4:00pm Gitch: Mom should be home soon. I am hungry.
Mog: Me too! I guess I could get up and stretch my legs, so I am ready to rub on her legs when she arrives.
4:15pm Gitch: Where is mom? Doesn’t she know it is time for our supper?
Mog: Chill, brother, she might have gotten detained at the Info Office today. You know that happens when they get a caller at 3:59pm who has questions. Don’t you remember her coming home and grumbling about that?
Gitch: Yes, but that doesn’t happen every day. Where is she? My breakfast kibble has worn off and I have been busy all day guarding the house, while you snoozed on the desk chair.
Mog (Yawning). When she left this morning, she just told us her usual “Love you” and didn’t say anything about being late. I’m not worried.
4:35pm Gitch: Where is she? She’s late.
Mog: I am getting a little peckish, too. We must be patient, my brother.
5:00 Gitch: I am getting worried. What if she doesn’t come home?
Mog: She always comes home, or she sends someone to feed us. Remember she was just gone for 2 weeks, and Skyler was here twice a day. I did miss cuddling with her at night even though we were well fed.
5:30 Gitch: OMG. Where is she? What if something happened to her? What if she never comes home?
Mog: She will be here. Besides, I remember her telling us that if she was no longer around, she had provided for our care in her Trust Fund. She said if anything happened to her, there would be someone to take care of us and make sure we have the best food and medical care possible.
Gitch: I want Momma Karla, not her stupid money to buy us food and meds. I will try to calm myself and just lay on the bed and wait.
5:40 Gitch: Did you hear something? Was that the garage door opening? Is that the sound of the Subaru? Is she home? I must run fast and greet her at the door.
Mog: Me too!
Gitch: I’m starving, and I hope she gets inside quickly. I want to quit worrying, go back to living in the moment as cats are supposed to do, and just EAT!
5:42 Karla: Hi kitties. Did you have a good day? I am sorry I am a little late—I had to run errands. Are you ready for supper?
Gitch: Damn tootin’ we are! Meow, meow, meow!!!
lolol!
That is HILARIOUS!!!! And yes, I’m SURE those are their exact conversations—in fact, they must have been talking to our kitties (and the doggies, too), because those words have a familiar rininthem!!!! 🙂 BUT they ALL know better- we would never leave them “starving” – I hate to think how they might try to “fend for themselves” although kitty boy has shown great promise in ripping open anything left on the counter and nibbling what he wants and leaving teeny little teethmarks to prove it 🙂 🙂
This just made me laugh because it is so true.
Some truly great blog posts on this web site, thank you for contribution. “We are always in search of the redeeming formula, the crystallizing thought.” by Etty Hillesum.