The cat, Tiger Lily, has lost her mind. She is tearing around the house like she has just smoked crack or something. Down the hall, through the kitchen, aross the dog (who doesn't like a one bit either), and up the side of the leather couch. I repeat, I don't like it one bit, because the couch is starting to get these like cat claw spots in the leather. I DO NOT LIKE IT! I WILL NOT LET YOU CLAW THE COUCH!
This is why my dad never let us have cat's in the house. (Or dogs or hamsters, or horse. Well maybe we did have a horse in the house once, but that's another story) Why did we get this stupid, cute cat? Oh yes, now I remember, it was Eden's 12th birthday and we didn't have any idea what to get her and she found a tiny, scared,free kitten at a pet store. I should have known something was up, FREE from a Pet Store. It was a set up. And now I am paying for it with our leather couches. We can't have anything nice (Pout)
But wait...(Hold on I have to keep the dog from eatting the cat...ok i'm back.She ran up the back of the couch to get away)
Like I said, wait grumpy dad guy, take a step back. Take a deep breath, get some perspective. How much would I pay to see my little girl light up with joy that she gets a birthday kitten? How much would I pay for a warm little ball of fur in my lap when it's chilly outside and I'm sitting reading a book? How much would I pay to listen to my son laugh til he almost wets his pants because the cat is tickling his foot by licking it? How much would I pay to have a little purring thing crawl between P and I during the night and then to have P feel special because the kitten wanted to sleep with her? (Especially when P has been so tired and blue with this new work load) How much would I pay to see my family happy?
Let's see, we got the two leather couches for 400 euro and if you figure that appearance is only half their value and function is the other half, then I can only look at the damage that Tiger Lily is doing to the appearance, because they still seem to function. So let's say she's killing half the value of the couch so, 200 Euro of damage. Would I pay 200 Euro to bring a whole bundle of joy to the fam? You betcha!
Wow! I got a new attitude, for today, or at least right now. (I still wish she wouldn't run up the side of the dang couch) Ah well like AA says, one day at a time. Be Blessed and Let the cat run on the couch today. (Even if it's just once :)
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Trouble with the kitty? Cry me river, pal. Two nocturnal cats have deprived me of sleep for the better part of the 21st century. Furniture shredded. "Let me out. No, let me back in. No, let me out." and so the dance goes. Are you sleeping? Well then you won't mind if I use your head as a springboard. In the end, you will keep Tiger Lily, not because of your daughter (although, that's the best reason.) You'll keep her because deep down inside Spence is an old softy.
hey Spencer, it's Nate from the YA Portugal team. I wrote you guys an email about a month ago wondering about your car situation. Could you email me at n8red760@gmail.com and let me know. I'm glad to hear everything is going good with the school. I miss hanging out with you guys a lot and hope to see you soon. Praying that everything is going smoothly in your journies, Nate
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