They often keep me awake at night with their games, disagreements, and barking at things on the lawn. They make it impossible to watch an entire tv show without interruption. They won't let me read a book peacefully. I have learned to pet one furbie with one hand and another furbie with the other--at the same time. They don't like me to spend time in the sewing room; it's not easy to pet a furbie while sewing. It has been years since I have eaten a meal at home without having someone stare at me. As soon as I sit down, that's the time one of them decides he/she has to go outside. They make answering the door for the Pizza Dude an adventure. And they're costly.
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On 03/21/2015, Barbara Anne said ...
I hear you, sister! We have just the two cats, mother and son, but they rule the roost, or think they do. We've taught them the words "no", "move" meaning they cannot stay where they are and the phrase "not now" as in you're going to have to wait for whatever. They taught themselves the words "food", "okay", "out", and "in". We love them, too, or at least most of the time.
Rob installed a screened door on my sewing room so I can get ventilation, hear what's going on, and keep the cats out of here. They sit on the other side of the door staring holes in me and if I remain obvilous to them, they speak or claw the screen. Ususally I feel the stare!
I love the screened door as I don't intend to have cats out of reach under, on top of, or behind all the stuff I have in this wee room. If I ever have a larger sewing room, the cats won't be in there either. The screened door is where I draw the line. :)
Happy Spring!
Hugs!
On 03/25/2015, Dolores Tanner said ...
So very well said!!
On 04/01/2015, Ramey Channell said ...
Like!
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