“Mooommmeeeooowww!”
“Oh Gibbs…”
“What Mooommmeeeooowww?”
“Why are you whining so dang much?”
“I’m not whining, I’m crying.”
“Cats don’t cry, not in the human sense.”
“My heart is breaking.”
“Why?”
“You’ve been gone far too much lately. Not home. Absent from the couch, where I lay on your lap.”
“I’m living my life and enjoying the summer with other humans.”
“What about meeeeeeeee?”
“Gibbs, I can’t stay home 24 hours a day, every day. That would be boring and unhealthy.”
“And what do you think I do all day…hmmm, mooommm?”
“Point taken, but you do sleep a lot. Why do I need to be home when you’re sleeping?”
“Because then I know you’re here in case of an emergency.”
“What kind of emergency?”
“Empty food dish and starvation.”
“That’s not an emergency.”
“Who says?”
“I do. You are never starving other than in your head. An empty food dish does not mean you’re going to die.”
“I beg to differ.”
“Well, okay mister, do you see me with a plate of food in my hand every minute of every day?”
“Ummmmm…”
“Yeah, I didn’t think so.”
“Mooommmeeeooowww?”
“WHAT?”
“Can you schedule me in for a day at home, one in which you don’t leave? I really would like you to do that.”
“Let me check my schedule.”
“Hurry.”
“You’re in luck, Gibbs. How about this coming Thursday, the 19th, or maybe next Saturday the 21st? It depends, though, on the weather.”
“Why the weather?”
“If the weather is nice, I’ll want to go for a bike ride one of those days.”
“Mooommmeeeooowww…I hate your stupid bike.”
“I love my stupid bike and I intend to use it until the snow falls or it gets too cold. Probably sometime in October or November.”
“That means I’ll be alone and hungry for another two or three months.“
“Keep whining and I’ll try to make it longer.”
“Not funny.”
“They do make bikes just for riding in the snow.”
“What do you want?”
“For you to stop whining and be happy that I have a life that includes coming home to my best buddy of a cat because life would not be complete without him.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really. Besides, you would not like the alternative.”
“What’s an alternative?”
“A kitten. Baby cat. A little feline to share your space, your food, your bed and my attention.”
“Mooommme…oh.”
“Yeah, gotcha!”
“Very funny, mom. Maybe you should leave…
(At which point Gibbs turns and sees the soles of her feet as she walks out the door.)
“Mooommmeeeooowww!”
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Oh, poor kitty. Poor poor pitiful kitty I think I know that sound. If anything, it would drive me back out.
I hope you have a great weekend, Mary. Give Gibbs a treat if you feel guilty.
Nope, not feeling guilty, Dan. Gibbs is looking like I need to run him around the apartment more and skip the treats. Maybe a kitten… :-p
(Gibbs says thanks for the sympathy. He needs it since I don’t do a good job at it.)
I’m feeling pressure from his fan base in this part of the country. MuMu says no to kittens, but MiMi probably wouldn’t object. Unfortunately, Maddie isn’t that good with cats, so…
I think you already have your allotment of interesting personalities.
Awww!
Ha! You would not be “awwing” if you heard his yowls of late. I think Gibbs has learned to love his own voice and the louder the better!
This is so funny. Obviously, you should quit your job, give up your motorcycle, and stay home to take care of the food bowl. Who needs a life when they have a cat?
Lol, I’m retired and my bike is the pedal kind. Still…Gibbs needs to lower his expectations. 😉
Lol!
Cats really do pull our emotional heartstrings, don’t they? Gibbs seems a skilled communicator.
Gibbs is a loud, manipulative communicator, but there’s never a doubt that I love the big furball!
I love a verbal cat. My daughter chatters back and forth with her feral rescue. They are quite a sight.
I thought about the kitten idea right before your mentioned it. Also those cat backpacks with the bubble window. I don’t think Gibbs would like that though. I know Mama Cat wouldn’t. She meows intensely at meal time. Otherwise, she chirps.
I was very close to a kitten a few weeks ago. Saw her at the local cat cafe. Blues eyes and the most beautiful markings. But then I worried she would stress Gibbs and thought about twice the cost in food and vet bills. Never say never, but it’s a no for now.
Those vet bills are something to consider. Never say never. 🙂
Ah, dear sweet Gibbs. Let one of the many neck scratches he undoubtedly gets be from me. Hugs to you both. Happy Caturday.
I just roughed him up for you, Teagan. He likes that. 😼
Awww, and I do resonate with this. My cat is the obsessive bf—following me around, looking out the window if I’m not home, and sniffing me (loudly) if I’ve been out. He even lies on my clothes, that old creep. 😂
Bro, get a life—it’s what I would say to mine, but cats are charmers.
This is so funny, Mary. I really laughed at the “Mommmeow.” That was clever. Poor Gibbs, but he needs to work on his debate skills, hahaha.
Sooooo, I’m not alone with a lovable, annoying cat who would prefer to be glued to my side at all times?
Cool…
Definitely not! I understand your pain. 😂
Aww a little feline friend would be sweet 🙂
Maybe some day, Jill. Chasing a little furball around the apartment might keep Gibbs occupied and quiet for a few minutes.
That’s gonna be my cats when I go back to the office after 18 months. I won’t be around for them to bug just when I get busy in a virtual meeting any more…
I retired before going back to the office, so poor Gibbs is used to me being home more often. He might be happier when winter comes around and I tend to hibernate a little more often.
Gibbs is a pretty cat. Great expression in the photo.
Thanks Deborah. Gibbs is a handsome boy.
Ha ha ha! Brilliant!
Thanks Pam! Gibbs gives me lots of good material to work with.
Loved the conversation with Gibbs. What a wonderful cat! Jimi sends his regards!
Have a wonderful weekend, my friends!
Thanks Herman! Gibbs is most often a smart and good cat, but he likes to push boundaries too. The whiney part is an added bonus of sorts. 😏😼
Maybe you could.offer him a leash and a basket and take him with you.
I told Gibbs your idea and he reacted with one of his “if looks could kill” stares. So, probably no. 😾
Mm. I thought he might. Oh well, you gave him an option so he has no right to complain in the future. 😁
Hehe! Cats don’t understand weather! Strap him into one of those baby carriers and ZOOM! (I joke: If a baby can pull my hair from those, then a cat can scratch the tar out of you from one, too!)
IF or when I get another kitten, my goal is to try and leash train and go for frequent car rides. Then maybe we could go for bike rides without the need for antiseptic and band-aids. Probably an unreasonable goal, but…
I don’t think so. I had a long hair cat when first moved out, and was told that I needed to bathe her regularly and groom her incessantly to train her to accept these things, and she did great with both, every single time.
Cute, Mary. I always love the dialogue between you and Gibbs. Happy Tuesday.
Thanks Cheryl. Gibbs is never at a loss for words or meows!
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