THIS CAT DOESN'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK
Feb. 3rd, 2005 05:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
DEAR GYPSIES
This is a bill of sale for one (1) domestic longhaired feline, colors black and white, 18 pounds in weight, addressed by the name of Abbie, answers to nothing.
Please take great care in storing this feline as he will go absolutely fucking apeshit in the middle of the night, jump on you while you sleep, and CLAW OUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING EYEBROW in an attempt to jump to the windowsill.
Holy shit. Ever been awakened from a sound sleep -- REM sleep, I might add -- by a cat jumping on your head and clawing you above your eye? Ever had to wash blood out of your eyebrow? Ever realized that had he been an inch or two lower, the claw would've gone right through your goddamned eyelid and into your eyeball JESUS H CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, BLIND ME? MAKE ME GO ALL SAMMY DAVIS JR WITH A GODDAMNED GLASS EYE? OH IIIIIII'VE GOT TO BE MEEEEEEEEEE NO! NO! A MILLION TIMES NO, YOU CURSED BASTARD SPAWN OF A MOTHER AND SON! I SPIT AT YOU! I HISS AT YOU! I MIGHT AS WELL BE DANCING AROUND IN A GODDAMNED CHICKEN SUIT AT YOU FOR ALL THE GOOD IT'D DO.
Hey, kids! How many obscenities can you spot in the previous paragraph? Go on, try it! It's fun! Next week: Learn to draw with Karen Finley!
I have honestly never wanted to really hurt him before. Sure, there are times when one can joke about Ironic Cat Demise, or say "You pull another stunt like that and you'll be floating head-over-tail in the Charles" but I swear tonight, after I leapt out of bed, adrenalin and blood flowing together, and I felt the gore pooling above my eye (there's a real nice solid stabbing pain going on, enough to warrant some advil, definitely not like a simple scratch at all) my first reaction was to try and deliver a good fucking solid kick to his side. Oh, it's not like he didn't know any better, leaping on me like that. I am reasonably sure a cat has the ability to understand and avoid "sleeping human form" because he sure as hell can understand and avoid "awake and pissed-off human form with foot rapidly advancing." He didn't get kicked. He was already in mid-run to the other room anyway.
What really upsets me, other than the fact that the claw came perilously close to my left eye, is that I have no way of punishing him. I really don't. And for some reason, tonight, I really want to. He really needs to learn a lesson. I'm almost afraid to go back to sleep if he keeps up his game of running back and forth in the middle of the night. Shutting him in the other room only keeps him out of my hair for so long, and then he gets upset and starts scratching the door. I'm reasonably sure the neighbors can hear that. Ditto putting him in a cat carrier -- he'd only keep me awake by rattling his cage. The closest way I could show how upset I am was, when I was dabbing my eyebrow with wet toilet paper (what a night to realize you're out of band-aids) I purposefully avoided all his attempts to rub up against my ankles in contrition or whatever. I said "No" a lot and moved around a lot. You're not getting any contact made with me, cat. Then I shut the bathroom door. I can't wait to see how it scars up tomorrow. I was s'posed to be on TV and everything. We'll see what happens.
Now he's taken over the spot on the bed I was sleeping in a scant 10 minutes ago. He doesn't know what he does. He's just a cat. He blithely runs pell-mell through life without any care for the consequences. And I think that's what pisses me off the most.
This is a bill of sale for one (1) domestic longhaired feline, colors black and white, 18 pounds in weight, addressed by the name of Abbie, answers to nothing.
Please take great care in storing this feline as he will go absolutely fucking apeshit in the middle of the night, jump on you while you sleep, and CLAW OUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING EYEBROW in an attempt to jump to the windowsill.
Holy shit. Ever been awakened from a sound sleep -- REM sleep, I might add -- by a cat jumping on your head and clawing you above your eye? Ever had to wash blood out of your eyebrow? Ever realized that had he been an inch or two lower, the claw would've gone right through your goddamned eyelid and into your eyeball JESUS H CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, BLIND ME? MAKE ME GO ALL SAMMY DAVIS JR WITH A GODDAMNED GLASS EYE? OH IIIIIII'VE GOT TO BE MEEEEEEEEEE NO! NO! A MILLION TIMES NO, YOU CURSED BASTARD SPAWN OF A MOTHER AND SON! I SPIT AT YOU! I HISS AT YOU! I MIGHT AS WELL BE DANCING AROUND IN A GODDAMNED CHICKEN SUIT AT YOU FOR ALL THE GOOD IT'D DO.
