What you guys may not know about me is that I have taken 3 cats into my home. My mother had 2 of them and found out that her boyfriend is allergic. Well over the summer I acquired another, her name is Byntly. The oldest is Emma and the "middle child" is Cali. They are very energetic, but can be a little on the obnoxious side. My mafia (this will make sense later) of cats cracks my mom up and I'm hoping you guys will find it entertaining as well.
We all know I've been addicted to Sweet Tea since I was about 5 years old. I probably go through a gallon every few days. Well my littlest cat (Byntly) has decided she likes the taste for Sweet Tea as well. I was laying in bed sometime last week, most likely Thursday cause that's the only day I've had available to just chill in a
while, and she jumps up on the bed and crawls over me to get to my glass of Sweet Tea. She begins to slurp it down with out even realizing that I'm laying there watching what she is doing. She will stare you down as you eat your food, like she is begging for food or something. She crawls under the covers with me to sleep, but if you try and pet her when she doesn't want to be petted she will attack! She is also the cat that likes to up root my plants and keep doing it after I re-plant them. She is my "dog", be
cause she takes my socks and hides them. I'm down to like 5 pairs of socks because I can't find the others, thanks to her!
Cali is my attention whore. She will be up in your face no matter how many times you swat her and tell her to back off. She also likes to not use the litter box if it is in the least bi
t dirty. I mean like she is fickle. She loves to leave presents for me when I've missed one day of cleaning the litter box. She is my most outspoken one as well. She will cry and cry for attention its ridiculous. Just this past Saturday she was crying and I was like "why are you crying? I already fed you guys...." *light bulb goes on* "you must need water....my bad."
Emma, my mother's cat, she also acts like a dog somewhat because she responds when her name
is called. It also has to be my mother's voice doing it, not mine. So when I'm Skyping with my mom she will stop mid sentence and start calling her cat which in turn brings the cat running and getting up in my face. Emma was a rescue cat (pretty much all the cats were rescues) but she is a tad bit different. My mom walked into a Pet Smart and saw her, unfortunately fell in love. Emma was rescued by the ASPCA from a house of like 100 other cats. She bit the guy trying to get her prepared for my mom and ended up in quarantine for, I believe, 3 weeks. She is a very shy and quiet cat. She only makes noise when its feeding time. She is also a clean freak. She hates the smell of the litter box and wipes her feet on the floor after every use. She also loves to fling litter out of the box....it thrills me....let me tell you.
On to the Mafia analogy....Emma = Godfather, Cali = godfather's skanky whore, and Byntly = the new guy joining. Because Byntly is still a kitten she likes to play but Emma hates her! Byntly will attack and all you will see is Emma's ears go straight back and she will be the biggest &*!#$ in the world. Cali has begun to attack Emma as well, which is kind of hilarious. Two cats ganging up on one.... I'll have to tape it and post it the next time it happens.
Well I'm not sure you wanted to know all about my cats but there you go.
So being as Thanksgiving is next week and Christmas is only a month away from that I decided to list my favorite things about this time of year. I'll start off with my top ten favorite songs. So here goes: