Oh, So That's How.
I woke up to indignant howls coming from the kitchen this morning. My husband had gotten up, made his coffee, and was leaving the kitchen when the cat attacked and bit his leg.
"Goddamn Cat," yelled the husband.
"Whatever," thought me.
You see, my husband is the first one up each morning. The cat knows this, and once the hubs is in the kitchen, the cat meows and does figure-eights around his ankles until he kicks down with the kibble.
This has been going on for months and months. This is the routine. There is no variation.
So when my husband decided to NOT pour the kibble, the cat decided to make an impression to share her feelings about this lapse in service.
He's got two puncture marks on his leg. He also poured the kibble, and I imagine he will not be neglecting that particular duty again anytime soon.
My husband better be taking out the trash and hitting the hamper on the first try, is what I'm saying.
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Posted by: Heather | August 30, 2007 10:12 PM
I think we are married to the same man. Well, ok, maybe not... my husband would not figure it out the first time. He does not speak cat and would just have to come get me and say "Hon... the cat has gone nuts. She keeps howling and attacking me..." And then I would instinctively know the problem and say "Did you feed her?" This would be met by mutinous silence followed by stomping feet and the sound of kibble hitting the bowl.
I'll have to think of something else for the hamper.
Thanks for all the great posts! You crack me up.
Posted by: Michele Moore | August 31, 2007 9:35 AM
ROFL! So you got a trainable one, huh?
Posted by: Jen | August 31, 2007 6:51 PM
I know his injury probably really hurt, but I think the cat is quite funny!
Posted by: dana | August 31, 2007 7:36 PM
This is hilarious because that is the exact same routine at our house. The cat almost makes my husband trip and fall every morning, winding around his legs and waiting to be fed and he will bite him on the leg if he doesn't comply! Those rascally cats...
Posted by: Jessi Louise | September 1, 2007 10:01 PM
Yet another reason, why I don't have cats~!
Posted by: MsRebecca | September 2, 2007 3:38 PM
How did you train that cat?
V is also first to rise. Eddie gets him to let him out for business.
Then Eddie comes and nibbles MY toes to feed him. What gives there, cat?
Posted by: jeanie | September 2, 2007 6:47 PM
LOL - our cat attacks my DH as well. Not because he feeds her. Just because she likes to pick on him since he fears her. LOL.
Posted by: cheryl | September 3, 2007 5:00 AM
I think your cat looooves your husband. He really, really looooves him! Hopefully he won't love him so much he'll knock him over and have him considering where the closest pound is.
My cat sits on my keyboard when I'm typing nightly. I threated to send him away daily. Hopefully I do a better job with my kids when I'm annoyed with them. Or soon I'll be threatening to send them back as well!
Posted by: my minivan is faster than yours | September 3, 2007 10:51 PM
see the cat has him trained, now if you could just do that right?
Posted by: homemom3 | September 5, 2007 5:58 AM
LOLOLOL! The part about the attack cat is really funny, but that last sentence is priceless!
Posted by: Farmgirl Susan | September 12, 2007 9:40 AM
Don't you love it when the cat helps keep the hubby well trained :)
Posted by: Romie | September 12, 2007 3:46 PM