while I'm whinging...
Jan. 31st, 2012 01:41 pmI'll whinge about one of my teenage cats, too.
1) Elena is part raccoon, and not just because she's got raccoon-like face markings. She is training me to keep the toilet lids down because otherwise she dunks things (like cat toys) in them, and then leaves them, soaking wet, in places strategically chosen for the likelihood of me stepping on them.
2) Elena apparently can tell the difference between the canned cat food equivalent of dye lots (thank you for the comparison,
filkferengi), and won't eat from one and will eat from another, visually identical can (Elli eats from all the cans without any problems). And when I refuse to pander to this and make comments like "well, eat your damned crunchies, then" --
3) Elena becomes a drama queen. Oh, she eats the crunchies, and she's not starving to death by any stretch of the imagination. But she whines and wails and carries on like a small tragedienne. Repeatedly.
I did not sign up for this when I adopted her...
1) Elena is part raccoon, and not just because she's got raccoon-like face markings. She is training me to keep the toilet lids down because otherwise she dunks things (like cat toys) in them, and then leaves them, soaking wet, in places strategically chosen for the likelihood of me stepping on them.
2) Elena apparently can tell the difference between the canned cat food equivalent of dye lots (thank you for the comparison,
3) Elena becomes a drama queen. Oh, she eats the crunchies, and she's not starving to death by any stretch of the imagination. But she whines and wails and carries on like a small tragedienne. Repeatedly.
I did not sign up for this when I adopted her...