Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Crazy Cat Lady talks to her cat

The other night, I got a text from Heidi. I opened it to see a picture of Phoebe sitting on Heidi's bed. In front of her was a huge pile of puke sitting smack dab in the middle of Heidi's new Wittenberg blanket. Heidi's text said: Can I throw her out the window? and I answered: Yes, of course. Because it was a GIANT pile of barf. I'd post the picture, but it's really gross. I made Joe look at it and he was all, "why would you show that to me?" and I was like, "why WOULDN'T I show that to you?" Anyway, the best part of the picture is Phoebe sitting behind the puke all, " . . . did I do that?"

So now Phoebe is banned from Heidi's room and GUESS WHAT? She is not a fan of that decision, but it doesn't matter because she licks her own butt and you know what? We make a point never to listen to someone who licks her own butt.

The biggest problem is that Phoebe hates it when doors are closed. She's very particular about it. And by particular, of course I mean ANNOYING AS HELL. If my bedroom door is closed and she's outside, she'll scratch and scratch and meow and meow until I'm finally like OK FINE and I open the door, let her in, and close the door again. Five minutes later (if that), she is scratching on the door again to be let back out of my room. WHAT THE HELL, CAT? She also does this to us when we have our bathroom doors closed. I don't know why she wants into the bathroom when I'm in there. If I let her in with me and close the door, she acts like I'm locking her in there because I'm going to drown her in the bathtub or something. Which I would NEVER do. It sounds too messy.

This morning, I was getting ready and I heard Phoebe in the hallway scratching and meowing and just generally being annoying. I opened my door, thinking she was scratching to get in, and saw she was instead scratching at Heidi's door. Then I had this conversation with her:

Me: Phoebe!
Phoebe: Meow!
Me: Phoebe . . . come here.
Phoebe: I want to go in there.
Me: You can't. The door is closed.
Phoebe: What's a door? I want in there. Meow.
Me: Come in here. I will pet you.
Phoebe: Why won't The Other One let me in there?
Me: Because you puked on her stuff.
Phoebe: You guys don't like that?
Me: No. No, we don't.
Phoebe: It was a gift.
Me: It sucked. Come in here. I will pet you.
Phoebe: Meow!

And then I let her into my room, closed the door, and tried not to throw her out the window when she immediately started scratching to get out again.

12 comments:

mysterygirl! said...

Oh, the huge pile of puke. I miss having pets.

You can call me, 'Sir' said...

This is exactly why dogs are the obvious answer.

Tam said...

OMG this story is terrible. Is Heidi still friends with you?

Jennie! said...

mg! you can have Phoebe.

Sir, seriously. We're not allowed to have a dog, though.

Tam, I washed her blanket.

Heidi said...

Seriously mg! send me your address and you'll have an annoying cat overnight.

Can I also say this is the second time she's puked on my bed in 2 months!! She's a bitch. I don't puke on her things.

mysterygirl! said...

Heidi, maybe you should start. Turnabout is fair play...

Ashley said...

Hal likes to puke on my down comforter, so the whole "It was a gift" thing nearly made me wet myself. I think you should write more stories about Phoebe in the future as I find them highly enjoyable/relatable.

My favorite thing about my cat is how when I'm sitting on the toilet he comes in, turns around, and offers his butt for me to scratch. And if I don't immediately do it, he'll arch his back, back up into me, and rub his little cat behind all over my leg.

Tam said...

This reminds me of husband's conversation.

Also, Ashley might actually like the winky butthole!?

S said...

Normally, I would agree with Sir that dogs are the answer. But then I'm reminded that about two weeks ago, my dog puked in my car and then a couple hours later, again on my living room rug.

I had my car windows open (in the bitter bitter cold) for days.

Abigail said...

I second what Ashley said. More cat stories! Meow!

Stephanie said...

All cats hate closed doors. It's part of cat DNA.

I want more cat stories, too.

Ashley said...

What is a "winky butthole"? It sounds disgusting.