Fred is clearly a love, and very sensitive. You can just tell.
Cat's New Year's Resolutions 1
My human will never let me eat her pet hamster, and I am at peace with that.
I will not puff my entire body to twice its size for no reason after my human has finished watching a horror movie.
I will not slurp fish food from the surface of the aquarium.
I must not help myself to Q-tips, and I must certainly not proceed to stuff them down the sink's drain.
I will not eat large numbers of assorted bugs, then come home and puke them up so the humans can see that I'm getting plenty of roughage.
I will not lean way over to drink out of the tub, fall in, and then pelt right for the box of clumping cat litter. (It took FOREVER to get the stuff out of my fur.)
I will not stand on the bathroom counter, stare down the hall, and growl at NOTHING after my human has finished watching The X-Files.
I will not use the bathtub to store live mice for late-night snacks.
I will not drag dirty socks up from the basement in the middle of the night, deposit them on the bed and yell at the top of my lungs so that my human can admire my "kill."
I will not perch on my human's chest in the middle of the night and stare into her eyes until she wakes up.
We will not play Herd of Thundering Wildebeests Stampeding Across the Plains of the Serengeti over any humans' bed while they're trying to sleep.
Screaming at the can of food will not make it open itself.
I cannot leap through closed windows to catch birds outside. If I forget this and bonk my head on the window and fall behind the couch in my attempt, I will not get up and do the same thing again.
I will not assume the patio door is open when I race outside to chase leaves.
I will not back up off the front porch and fall into the bushes just as my human is explaining to his girlfriend how graceful I am.
I will not complain that my bottom is wet and that I am thirsty after sitting in my water bowl.
I will not intrude on my human's candle-lit bubble bath and singe my bottom.
I will not stick my paw into any container to see if there is something in it. If I do, I will not hiss and scratch when my human has to shave me to get the rubber cement out of my fur.
If I bite the cactus, it will bite back.
It is not a good idea to try to lap up the powdered creamer before it dissolves in boiling coffee.
When I am chasing my tail and catch my back leg instead, I will not bite down on my foot. This hurts, and my scream scares my human.
When it rains, it will be raining on all sides of the house. It is not necessary to check every door.
Birds do not come from the bird feeder. I will not knock it down and try to open it up to get the birds out.
I will not stuff my rather large self into the rather small bird feeder (with my tail hanging out one side) and expect the birds to just fly in.
I will not teach the parrot to meow in a loud and raucous manner.
The dog can see me coming when I stalk her. She can see me and will move out of the way when I pounce, letting me smash into floors and walls. That does not mean I should take it as a personal insult when my humans sit there and laugh.
Yes, there are still two very large dogs in the backyard. There have been for several years. I don't have to act as if I've just discovered the Demon Horror of the Universe each time one of them appears in my window.
Cat's New Year's Resolutions 2
I will not play "dead cat on the stairs" while people are trying to bring in groceries or laundry, or else one of these days, it will really come true.
When the humans play darts, I will not leap into the air and attempt to catch them.
I will not swat my human's head repeatedly when she's on the family room floor trying to do sit ups.
When my human is typing at the computer, her forearms are *not* a hammock.
Computer and TV screens do not exist to backlight my lovely tail.
I am a walking static generator. My human doesn't need my help installing a new board in her computer.
I will not bring the city police to the front door by stepping on the speaker phone button and then the automatic 911 dial button.
I will not speed dial the overseas numbers.
I will not walk on the keyboard when my human is writing important emiognaioerp ga3qi4 taija3tgv aa35 a.
Any critter that lives in the house (hamsters), stay in the house and any wild critters (frogs and earthworms) stay outside. I am not allowed to set the hamster free in exchange for finding a frog to put in the fish tank.
I will not stalk the deer in the apple orchard next door. They have sharp hooves and could hurt me if they weren't laughing so hard.
I will not watch the guinea pig constantly as the guinea pig likes to sleep once in a while.
The goldfish likes living in water and should be allowed to remain in its bowl.
