Furry Temper Tantrum

Our cat Rosie (part feline, part garbage disposal) likes to sit as close as possible while we are eating, carefully monitoring each bite entering our mouths as if each is one bite closer to certain and painful starvation for him.  Yesterday he attentively watched Gary eat a sausage dog, his eyes large and unblinking, on stand-by to eat anything that fell from that plate.

“Sorry, Rosie,” Gary told him, finishing up the sausage dog.  “Last time I let you have a piece, you got sick.”

Rosie watched in horrified disbelief as the last bite disappeared without even a hint of a crumb being offered to him.  He did the only thing a hopelessly spoiled cat could possibly do: he flung himself onto the floor, no will to live now that he was being cruelly starved to death by heartless owners who claimed to love him, resting his head weakly on the floor like he couldn’t muster the strength to lift it even to shoot us nasty looks.

Gary and I laughed at his version of a temper tantrum, too lazy to kick and scream like a bratty toddler.  He simply lay there, pitiful and weak, waiting for us to take notice and open up a bag of treats for his unimaginable suffering.

Instead, Gary said, “Well, guess he’s broken.  Let’s toss him in the trash.”

At this, Rosie managed to lift his head just long enough to dart a not-amused glance at Gary, before dropping back to the floor to finish his feline tantrum. 

Fear not: Rosie managed to regain his strength by dinner time. The rattle of the cat food bag resucitates him every time.

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I am endlessly trying to make sense of a world that has completely and unapologetically lost its mind.
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2 Responses to Furry Temper Tantrum

  1. Amy says:

    Having recently been stupid … oops… brave enough to bring a couple of kittens home, I have a much better understanding of how these furry feline friends can act. Mine seem to have super sonic hearing if anything has to do with their f-o-o-d. No matter where they are in the house, if a can is opened or the bag rattles, they are right there at the dish crying pitifully like they haven't been fed in weeks and tripping me as I try to do my parental duty by refilling their dish.

  2. Smirking Cat says:

    You have multiple kittens? You are a brave woman!

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