Showing posts with label max. Show all posts
Showing posts with label max. Show all posts

Thursday, September 22, 2011

I'm a cat person

I guess people usually classify themselves as "cat people or dog people".  I would have to say I'm a cat person.  I am attracted to their fierce independence and their attitude, you know the one that says, "I will do whatever I please, whenever I please, and however I please because I am me and I can.".  These traits are rebelliously appealing to the obedient rule-follower that I am. 


We have a cat.  His name is Max.  He's an insomniac.  He is loved dearly.  But lately,....  He has gotten into the habit of bossing us around about going in and out.   He comes in, then he wants out, then he wants in,...over and over.  This is especially bothersome at night.  He wants out at 2:00 am, then he wants in at 2:15,....

So last night I sat him down and we had a talk.  I told him this behavior was going to stop.  It was 9:00 pm.  He was in for the night and I wouldn't be letting him out until I got up the next morning at 5:00 am.  He listened attentively (ha).

I slept soundly until 3:00 am when I awoke to the loud sound of men's voices in my house.  I was in the "not awake not asleep zone" and I couldn't figure out what was going on.  I couldn't understand why there were men loudly talking in my house in the middle of the night.  I got up and went out to the living room to investigate (I haven't watched enough CSI to know better).  There was Max sitting calmly on the couch--watching TV.  Looking at me as if to say, "you told me I couldn't go out, you said nothing about watching TV.". 

I have no idea how he hit the right button on the remote to turn the TV on.  I'm a college educated adult and I can barely figure out how to operate the remote (Michael offered to write out instructions before he left on his mission). 

No one can ever tell me cats aren't smart.  At 5:00 am Max was standing by the door waiting to go out......