We are an at-home family.
I am a stay-at-home mom.
Blog-Stedman now works from home.
My two youngest are not in school.
My oldest is partially home-schooled.
At home. At home. At home. At home.
When blog-Stedman was considering making a change to work entirely from home we had quite a few discussions as to how all this at-home-ness would work.
I was concerned about his ability to work over the usual noise in the house. He dictates reports.
I was concerned about his ability to sleep over the usual noise in the house. He works a lot at night.
I was concerned about his ability to get three square meals a day at the house. He used to eat one meal a day at the hospital.
We plotted, planned and changed.
The boys have adjusted.
Blog-Stedman has adjusted.
I have adjusted.
Scooter has not adjusted.
Scooter?
Yes, our cat.
Scooter, our cat is currently driving us insane. He used to do his own thing during the night. Now that blog-Stedman is up, Scooter spends his night trying to garner attention. When he gets kicked out of the office, he then comes to wake me for this attention.
Don’t even THINK about shutting a door to keep him out. He will stand just outside the closed door with a horrendous meowing howl of horror in protest.
Horrendous meowing howl of horror.
He suddenly is very needy.
All that has changed in his world is that now he is receiving MORE attention.
Yet, he is now a bottomless pit of attention neediness…
More.
More.
Meow.
*close the door*
Horrendous meowing howl of horror.
Last night I had a Come to Jesus meeting with my cat.
Today he is on June Cleaver Nirvana, but if things don’t improve…
Tomorrow it is Craig’s List.
Gark! Is there one redeeming quality about those disgusting furballs? Maybe B.S. can take it on a one-way country drive? (Tell the kids he (furball) found a wife and stayed with her, if they ask.) 😉
and thats why I don’t “do” cats..
You know last Friday was the first time I had ever seen that cat in like 3 years so something definatley up with the kitty.. Maybe he needs a friend.. Like an pit bull or something. Oh wait you got that.. Maybe he needs a mountian lion.. nope got that too.. a beaver?? nope .. How about the alligators in the creek?? You could just let him go but i hear he’s a scaredy cat.. Yes that was intentional.
Hahahahahahahahhaha! Put him in the fruit bowl!
Sounds like our cat! And how dumb are we? We thought she was lonely. So we just got a kitten to keep her company. So far? Not working!
I might have to try foolery’s suggestion on getting the Youngest to quit doing “shout outs” in the middle of the night.
Come on – I’ll leave out the vinegar.
Poor you guys. I have a suggestion, but it’s no fun, and I dunno if it’ll work.
One night go to bed an hour early. Instead of sleeping, read a book just inside your bedroom door, with the door closed. When Scooter yowls, throw open the door and SQUIRT HIM IN THE FACE with a squirt gun or spray bottle. (I hear that mixing vinegar in the water helps, but I haven’t tried it.) Lather, rinse repeat. Do this once a week until he stops yowling a closed doors.
Good luck!
You even have a boy cat?! Holly needs a girl dog.
Ha-ha! Oh, I love your writing. Oh, your poor cat. 🙂 I got rid of cats too because I just cannot stand the yeowling. Ugh.
My poor cat totally fell off the radar once Gremlin was born. Luckily HRH loves him to death and finds his habit of sleeping on your head while eating your hair to be endearing.
craig’s list sounds like the purrfect solution to me.