Hey, kids! How many obscenities can you spot in the previous paragraph? Go on, try it! It's fun! Next week: Learn to draw with Karen Finley!
I have honestly never wanted to really hurt him before. Sure, there are times when one can joke about Ironic Cat Demise, or say "You pull another stunt like that and you'll be floating head-over-tail in the Charles" but I swear tonight, after I leapt out of bed, adrenalin and blood flowing together, and I felt the gore pooling above my eye (there's a real nice solid stabbing pain going on, enough to warrant some advil, definitely not like a simple scratch at all) my first reaction was to try and deliver a good fucking solid kick to his side. Oh, it's not like he didn't know any better, leaping on me like that. I am reasonably sure a cat has the ability to understand and avoid "sleeping human form" because he sure as hell can understand and avoid "awake and pissed-off human form with foot rapidly advancing." He didn't get kicked. He was already in mid-run to the other room anyway.
What really upsets me, other than the fact that the claw came perilously close to my left eye, is that I have no way of punishing him. I really don't. And for some reason, tonight, I really want to. He really needs to learn a lesson. I'm almost afraid to go back to sleep if he keeps up his game of running back and forth in the middle of the night. Shutting him in the other room only keeps him out of my hair for so long, and then he gets upset and starts scratching the door. I'm reasonably sure the neighbors can hear that. Ditto putting him in a cat carrier -- he'd only keep me awake by rattling his cage. The closest way I could show how upset I am was, when I was dabbing my eyebrow with wet toilet paper (what a night to realize you're out of band-aids) I purposefully avoided all his attempts to rub up against my ankles in contrition or whatever. I said "No" a lot and moved around a lot. You're not getting any contact made with me, cat. Then I shut the bathroom door. I can't wait to see how it scars up tomorrow. I was s'posed to be on TV and everything. We'll see what happens.
Now he's taken over the spot on the bed I was sleeping in a scant 10 minutes ago. He doesn't know what he does. He's just a cat. He blithely runs pell-mell through life without any care for the consequences. And I think that's what pisses me off the most.
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Date: 2005-02-03 11:19 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 11:20 am (UTC)YOU HAVE TO GIVE UP THINGS IN ORDER TO HAVE KITTIES.
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Date: 2005-02-03 11:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 11:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 12:44 pm (UTC)Bob's dad has a barn, and Sue's mom has a sewing machine! Come on kids, let's put on a hat factory!
Seriously, how is your eye now? Did you have any antiseptic for it? (Handy hint: saline makes a good emergency antiseptic.)
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Date: 2005-02-03 03:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-02-03 11:37 am (UTC)(I'm just axin')
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Date: 2005-02-03 05:10 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 05:12 pm (UTC)Solution:
Date: 2005-02-03 12:50 pm (UTC)Maybe eventually he'd yowl, but he ain't rattlin' nothin'.
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Date: 2005-02-03 02:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 02:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 07:50 pm (UTC)Plus, yeah, removal of the fingertips? Crew-elle.
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Date: 2005-02-03 07:54 pm (UTC)a kitty with no claws couldn't puncture his eyelid.
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Date: 2005-02-03 08:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 11:12 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-04 05:04 pm (UTC)We trim our new kitten's claws, but she's a nibbler so it only helps marginally. She drew blood from the neighbor below us when he tried to pick her up after she jumped off of our second-story balcony.
We also keep her out of the bedroom. She stays quiet through the night, unless she hears one of us get up for a drink or something.
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Date: 2005-02-03 02:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 03:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 08:24 pm (UTC)At least he doesn't do it when I am asleep because I banned him from the bedroom. His banging his head against the door every morning is irritating, though.
There was a thing I saw at the vet once, it's like gel-press-on-nails for cats that you put on their claws instead of declawing them and it prevents them from scratching. Is that an option?
I still say get rid of the cat, but hey.
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Date: 2005-02-03 02:55 pm (UTC)*offers to neosporin up yer eyebrow*
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Date: 2005-02-03 07:22 pm (UTC)The "I was 5 years old and ran into a fence" story is pretty endearing.
