Mel Brooks' Blazing Saddles imitation:
That's a phrase heard frequently at our place these days.
Over the years, I've had several pets. All of them "warped" in some way or another.
Dogs? Warped.
Cats? Warped.
Rabbits? Goats? Guinea Pigs? All warped.
My most recently acquired pet - a canine in cat's clothing, i.e. a cat who thinks she's a dog - is no exception.
In fact, I think she's the most warped of any pet I've ever had. The simple fact that my husband is the "cat person," yet she chose to bond with me and regard my spouse as little more than a chew toy kinda clued me in from the get-go that she wasn't firing on all cylinders.
Maybe she was born that way. Maybe it's because she's been around me practically 24-7. Nature vs. Nuture? or Which came first, the chicken or the egg? I dunno. But whatever the reason, she is decidedly "warped."
Among other things, she can't seem to master the concept of covering her "business" after she uses her litter box.
She digs a hole. Good start. For the most part, she hits the hole. So far, so good. But then it's all downhill from there, so it's best not to be standing downwind.
She just doesn't "get it."
Oh, it's not for lack of trying. She's persistant, that one. She knows it stinks and that she needs to cover, and she'll spend many minutes attempting to do just that.
She'll paw and scratch all around the insides of her box. Then she'll scratch and paw around the lip of her box. Ever careful, though, not to touch any actual litter.
When that doesn't seem to do the trick, she'll start pawing/scratching the wall.
And then the door.
And then the floor.
And then if there's anything within 4 cats' lengths of her box that she can "grab," she'll try to pull it into her box to "cover."
On more than one occasion I've discovered that she's pulled my duster out of my cleaning supplies a few feet away in her never-successful attempts to do what I *thought* was supposed to come "naturally."
Last night was the kicker, though, as far as covering-but-not-covering is concerned.
DH made the mistake of being in a little too close proximity at just the right (or wrong) time...
...and the cat discovered another use for him besides "chew toy."
So, do you have a "warped" pet?
That's a phrase heard frequently at our place these days.
Over the years, I've had several pets. All of them "warped" in some way or another.
Dogs? Warped.
Cats? Warped.
Rabbits? Goats? Guinea Pigs? All warped.
My most recently acquired pet - a canine in cat's clothing, i.e. a cat who thinks she's a dog - is no exception.
In fact, I think she's the most warped of any pet I've ever had. The simple fact that my husband is the "cat person," yet she chose to bond with me and regard my spouse as little more than a chew toy kinda clued me in from the get-go that she wasn't firing on all cylinders.
Maybe she was born that way. Maybe it's because she's been around me practically 24-7. Nature vs. Nuture? or Which came first, the chicken or the egg? I dunno. But whatever the reason, she is decidedly "warped."
Among other things, she can't seem to master the concept of covering her "business" after she uses her litter box.
She digs a hole. Good start. For the most part, she hits the hole. So far, so good. But then it's all downhill from there, so it's best not to be standing downwind.
She just doesn't "get it."
Oh, it's not for lack of trying. She's persistant, that one. She knows it stinks and that she needs to cover, and she'll spend many minutes attempting to do just that.
She'll paw and scratch all around the insides of her box. Then she'll scratch and paw around the lip of her box. Ever careful, though, not to touch any actual litter.
When that doesn't seem to do the trick, she'll start pawing/scratching the wall.
And then the door.
And then the floor.
And then if there's anything within 4 cats' lengths of her box that she can "grab," she'll try to pull it into her box to "cover."
On more than one occasion I've discovered that she's pulled my duster out of my cleaning supplies a few feet away in her never-successful attempts to do what I *thought* was supposed to come "naturally."
Last night was the kicker, though, as far as covering-but-not-covering is concerned.
DH made the mistake of being in a little too close proximity at just the right (or wrong) time...
...and the cat discovered another use for him besides "chew toy."
So, do you have a "warped" pet?
Thanks for sharing, all. 
