You bad bad BAD cat!!!!!!!!! (the one that moves)

I have a orange tabby that’s so so SO sweet and I love him dearly. I named him Garfield (after the fat lazy one in our comics) when I picked him up from the local SPCA about two years ago and he’s been literally my baby ever since.

Last night, my boyfriend presented me with a stuffed Garfield. He said it was a present meant to congratulate me on [finally] getting a job. It’s the cutest stuffed Garfield I have ever seen. It’s the size of an average teddy bear and has its arms wide open as if it’s always expecting a hug. It’s just so sweet.

I come home today after my first day of work to find my moving Garfield tearing apart poor stuffed Garfield. Oh the horror. White fluff flying everywhere. Moving Garfield has never really had problems with my other stuffies, and I have A LOT of stuffies. For some reason, he didn’t like competing with the “real one” and shredded him to pieces.

I was so mad. It was a lovely present from my ever loving boyfriend. Moving Garfield is getting locked out of my bedroom for two nights I’ve decided. I’m grounding him from being hugged for two whole nights. After that, I’m sure I’ll forgive him, but I’m not sure my boyfriend will. He spent a great amount of consideration for me to get that cute little stuffed Garfield that is now ripped in shreds. sobs :frowning:

Hmmmm…

Maybe you should take moving Garfield on a little trip to the taxidermist.

:dubious:

Tomcats, like most other males, detest any competition for the source of their affection.

Cats - can’t live with em, can’t shoot em and stuff them and put them on the mantlepiece. Oh wait, actually you can. Mine has been whining around me for about an hour now because I only played with her for 1/2 an hour today, instead of the ALL THE FREAKIN’ TIME that she seems to think is her due.

Awww, the baby (the moving one)! He thought you were replacing him with another Garfield. Poor little guy, after all, his brain is only the size of a walnut. (I point out the brain/walnut thing every time our kitty does something that drives Mr. Del up a wall).

The gift was sweet on the part of your boyfriend, but maybe next time he could get you a stuffed Odie, so Garfield can have a friend?

Kitties are the best! :slight_smile: Kitties kitties kitties!

You sound like Jean Teasdale from the Onion.

My kitty back home in Ohio is named Odie because she’s really kind of dumb and sometimes her little tongue sticks out. It’s the cutest thing in the entire world. :slight_smile: Kitties are so great.