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Date: 2005-02-04 05:19 am (UTC)"So, there I was, running with the bulls in Pamplona, and I couldn't take the Hells Angels harassing that poor waitress any longer, so I jumped off my Harley, unsheathed my Hattori Hanzo sword, and went all samurai on them. As the last one lay dying he pulled out a knife from his boot and threw it at me."
"Wow. Then what happened?"
"...then a cat jumped on my head."
Needs work.
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Date: 2005-02-03 04:37 pm (UTC)Reason number 32,487 why I would prefer to be a cat.
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Date: 2005-02-03 05:45 pm (UTC)Ever consider getting his claws capped?
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Date: 2005-02-03 07:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 07:56 pm (UTC)Plus, you get to make fun of your cat who then runs around with brightly coloured toes.
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Date: 2005-02-03 08:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 07:14 pm (UTC)I suppose my point is that one CAN survive a cat-claw to the eyeball, if it comes to that. It's just very unlikely that one would actually get to retain the eye.
and people wonder why I dont want pets.
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Date: 2005-02-03 08:06 pm (UTC)We no longer let the cats in the bedroom at all. Yeah, they scratch at the door, but that's preferrable to being clawed in the eyebrow, or awakened from the sleep of the dead to a cat jumping on your stomach on his way down from the windowsill.
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Date: 2005-02-03 08:51 pm (UTC)http://vip.mikrobitti.fi/~tapiob/whitelines.gif
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Date: 2005-02-03 10:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-03 10:03 pm (UTC)It's sort of stretching it to say he *learned*, but he's better these days.
You could do it until the neighbors complain, at least.
Or you can sleep with a pillow over your face and one over your nads & belly.
and hey
Date: 2005-02-03 10:17 pm (UTC)Re: and hey
Date: 2005-02-04 05:14 am (UTC)And I've pinned him down before when he's gotten too wild. He stays still for a bit, and then begins to cry. Heartstrings duly tugged, I let him go. Bastard.
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Date: 2005-02-03 10:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-02-04 06:57 am (UTC)I still wouldn't have kicked it. But. Hate 'em? Yep ;)
Keith
Date: 2005-02-04 04:28 pm (UTC)two related stories
Date: 2005-02-04 04:59 pm (UTC)Story Number One:
In my teens, my bedroom was in the basement and had an unfinished ceiling. Being a dorky teenage slob, I didn't mind - hey, I could hang stuff from the beams. However, this meant that if the cat felt like coming in my bedroom and I was so rude as to close the door, she would hop up onto the freezer in the next room, jump up between the beams onto the bedroom wall, and then down onto my bed. Normally, this worked out fine as she'd usually aim for the flat area beside me, or occasionally my stomach ("OOOF brzt silly cat *snoresnore*").
However, one day she slipped on the way down, and the claws came out. One landed on my chest, left a nice little mark for while. The other landed directly between the eyes, a nice diagonal slash on the bridge of my nose.
Now, to everyone telling stories about how their cat scratched them one time when they were playing, or when she was snarky, and ha ha I know what it's like - you have no freaking idea what it's like. Waking up from a dead sleep to PAIN ON YOUR FACE is basically turning on your KILL CAT NOW switch. I loved that cat, she was awesome and I cringe at the thought of hurting animals. But the only reason she didn't die that night, or get seriously wounded at the very least, is that she's really damn good at hiding.
Story Number Two:
Earlier in life, before that bedroom of mine was built there, there was an unifinished drywall wall between an open 'rec' area and the laundry room (with the aforementioned freezer). Said wall had a hole in it (from some anonymous incident with us rowdy kids in said rec area). (Okay, enough 'said'.) One day, I heard guests at the door while folding laundry, so I peeked through the hole to see if they had come down the stairs.
The cat was sitting on a couch on the other side of that hole, and saw movement.
Let me tell you, having your eye scratched is a pain like no other. I got a small scratch on only the white of my eye, on just the very outside layer, but at the time it hurt SO BLOODY FREAKING MUCH. I mean, I was a nice reasonably upstanding young man, and family guests were chatting at the front door with my clean, wholesome parents. But at that moment, there was nothing to do but hold my eye, wish I wasn't immobilized by pain so that I could throw the cat across the yard, and say F*CK repeatedly with just a bit too much volume.
I'm told that it would've hurt a full magnitude more if the scratch had gone any deeper, or (God forbid) had been on the lens of the eye. I can't even think about that, it doesn't compute.