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"Takayuki" wrote Is there ever a point when you finally get used to your cat? I've had Betty for over a year now, and I haven't gotten used to it. You never do. I've lived with cats my whole life, and I still feel the way you do. It's only when you are without them for one reason or another that you realise how used you are to having them around. I'll be taking the cats to the island on Midsummer, when I have a long weekend off work. Then I will leave them there (in my mother's care) while I come back for one more week of work before my holiday starts. This is what I do each summer. That one week without the cats is the longest week of the year. I see them out of the corner of my eyes, I hear them doing things around the house, I feel them coming up on the bed at night, but there is no one there. -- Marina, Frank and Nikki Email marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.f1.pg.photos.yahoo.com/frankiennikki |
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"Takayuki" wrote Is there ever a point when you finally get used to your cat? I've had Betty for over a year now, and I haven't gotten used to it. You never do. I've lived with cats my whole life, and I still feel the way you do. It's only when you are without them for one reason or another that you realise how used you are to having them around. I'll be taking the cats to the island on Midsummer, when I have a long weekend off work. Then I will leave them there (in my mother's care) while I come back for one more week of work before my holiday starts. This is what I do each summer. That one week without the cats is the longest week of the year. I see them out of the corner of my eyes, I hear them doing things around the house, I feel them coming up on the bed at night, but there is no one there. -- Marina, Frank and Nikki Email marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.f1.pg.photos.yahoo.com/frankiennikki |
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"badwilson" wrote:
Hmmm, I'd say that I'm *used* to having Vino. I'm damn happy to have him, he's my bestest buddy. But I still have to stop and comment on every cute pose I find him in and scritch his cute little cheeks and rub his fuzzy belly many times every day. Even though he has been in those cute poses hundreds of times, each time is cuter than the last and I have to comment. When Dennis isn't around, I just talk to Vino himself to myself about how adorable he is. Then I send Dennis descriptive emails about the cuteness of Vino. When Dennis is home, probably 50% of our conversation revolves around some cute thing that one of us has seen Vino do. It is rather pathetic, really. But we just can't help it if we have the cutest cat in the world ;-) You're so enslaved! 50% is really a lot. I'm hoping that I'll eventually get used to Betty, too. I figure that when I'm finally used to her, Betty and I will just be pals. Instead of having a cat-goddess/worshipful servant relationship, we can be equals. |
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"badwilson" wrote:
Hmmm, I'd say that I'm *used* to having Vino. I'm damn happy to have him, he's my bestest buddy. But I still have to stop and comment on every cute pose I find him in and scritch his cute little cheeks and rub his fuzzy belly many times every day. Even though he has been in those cute poses hundreds of times, each time is cuter than the last and I have to comment. When Dennis isn't around, I just talk to Vino himself to myself about how adorable he is. Then I send Dennis descriptive emails about the cuteness of Vino. When Dennis is home, probably 50% of our conversation revolves around some cute thing that one of us has seen Vino do. It is rather pathetic, really. But we just can't help it if we have the cutest cat in the world ;-) You're so enslaved! 50% is really a lot. I'm hoping that I'll eventually get used to Betty, too. I figure that when I'm finally used to her, Betty and I will just be pals. Instead of having a cat-goddess/worshipful servant relationship, we can be equals. |
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"badwilson" wrote:
Hmmm, I'd say that I'm *used* to having Vino. I'm damn happy to have him, he's my bestest buddy. But I still have to stop and comment on every cute pose I find him in and scritch his cute little cheeks and rub his fuzzy belly many times every day. Even though he has been in those cute poses hundreds of times, each time is cuter than the last and I have to comment. When Dennis isn't around, I just talk to Vino himself to myself about how adorable he is. Then I send Dennis descriptive emails about the cuteness of Vino. When Dennis is home, probably 50% of our conversation revolves around some cute thing that one of us has seen Vino do. It is rather pathetic, really. But we just can't help it if we have the cutest cat in the world ;-) You're so enslaved! 50% is really a lot. I'm hoping that I'll eventually get used to Betty, too. I figure that when I'm finally used to her, Betty and I will just be pals. Instead of having a cat-goddess/worshipful servant relationship, we can be equals. |
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"Marina" wrote:
You never do. I've lived with cats my whole life, and I still feel the way you do. It's only when you are without them for one reason or another that you realise how used you are to having them around. I'll be taking the cats to the island on Midsummer, when I have a long weekend off work. Then I will leave them there (in my mother's care) while I come back for one more week of work before my holiday starts. This is what I do each summer. That one week without the cats is the longest week of the year. I see them out of the corner of my eyes, I hear them doing things around the house, I feel them coming up on the bed at night, but there is no one there. I'm glad that I'm not the only person that happens to. Cats are like very bright lights. They burn themselves into your brain, leaving an afterimage so that you always see them, even when they're not actually there. Sometimes, it's like Betty is in every corner. I think I hear her walking around behind me - but she's really somewhere else, probably toying with my mind through telepathy. I'll bet grandmeow feels the same way you do when you take back Frank and Nikki after the week is over. |
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"Marina" wrote:
You never do. I've lived with cats my whole life, and I still feel the way you do. It's only when you are without them for one reason or another that you realise how used you are to having them around. I'll be taking the cats to the island on Midsummer, when I have a long weekend off work. Then I will leave them there (in my mother's care) while I come back for one more week of work before my holiday starts. This is what I do each summer. That one week without the cats is the longest week of the year. I see them out of the corner of my eyes, I hear them doing things around the house, I feel them coming up on the bed at night, but there is no one there. I'm glad that I'm not the only person that happens to. Cats are like very bright lights. They burn themselves into your brain, leaving an afterimage so that you always see them, even when they're not actually there. Sometimes, it's like Betty is in every corner. I think I hear her walking around behind me - but she's really somewhere else, probably toying with my mind through telepathy. I'll bet grandmeow feels the same way you do when you take back Frank and Nikki after the week is over. |
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