Hmmmm - there was the silent, deadly battle between one of me fellas and the cat.
(Same one who pullled the "I am dying" stunt.)
She knew - after some very serious talking to, that she was not allowed to bite the boyfriend, or insert herself between us. So - she studied on how to make his life miserable.
She discovered that, if she went to sleep on his legs, he was uncomfortable and had bad dreams.
So - he used to bounce her off.
She then waited until he went to sleep.
He would pretend to be asleep, and send her flying.
She learned to tell when he was pretending.
At about this time he told me about their nightly struggles.
Cat ejected from bedroom when he stayed over.
However - I later discovered that, when I left the room - like if he was sleeping in, or if I went out for a while, she would sit outside the bedroom window - get a little piece of flywire in one claw, and twang the flyscreen, making a HORRIBLE noise. NEVER did it when I could hear it!
Oh boy.
I wonder what the fella was thinking during sex. "Is it worth the misery the cat will pile upon me for this?"
The last guy I dated was allergic to cats. He could only hang out at my house for a couple hours. Screech would get up on the bed, sit 4 inches from his head and bend his face down so his nose was almost touching the man's face.
dlowan, your bunny ceased to blink! why'z dat?
interesting about cats...mine used to like to get in between the mingled legs where it was warm and go to sleep...:-)
Littlek since you were on the verge of sleep when your cat almost swallowed a condom....
Your male friend didn't happen to have an open jar of peanut butter, or cat food on the nightstand, did he?
no
Even if he didn't like cats, I don't think he was clever enough to have thought that plan of attack up.
To me there's just something a bit freaky about leaving a pet in the room while having sex.
Now I wonder about what the CAT was thinking...
- What do I think about? "Stop thinking! Stop thinking!"
My dog has actually licked legs - during and after. She's usually up on the bed with us.
Well, then I'm never going to have sex with you at your apartment!
I see the conversational flow is stimulating as always.
Cleo has tried to push me away from the fella.
Apparently she thinks he belongs to her.
Sometimes I wake up to find her standing on top of me, and staring at him. Most disconcerting for both of us.
She must think he's in her spot....?
Dogs don't know about the "spot".
Do they?
they know about the wet spot.
They know about the spot.
Cleo thinks her spot is with him, and that mine is in the hall or downstairs.
This is the craziest conversation I have ever been a part of.
