Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts

Monday, February 6, 2012

I Think My Cat Knows I'm Pregnant

I'd heard before that animals can tell when you're pregnant.

I remember a story about a lady who had a cat who would lick her hands only when she was pregnant.

I'm not sure that I believed it.

I'm still unsure.

But my cat has been acting strangely.

Both my cats are kind of needy, one more so than the other.  They are not the kind of cats that disappear into other rooms to sleep by themselves.  They actually seek us out when they come in to make sure they are sleeping in the closest room to us.

One has anxiety issues when we leave the house for a few days in which he starts peeing all around his litter box without actually peeing IN it. But generally he is the less needy of the two, he'll be the one that goes out in the morning, pops in once or twice during the day and then we don't see him again until we call him in for bed.

The other one is the needy one.  He loves me and doesn't really like to be TOO far away from me.  But the last few weeks he's really kicked his neediness up a notch.

An example, this morning he went out for an hour but then came in and followed me around the house, laying down to sleep in each new room I went into, getting up and following me into the next room and on and on.  Finally because I felt sorry for him, I picked him up and we had a little snuggle on the bed for half an hour.  Yes, I really dropped what I was doing to give my cat some snuggles for a full half an hour.

When we first got them as kittens we would bring them up to bed with us, me carrying my little needy one and Dom bringing the other one up whenever he came to bed.  Eventually they started to come to bed with us when we'd call them and we stopped carrying them up.  Generally they sleep at the foot of the bed, but sometimes, sometimes my cat really likes to snuggle with me up by my face, he lays in the nook, just under my chin and my armpit.  

His face under my chin, the rest of his body under my armpit.

Herein lies the problem:

This just happens to be the exact spot a nursing baby would be sleeping.

So, in preparation we've been trying to wean the cats.  We don't bring them up to bed with us, we don't call them up to bed, we just go to bed.  If they follow us they are of course still allowed in the bed, but we don't encourage it the way we used to.

This seemed to be going well, half the time they'd both pass out downstairs while we were watching TV and then just stay there all night, or come up at some point and sleep at the foot of the bed.

But lately Killer baby (his name is Killer, my husband named him, if you really want the story I'll tell you sometime) has decided that he not only needs to be sleeping with me, but he needs to be sleeping in my nook. 

And he needs to stay there ALL night long.

What do you guys think?  Is my cat getting nervous about the pregnancy?

And then this leads me to this question, does he know that this is a viable pregnancy now and that the other one wasn't?  I think I might have to start gathering research for my new theory titled:

How to Tell If Your Pregnancy is Viable Through Your Cat's Behavior.

This theory will be published along with How To Tell If Your Baby is Still Alive By Obsessing Over Your Thermometer which I am still gathering research on.

Who's got an animal story for me?

And since I'm talking about cats, everyone please click on this link, I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants.  CAT FANS ONLY.

25 Most Awkward Cat Sleeping Positions

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Cat Birthdays Yay or Nay

Excuse me while I veer away from my normal blogging subjects and pose a question to my lovely readers.

It's a ridiculous question I might add.

But I'm curious nonetheless.

Do you celebrate your animal's birthday?

I never have. I kind of always thought it was silly.

I mean, it's a cat, he doesn't know it's his birthday.

Besides, I never knew my cat's birthday. And I don't know our new kitties birthdays.

But then, for some reason, we decided one of our cat's should have Dom's dad's (who has passed) birthday.

I know, how random. What kind of a conversation was that? How did Dom's dad and our cat end up in the same conversation.

I don't know.

But I do know that we decided one cat has Dom's dad's birthday as his birthday now.

Then we were like well shit, now we need a birthday for the other cat. And since the other cat is about a month, month in a half younger we decided, hey! Thanksgiving! His birthday can be Thanksgiving!

So, guess what, we gave our cat's birthdays and we will not be with either of them for their birthdays.

What kind of shit parents are we?

We had trips planned, planned for awhile, and yet we still decided to give the cat's birthdays on day's where we are away.

Assholes.

Anyway, back to my original question, DO YOU GUYS HAVE/CELEBRATE CAT/DOG BIRTHDAYS?

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Kittens and Cars

So, if you hadn't assumed already,we've made it safely to Oregon.

It feels like Australia was another lifetime ago.

So weird.

It's cold, but not as cold as NYC and since it's January my brain accepts the cold much better than it was accepting the warmth of an Aussie summer.

We've settled in as much as we can here in Oregon while we wait for our renters to move out of our San Francisco house.

I've allowed to begin decorating again. Very exciting.

We adopted kittens. They're part of the settling down phase we've decided needed to happen. They will come with us down to Cali when we move.

And we bought cars.

Not sure I like having to drive to get everywhere. I much prefer the walk/train/ferry/cab to wherever I need to go. The only time it's nice to have a car is when you buy a lot of shit and can't possibly carry it all home by yourself.

Also, we live out in the country and it takes 10 minutes to even get into "town". AND no one delivers. This could definitely be a contributing factor to my missing big city life. "What do you mean I can't get wine delivered to my house at 10pm on a Sunday?"

But nevertheless, all in all life is good.

And it's good to be back.