Now What do You do with a Cat Like That?

If you are curious about who I am speaking of, just glance at my avatar the next time you see one of my posts. That gorgeous young man is mamma'spreciousbabyZEUSy and he has become a world class nag!

That's right, he has learned to nag as good as an old woman going through menopause. See, Zeus has decided that he has a set way he likes stuff around the house, and this includes his mamma. Yes, me, I am ordered around by a short, fuzzy, silver beast with no tail.

It started small, we would have company and be up late playing cards or watching movies. Zeus would come out, unusual in itself because he hates company, and start hollering at me. I must admit that it took my dense, human brain a few occurences before I figured out what it was he was upset about. Turns out, mamma, wasn't in bed at what he thought was an appropriate time. He would come grumble at me, then turn and head towards our bedroom, come grumble again and head towards our room again. I got up to follow and see what was bothering him so and he hopped up on the bed, curled up adorably and started purring. I left the room and it started all over. This has become a regular weekend thing, much to the great entertainment of our guests and the intense aggravation of Zeus.

Then one night, when sitting her, typing happily away on the internet, he began to nag, but instead of heading to the bed, he was going out to the diningroom. I tried to ignore him, I swear I did, but it was just no use, he can outstubborn a mule. Once again, there I was, following at the whim of my favorite feline to see what was bothering him. He did his adorable little bear sashay over to his food dishes, sat down and glared at me. Lo an behold, they were empty, my son had forgotten to fill them before going to bed.

I filled them up and thought I was off the hook, but NO! Dry food was not what the ruler of our house wanted, he wanted a can. He followed me, almost making me kill myself to avoid stepping on his precious paws and insisted I return to the Diningroom. He wanted a can of soft food, a favorite treat that he thinks is his right as a perspicacious feline. I opened a can and was finally allowed a few moments respite.

These antices continued for awhile, then I guess he must have gotten bored, either that or he wanted to see exactly what else he could make mamma get up for! So far, it is a crime in Zeus's world to leave the toilet lid up, not fill his milk bowl promptly when asked, not let him lay on newspapers or coupon clippings on the floor, not to immediately give up my lap and surrender to his presence when it is demanded, (why should he care what I am doing?) and to either leave the house or close a door behind me without his express permission.

If he had his way, I would never leave the house and always be at his every whit and whim.

All I have to say is cat toy donations will be graciously accepted c/oZeus, someone has to help me get some work done!!

Posted by at April 4, 2005 10:26 AM

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