It’s the waiting that gets to me. Those long moments before she comes home. I’d finished all my chores for the day — unrolled the toilet paper, knocked everything off her nightstand, made good progress on shredding the armchair. But it’s not fulfilling until she walks through that door, sees my hard work, and showers me with compliments like “What the hell is all this?!” and “I should have adopted a parakeet!”
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Kitty gets more done around the house than I do…
Parakeets would do just as much work, and top it off by pooping on everything you love.
Some one shredded the toilet paper while I watched while brushing my teeth this morning.
At least she looked over her shoulder to see if I was going to object. At this point that’s the least destructive thing she can shred.
I am so numb to cat ownership at this point, no question who has the upper paw.
It’s good for the cats to have chores.
Kar is numb to cat ownership. I’ve become impervious to bad smells and dried puke on the floor. Whatever it takes to get us through the day.
And such a pretty kitty too! And thank you for keeping yourself occupied. Like Kar & DebG, I’m numb to pet ownership. I see dog hair tumbleweeds and think, yeah I need to vacuum this weekend, sometime. One of my dogs coughs after he drinks so there’s all these dried water spots that again, sometime I need to mop the floors. My opinion is it’s all going to get dirty again so why rush.
Sigh, I’m so glad to hear from all of you that I’m not the only one who is a little lax on keeping up with the dust/fur bunnies around the house.
I stopped caring about cat hair all over the house a long time ago. If my messy house bothers you don’t visit me.
Exactly! And then I’m worried my dead mother with the very high standards is going come haunt me. But she didn’t deal with pets, so blowing a major raspberry!
This is the tortiest thing I have ever seen/read. My motley little demon-cat has decided her new chore is sneezing in my face (yes, she’s been to a vet who prescribed a low-dose steroid shot that helped for a while). I have dreams at night that someone is sneezing on me, and I wake up knowing it’s probably because I was actually on the receiving end of a double-barrelled snot cannon and my brain just included it in the dream script. Torties live up to every negative stereotype about them and then some.
I feel bad for laughing about your situation, but darn it, it’s funny! Good luck with the sneezing.
My mother once dreamt that her car ran off the road into a ditch and she was drowning.
Woke up and it was just my dad’s 30 lb tomcat on her chest, purring. (pre-owned, we got him down to a svelte 18-lbs)
If it’s any consolation, I still have a few poops high up on the wall which I have not cleaned yet. I know I should deal with it, but I feel nostalgic when I see them. Is that a valid reason for being an aggressively indifferent housekeeper?
All these comments are not just hilarious, they are very validating. I have 7 dogs, 5 cats and a big tortoise, so, as a housekeeper/petsitter friend once said: “Don’t ever bother paying someone to clean your house. It just gets filthy by the next day and is a total waste of money.” I do clean up poop and pee as soon as I see it, but the hair tumbleweeds/dust Godzillas are free range in my domicile for the most part. I wish the geckos would stop pooping on everything, though.
I’m just glad Bibi is finally well enough to stop having diarrhea, especially in the house.
I have a newish pair of black trousers, that I think is picking up all the lint in Manhattan. Possibly all five boroughs. Not only have I not had cats in years, I have never had them in this apartment. But you’d never guess from these pants …
I used to say I had dust rhinos. Dust Godzillas has me beat!
Great news about Bibi! I’m sure you’re both much happier.
Thanks, DebG! We are!