February 16, 2005
that darn cat
the last time i visited my grandmother in new york, she had a cat that she called D.C., which was short for Darn Cat. or at least, that's what she told me. maybe it was really short for Damn Cat.
so anyway, the thing is, i had forgotten how what terrible manners my cat has. now that he's all frisky again, he's had no trouble remembering how best to make me crazy while i am trying to eat. he paces along the back of the sofa (on which i am sitting). he tries to climb over me and he puts his face as close to me as he can. he knocks over things on the side tables. this morning i finally put him out on the porch while i ate-- he was happy to go, though.
at one point, he knew the word NO. i haven't needed to use it in a long time but i think i'm going to have to start again. we'll see just how good that little pea-brained memory is.
Posted by lisa at February 16, 2005 08:37 AM | TrackBack
would he do the same thing if you ate somewhere else?
Posted by: christa on February 16, 2005 12:26 PM
no, if i ate at the bar in the kitchen he'd be frustrated and sort of hovering around on the floor, but he doesn't really have a way to get up there.
i just like eating on the sofa, putting my feet up and fooling around on the computer while i have breakfast.
i think he's starting to remember that we don't pester people while they are eating. he's been better since the day i posted this.
Posted by: lisa on February 18, 2005 09:14 AM