Thursday, October 12, 2006

Transcript of a CatNapper

Our next door neighbour recently got a cat. Her name is Mila and she spends a fair bit of time outdoors. I'll often find her lounging on our deck in the sun. She's a pretty cat and is single handedly keeping the mouse population down between our house and hers. For that I LOVE her. Now it has been about a year since we had to put down our cat Zippy. We had Zippy long before Abby was born so he had been a constant all her life. We explained his passing to her the best we could at the time and figured eventually she would forget all about him. This child of mine, however, has a mind like a steel trap. There is not much she forgets. At four she will talk about things that happened a year ago in great detail. After nine days of riding the bus she now calls out other kids bus stops to us if we happen to drive part of her bus route. "Oh that's where Victoria gets off the bus. That's where Nathan lives. He goes to my school." So I shouldn't have been surprised by the conversation we had while out for an after dinner stroll.

Me: Oh look there's Mila.
Abby: I tried to catch him.
Me: You what?
Abby: I want to catch Karen's kitty.
Me: Why? Don't you like Mila.
Abby: Yeah I want to catch him because I lost my kitty and I need a new one.

So I have one daughter who is a potential catnapper and the other one is a nap crapper. Yes, Maya prefers the quiet solitude of her morning (and often her afternoon) nap to fudge her huggies. Let me tell you there is nothing like opening the door to a small confined space and being hit full force with the stench of crap. And the furnace being on just takes it to a whole other level. Now we have warm crap. Trust me that's worse. Much much worse.

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