointer, which usually does the trick..
I never saw Ice Age I.. was it any good?
Look at me. I’m anon, too. Now who’s the real anon?
Everything I said earlier, I take it all back. I’m my own princess.
and then…you cry.
for 5-90 min.
Some people have too much time on their hands. Speaking of hands, why am I single again?