We have this rule at our house that if you have a cat in your lap, the other party has to get up and bring you whatever you want. The running joke is ridiculous requests, such as a pound of cooked bacon or an insane meal. I dont sit still so 99 times out of 100, I have to get something for Eric. Tonight, Ninja was in my lap snuggling. And it went down something like this (in a text message conversation because Eric was in the other room.) L: I want bacon. L: I want bacon. L: I want water. L: I am THIRSTY. I want WATER. I want BACON. I want WATER. I want BACON. E: Nala says I am busy. L: (texts photo to Eric of Ninja in my lap.) E: (texts me a photo of Nala laying on him in the other room.) Hmmmm... So I yelled, HERE KITTY KITTY KITTY KITTY! which brought Nala FLYING out here at record speed. L: I win. I want bacon. THIRSTY. BACON. THIRSTY. BACON! E: Not fair! Eric yells, NINJA! Ninja come here! NINJA NINJA NINJA! and Ninja bolted to the other room, spooking all three other cats. Now neither of us have a cat. And neither of us have any bacon.
Posted on: Fri, 04 Jul 2014 01:42:13 +0000
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