Kitty Gets Lucky

[NJCher]

Meet Chubby:



She's the one on the left. I adopted Chubby and her sister Cosmo in late October of '07.

I'd like to tell you Chubby (her real name is Luna) is a sweet little cat, but she's not. That's OK, we love her anyway. I call her the Elizabeth Taylor of cats because she is high-maintenance: demanding, self-involved, and always on a quest for either love or food. She can absolutely drive a person insane with her demands. When she sits on my husband's lap, she crabs until he sits in exactly the right position for her. And one has to pet her exactly the right way or she meows in a whiny tone.

Her saving grace is that she purrs her head off when she's happy and she's a very good little mouse catcher.

So tonight I was cleaning up after dinner and putting odds and ends in the refrigerator. Chubby was, of course, in the kitchen trying to get a second dinner.

I said, "Chubby, forget it! No more dinners for you tonight. You've been fed; now go away!"

But as I was juggling items in the refrigerator I knocked a couple items over and they fell on the floor. One happened to be a can of kitty food which fell into a perfect little mound on the floor in front of the refrigerator. But what really was amazing was when the half 'n half also fell out and spilled into a little puddle beside it.

Now this was just purely chance but I thought it was funny that the two items that fell happened to be just what Chubby wanted.

So she came over and lapped up the half 'n half and ate up the kitty food. I didn't mind letting her eat off the floor because right in front of my refrigerator it is very clean.

Maybe this is a story for the Pets Forum but I wanted to tell it here. :)


Cher

[murielm99]

1. Maybe you should have named her Spooky. n/t

[Matariki]

8. Or Princess. Or Sinistar. Or Supreme Leader.

:rofl::

[I Have A Dream]

2. Oh, lookout... Chubby is becoming a powerful manifester.

:)

I love your kitty stories, Cher. (Actually all of your stories.) I hope that you'll always post them here.

[Sanity Claws]

3. What a manifestor!

I wish I could manifest like that. Next time I'll add meowing to my manifesting techniques.

[MorningGlow]

4. Pure chance? HA! Ha ha ha HA!

That's what Chubby WANTS you to think!
:rofl:

Seriously, they are two gorgeous kitties, Cher--but they have that "look" in their eyes--lots of mischief, perhaps? Sounds like they give you plenty of tales to tell!

We have two black cats (and one orange tabby)--Jasmine, my familiar, looks like Chubby and Cosmo. She's as mellow as the day is long and only wants to sit on somebody's lap (usually mine) and get "pettings". But Clover (also known as Pisspot, Hairball, and Pooper) is a royal pain in the be-hind--also high maintenance, she "owns" Mr. MG and will march right up to him and "yell" at him if she wants something. "Meewww!" = "Time for bed!" (she sleeps between his knees and will raise holy heck if he doesn't lie exactly the right way) or "There seems to be a problem with the food dish--it's empty." The funniest sight in the world is that tiny 5 lb. cat (she's never gotten any bigger even though she's probably 13 years old by now) glaring up at 6' 2" Mr. MG. (And yes, he obeys!)
:rofl:

[rosesaylavee]

5. The Force is strong with this one.

I would try to get on her good side and let her know my list of needs and desires. :P

[NJCher]

6. way to start off the morning

I got such a laugh out of these comments.

:rofl:


Powerful little manifester indeed!


Cher

[I Have A Dream]

7. By the way, if this were in the Lounge, I'd have expected...

something totally different when I opened this thread based upon that title. :D

[get the red out]

9. I love black cats!

I can just imagine how those precious things feel! So sleek and beautiful.

[PhiBetaCretin1]

10. Thus the name CHUBBY

:donut: "If you're gonna call me Chubby, I demand a 2nd dinner -- and cream for dessert!"        :evilgrin:

[Cleita]

11. Black cats seem to be high maintenance but terrific purrers. Mine is too.

He also has had a history of attacking me when he doesn't get his own way. Although I think the latter problem has finally been taken care of after many trips to the vet to figure out why he does it. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.