I’m Not Exactly a Cat Person
so We Got a Cat
Dear Internet,
Please meet Mabel. She is the small furry thing wrapped in the blanket burrito. I know, the last thing you need right now, Internet, is more cat videos and photos. Believe me, the last thing I need is someone else to clean up after. Yet, here we are.
It’s simple really. Daughter wants kitten. We procrastinate for a few months (refer to post title). We tell her that she actually has to pet a kitten before we get one. Daughter’s Mother must have a full psychiatric evaluation. We get daughter a kitten.
Funny thing. Ellie could tell you what neurons, the pituitary gland, and the hypothalamus can do, but it took three days for her to remember Mabel’s name. To help her, I made up a rhyme and sang it with a voice like Diana Krall. What?! That’s what it sounds like in my head. Several times a day, I say, “Mabel Mabel set the table only if you think you’re able”. Then, for fun, I would leave off the end for Ellie to fill in. She remembered about 50% of the time. My favorite was,
Me: Mabel Mabel set the table only if you think…
Ellie: …you’re ready for dessert.
Please pass the M&Ms. Oh, and the number of a good psychiatrist.
Tuesday, 6. September 2011 21:11
I know I’m too far gone for a shrink. Just put me in a padded cell. Heck, I may thank you for the peace and quiet. And the cat?? Well, I got nothing. Except you’re a better mom than I for getting her one. Yay you!
Thursday, 8. September 2011 3:40
Oh my goodness how cute is that! I love kittens, hate cats. Huh? I just say cats make me sneezy. My kids totally think we’re getting a cat someday, have even named it, Mr. Peebles. We’re not getting a cat.
I think my son would probably just ignore the cat, daughter would dress it up and accidentally smother it.
Brave Mama. Good Mama.
Thursday, 8. September 2011 14:03
Ellie is adorable! How could you NOT get her a kitten? And apparently you passed the psych eval, so – Congrats!
(Kittens often come with accessories called litter boxes. My advice is to keep that litter box as far away from the kitchen as humanly possible.) Mabel? I think I’d forget too!
Friday, 9. September 2011 0:42
Ha!! I could have written this post exactly one year ago. The only reason I caved is because I killed two beta fish and broke my son’s heart. My last cat lived to be 18. I can’t keep a stupid fish alive, but I know how to keep a cat alive! So now we have a cat. Yeah.