Typist not a mad cat lady – yet
Cats: odd things|By the look of this blog, you could be forgiven for thinking this typist is one of those crazy cat people.
There have been Flickr slide shows, flickr badges in the sidebar, weekly columns – all about the cat.
While it is true that the cat in question (see sidebar) plays a big role in the life and times of this typist, I am not one of those people. Not yet.
But when I’m 83 and living in a one-bedroom apartment above the corner store, wearing my World War I pilot’s goggles while I tootle around on my World-War-II vintage bicycle, I will probably have 43 cats living with me.
I will talk to them constantly. My apartment will smell of vaguely cat wee and litter. I will bake cookies and nice little squares for the local cat-shelter fund-raising sale in the mall. All my friends will be cat-fanciers, and I will spend more time at the vet’s than anywhere else. And I will have an impressive complement of rogue whiskers on my chin.
My blog motto will be: All cats; all the time. I will live for the cats. I will call them my kids.
But despite appearances on this blog, I’m not quite there. Not yet anyway.
October 11th, 2007 at 6:25 am
I hear you, sister. I’m headed there myself.
October 11th, 2007 at 7:18 am
I thought I liked cats until I got a couple about 6 years ago. One is normal, and the other one is stupid.
He is in a constant state of fear of me, and really stupid about it. He’ll see me, panic, and then run right between my legs, already forgetting what he was frightened by. I assure you I have not given the cat a reason to fear me.
I could go on with examples of how stupid this cat is. Suffice to say that I won’t be getting cats again. Mine aren’t even good mousers / ratters, just hair and proglottid shedding wastes of fur.
How long do cats live?
October 11th, 2007 at 7:21 am
Jacy, yes, I’ve seen shades of that in you.
Dick, bad news, they have nine lives.
October 11th, 2007 at 12:00 pm
It would seem by your description that at 83 you anticipate being alone … I suspect he-who-cannot hopes that will be because of marital breakdown and not homicide or just ‘slipping off the plate’!!
October 11th, 2007 at 1:29 pm
(Once again) Me thinks thou dost protest too much cat lady.
I lkie my wife’s approach to cats – early in our relationship she said, if I ever wanted to send her the message that it was over – just bring home a cat – no screaming yelling etc..
The presence of a cat would convey all that needed to be said (and yes thats CAT C-A-T, not a colloquial expression for cat)
October 11th, 2007 at 1:59 pm
What? U sayin’ I’m already a mad cat lady TB? Actually, you may not be that far off base, although I’m 42 cats short of the above scenario.
Tonardo, no, you will have to be there to fix the mad cat lady her viddles.
October 12th, 2007 at 11:55 am
I’ll visit you when you’re old and crazy and full of cats. Well, I won’t come in or anything but I’ll show up at the door before turning around. I am mean and scared.
October 13th, 2007 at 1:08 am
Dale, just showing up at the door will make an old crazy cat lady happy. Or you could just comment on my old cat lady blog. THat would makeme happy too