I worry about people who don’t like cats. Just look at Weaz’s little jellybean toes. Have you no idea what you’re missing?
I’d go so far as to say I judge people who don’t like cats about as harshly as people judge those of us who FRIGGING LOVE cats. When I watch my friends panic about who’s going to let their dog out when or how they’re ever going to teach their dog to follow commands, I’m just like: “Get a litter box. And let the animal do whatever it wants.” Cats are the greatest pet of all time.
HOWEVER… With that said, here are the following things I hate about my cats right now:
NUMBER 1: Weaz has started this new thing where she starts screaming at 5 o’clock every morning. I have absolutely no idea what she wants because she has food and water and a clean litter box so I just tell her to shut up and, as it turns out, this accomplishes nothing. On a positive flip, I am now super productive at god awful hours of the morning because I beat my alarm to the punch every single day. I don’t know if this is actually a positive thing.
#2: Ralphie sits in my sink. All day. She just sits in there and waits for me to turn the water on. This is maddening for several reasons, one of which being that she has her own $50 water fountain in my bathroom that serves this exact same purpose minus having a filthy cat in my sink. Probably continually turning the water on for her is doing nothing to condition her to stop doing this. Also I don’t like her being that close to the garbage disposal.
#3: Someone threw up in my path from bed to bathroom, and so I greeted Friday morning with my foot planted in cat vomit. It’s about as pleasant as you’d imagine foot-in-vomit to be.
ANNOUNCEMENT: It’s Girl Scout Cookie season. Weaz would like to invite you to support her troop.