Beasties….almost all of us have special ones in our lives. Me? I have 2 cats.
The first cat I ever owned is Grace. I got Grace about 6 years ago. She is my Paris Hilton. She is a princess, a priss, and she is dumb!!! But, I love her. She is a great lap cat, and she is fairly well behaved. I like that in an animal!
Then there is my Sugar. She is my Donna Young. She is intelligent, loving, and smart. She is also a mother hen. She grooms Grace and makes sure that Graces mess is covered in the litter box….She is also totally out for herself!
I have had to feed them twice a day, and in separate places because when I would just leave the food out all day, Sugar would eat ALL the food, and Grace would get none. Grace eats on the sink, and Sugar eats on the floor. I also have to give Grace a head start in eating. Why? you ask, well, because Sugar is totally out for herself, she scarfs her food down so fast, so she can get Graces…and Grace, being the Paris Hilton that she is….lets her! Because Sugar is so smart, I have been able to train her. That isn’t much heard of in a cat, but I have.
When Grace is almost finished eating, I will put Sugar’s food dish down and leave my hand hovering over top of the dish. When Sugar does this….
sits down completely and looks up at me, I then remove my hand, say good girl, and she then…
is allowed to eat.
Do you have a beastie? Who do they remind you of?