Talk you down from getting a cat? OK…
- Carry 2 COSTCO 40-lb cat-litter buckets out of the store, to your car. Then from your car to your basement. Repeat once a month.
*Shovel 10+ pounds of crap & pee into a bag every morning and carry it out to the garbage. For the rest of your life.
*Wake up every morning to tuna-breath (if your lucky; the other end is fragrant too, but even less pleasant.)
*Go to sleep every night with something chasing and biting your toes through your quilt & blanket. (You’ll find yourself shopping for replacement bedclothes in terms of “What won’t his teeth get through, what won’t he eat & barf up on my shoes?” instead of “What matches my bedroom?”
*Get ready for your carpet to change colors. Barf-up spots, pee & crap spots, or just plain shedding, it will change color.
*Realize that you can’t reason with an animal at 6AM that is knocking your things off your dresser because its hungry and you’re ‘late’. Saturday? Screw Saturday. Its FeedMeDay. Learn it, Human.
*Because you only bought that Cashmere sweater to be a scratching post.
*Clean laundry? What’s that? The only laundry coming out of this basket has a fat lazy belly print on top of it and is covered in shed fur.
*Learn how to ‘Guard the Table’. Its that situation where once you have food on the table it can’t ever be let out of your site for any reason or it will become cat-sniffed, cat-licked, cat-eaten. Thirsty? Shoulda thought of that before you put food on the table. I sure hope ‘Beau Geste’ isn’t on TV…
*Because your hands never looked prettier, covered with red rips, welts, and dotted-line scabs.
*Because you like itching in bed & suddenly realizing that Mittens brought home her own ‘pets’.
*Because you like disproving that there’s any health risk to unborn children from a pregnant mother shoveling dirty cat litter.
*Because 3AM is a good time for you to have 30-lbs of cat walk across you and sit on your chest, watching you breathe.
*Because you didn’t really like that wedding band; you know the one that makes a cool ‘skitch’ sound when its knocked around the floor like a hockey-puck?
*Because stepping in cat-vomit barefoot will wake you up faster than coffee.
*Because getting Mittens in the carrier for her Vet appointment is a lot harder & more challenging than MarioParty8.
*Because you like waking up in the middle of the night to the sound of horses galloping up and down your stairs.
Lets face it, having a cat is like giving birth to a teenager: they don’t listen to you, they use your stuff without asking and with no respect, they push your buttons just to get a rise out of you, and their entire focus never shifts beyond their immediate needs. Hell, they only rub against your legs to help themselves shed. Why get a cat?
Count Blucher: cat owner/enabler/victim