I will not put a live mole in my food bowl and expect it to stay there until I get hungry.
I will not eat spider plants and hallucinate behind the toilet.
I will not drag the magnets (and the papers they are holding up) off of the refrigerator and then bat them underneath it so that they adhere to the underside.
I will learn to relax at the vet's office so they will start writing things in my records like "Good Kitty" and "Sweet Kitty" instead of the stuff that's there now like "MEAN!!" "BITER!!!" and "GET HELP!!!!!"
I will not be miffed at my human all day and then kiss her on the nose at 2:00 a.m. to tell her that she is forgiven and can now pet me.
I will not scratch the children of lawyers, no matter how much they chase me or how hard they pull my tail.
If I MUST claw my human, I will not do it in such a fashion that the scars resemble a botched suicide attempt.
If I must give a present to my human's overnight guests, my toy mouse is much more socially acceptable than a big live cockroach, even if it isn't as tasty.
I will not soak my catnip toy in the water bowl to make tea. I will not get high and sit there drinking my tea and kneading the floor afterwards. I will not then get delusions of grandeur and make tea in the toilet bowl or the tub. And I will not try to make tea with used socks, dirty panties or hair scrunches when my humans take the catnip toy away from me.
A warm pepperoni pizza is not a good place for a nap.
Clearly, judging from these resolutions, some people have VERY bad cats indeed!
Mind you, at my place, these ones could do with some work:
We will not play Herd of Thundering Wildebeests Stampeding Across the Plains of the Serengeti over any humans' bed while they're trying to sleep.
I will not intrude on my human's candle-lit bubble bath and singe my bottom.
I will not play "dead cat on the stairs" while people are trying to bring in groceries or laundry, or else one of these days, it will really come true.
I would liketo add:
I will not **** on Deb's bed - EVER.
I will not chew grass every morning, then come inside to vomit.
Sometimes, Deb likes to sit down and not have both of us on her lap. This is especially true when she is using the loo.
Furballs are for the balcony.
Oh, and - (this one is for Miranda)
When new men come to the house, I will not, no matter how delectable they are, try to woo them away from Deb by shoving my bottom in their faces in my most winning and seductive manner. Humans are weird - they do not like my bottom.
Here is what Nisse has to add:
I will not throw all the books down from the bookshelf in the bedroom in the middle of the night. I cannot read them anyway since it is dark.
I will not wake up my humans at 4.00 am just to watch me eating.
When my human is on the phone, I will not jump up on her back and try to push the receiver away from her ear. She will stop talking eventually and will cuddle me.
From Biggs:
When I am outside I will enjoy the outside and not wail to be let in as soon as my person sits down.
When I am inside I will enjoy the inside and not wail to be let out as soon as my person sits down.
Mr Stillwater wrote:I will not complain that my bottom is wet and that I am thirsty after sitting in my water bowl.
And here, boys and girls, we have one of those truly wise lessons of life. Think about it.
But... where is Mr. Stillwater?
You folks appear to have some rather interesting cats. I must say, however, it takes a mighty fine cat owner to get a second date with me. :wink: I've never failed to detect a cat's presence upon entering a house.
Anyone who says cats don't stink up a house owns a cat. They've just gotten used to the smell.
Kinda like the way I walk around oblivious to the fact that I probably smell like an ashtray.
One of my male friends says women like cats because they smell like men.......
Just skimmed the thread, and I have a couple of points to make: First, I don't care what you feline lovers think, cats are completely untrainable (BoGoWo has two cats, and he would agree). Second, sure they don't yap, but that constant stream of mewing when they want something is more annoying. A dog can be taught to shut it's gob when told. I dare you to try that with a cat. Third, people who are allergic to cats and rabbits doesn't surprise me. Genetically, they are very similar, and under the right circumstances, can interbreed, resulting in a 'cabbit'. The reason the butchers sell rabbits with the heads on is so you can check the teeth to be assured you are not getting cat meat. Also, cats are notorious for suffocating babies by sleeping on their faces. Spawns of Satan, I say.
not today, we're all dancing hamsters.
