Monday, October 26, 2009


Pussy Anyone?






So, a friend asked today if anyone wanted one of three adorable abandoned kittens. While my own fierce warrior dawg was living, I could not own or even think of owning a feline. He thought they were only good for snacks. So, as the day progressed, I began thinking about how La Nina Loca's biggest desire lately has been to get a cat. I kept this desire at bay by saying that it would eat the hamster. Odds are low on that one, but she'll never see through this lie.


Tonight I call my Mr. over for a discussion on the subject because he is the boss of me when it comes to pets/household changes. I allow this, btw. Here's how the discussion went and how I talked myself out of the idea!






Me: Hey, babe, come over here. Wanna chat with you about somethin.


Mr: Oh, no. (skeptical look) He turns around, leans on furniture and crosses arms as if to do battle.


Me: (I read his posturing and meet him with coquettish Mrs. all eyes batting and downcast, sad smile) So, ________mentioned today that she's looking for a home for this kitten.


Mr: (before I can say anything else) (head shaking) Not a good idea.


Me: But La Nina's been asking for one lately. I've been thinking about it too.


Mr: You can't find time to clean the Hamster cage. How can you take care of anything else?


Me: I clean her cage ever 2 weeks because it takes her a week to build her sleeping nest. It wouldn't be fair. Anyways, I'm sure they have fancy new litter and boxes now.


Mr: It would cost too much by the time you de claw it and pay for all the other expenses.


Me: True, but it seems cruel to de claw. It's painful ya know.


Mr: It would claw up your furniture and scratch her.


Me: It wouldn't claw the furniture but . . . . her, well maybe.


Then it all flashes through my mind. She harassed my sister's stray cat's kittens (3 weeks old). It was a nightmare for me everytime we went over to her house. I had to watch her constantly because she wanted to put it in her shirt as her "baby" and carry it around by the neck and stuff it into things. . . purses, baskets, boxes etc.


Me: Yeah, maybe she's not old enough for it after all.


Mr: (Smug satisfied smile) Wait till she's about 6 or 7.


No Pussy for the Muse Girl household any time soon!!!!!