Thursday, September 23, 2010

I Love Hobbes Thursday

Today's "I Love Hobbes" post is dedicated to Helene (Granny Spice) and Kathy (The Junk Drawer). Helene, well, because she just loves Hobbes so much and because she has like the suckiest job ever. And Kathy because she lost her beloved Stinky this week. 18 years is a long time to have a kitty friend, and losing Stinky was devastating for her.

Consider yourself hugged, pallies--by me and Hobbes. (Note: I'm the one who doesn't shed)

You know how you have your favorite spot--at the kitchen table, in the car, out in the yard, and on the couch to watch TV? Yeah, well, I lost mine last week. A certain somebody has decided that the primo spot on the couch (closest to the coasters for your drink, near the lamp, and on the end of the couch with a good leaning spot) was now his.

And while most people (who don't own a pet) would say "Oh, just move him over", I do not. Nope. I end up sitting on the floor, trying to get comfortable and maybe sneak a smoochie in on the big guy during commercials. And by the big guy--I'm talking Hobbes. Joe has a cold--I'm not going anywhere near that sniffy face these days.

So, I'm wondering on when the cat starts ruling the roost? I mean, there was actually a day around here when animals didn't walk on the counters or take a bath on the kitchen table. Cats had their beds to sleep on--they weren't allowed on the good furniture. Well, they still aren't allowed on the living room furniture, although their fur magically appears on it when we go away on vacation.

When did this house go to the cats? When did they start making the rules and leaving me tips that consist of a fuzzy gray or orange stripey hairball? At what point did I lose ranking?

Sigh. Such is life with cats. And when they grace you with their presence on your chest in the wee hours of the morning to march on you and drool, you forget all the bad stuff. What barf on the rug? What torn up back of the couch? What dead yellow birdie in the yard?

Furry love is good love. So I take what I can get..... (hey, isn't that a song?!)

30 comments:

JODI said...

Careful there pally or soon you are gonna hear the kids say..."well you let Hobbes".

Daisy said...

Hahaha! I always decide to sit on my Mommeh's lap right when she needs to get up for something. It is funny to see how long I can keep her pinned in one place.

Helene said...

Awwwwwwwwww thanks. Another year passing and looks like no good time to take a vacation. Again. Two weeks times 7 years saved up. When I had the stomach flu I threw up at 8 after being up all night and was in by 10. I need therapy.
Kathy I hope you find comfort somehow in your memories.
Thanks for the Hobbes hug.
My yellow lab took over my new recliner.
2 more classes, winter break, then the last 4 classes.

lifeshighway said...

thus demonstrating the difference between cats and dogs. When my dog is sitting in my spot, I walk over and begin sitting by the time my butt hit the cushions, Vinson has moved. It only takes being sat on once.

vanilla said...

Only a 'pet person' would even begin to understand this. And I do.

JD at I Do Things said...

I'm always a little shocked when guests who aren't familiar with cats running the house come over and act all offended when Gus or Pru tries to steal food off their plate. Sometimes my own brother will snap, "Get down from there!" at one of my cats when they leap up on top of the pizza we just ordered.

The nerve.

Grace said...

I was in my late 20's when a cat and I started living together. I was lonely and needed to be responsible for someone other than myself and Max was my motivation. He was a cuddle bunny - I danced with him in my arms all the time and he would drift off to sleep. It was me and him against the world. He was very protective of me, as some of my dates would attest. (I should mention he was a Siamese). That cat and I were the dynamic duo and no one and nothing came before him. Consequently all subsequent cats were spoiled just the way Max was. Yes, Yes, we live a cat centric life - I stand because all the chairs have cats on them - only when it is totally necessary will a cat be re-located. It's all about them and the rewards, which is lots of love, devotion, and laughs. OMG - what do people do for laughs if they don't have cats!

Anne said...

My cat comes and sits in my work spot whenever I get up for a minute. I think he just likes it because it is my spot. His favorite spot to sit is on top of my chest.

Secondary Roads said...

As Grace said, "What do people do for laughs if they don't have cats?"

Midnight sez, "Hey."

VanillaSeven said...

A dead yellow birdie is a disturbing sign.. unless u are a cat too...

WillOaks Studio said...

It always amuses me when non petcentric visitors are dubious about the cats and dog that rule the roost over here--so loved your post because I get it perfectly!! BTW, aren't the pink nose and pink toes on orange kitties just the sweetest thing? Who can resist these guys?

Anonymous said...

Sorry that Stinky went to the Rainbow Bridge. Kathy can remember the good times, but it hurts to lose a pet after 18 years.
Since Bailey is gone, Phoebe is queen of the house and can sit where she desires and is spoiled rotten. Yep, cat's are very special "people".
Phyl

BeadedTail said...

I think I understand what you mean. How's this for a real time example: I'm trying to type this by sticking my fingers under my desk to reach the keyboard since I can't pull out the keyboard drawer since my body is 3" from my desk because I'm sitting at the edge of my chair getting a serious numb butt because Angel is sleeping on my chair behind me and I can't roll my chair back because Sadie is laying on the floor against the legs of the chair. I have skinned up knuckles from the underside of my desk and zero feeling in my butt but the pets are happy! Yep, furry love must be good love!

The Crazy Suburban Mom said...

Pets own the house they just dont pay for them :) Its the law

Pricilla said...

As soon as you let them in the door they rule. It's that simple

Terra said...

He is a gorgeous orange cat, and of course he rules the roost.

Ann said...

The same applies to dogs too. They just tend to be more subtle about their status than cats

Storm, The Psychotic Housewife said...

Mine have taken over EVERYTHING. I sleep in weird, funky positions each night because there's usually at least 2 dogs and 3 cats on the bed with us - and we only have a queen. Sigh!

That certainly is a very content look on Hobbes' face! :)

Lin said...

Jodi--Aw, they're never around anymore to notice. Maybe that is why I let the cats get away with everything---I'm too tired to care.

Daisy--Oh, Grace does that too! And it's weird how heavy a little kitteh can weigh on your legs after awhile, Daisy. What is with that??!

Helene--Hang in there, pally!

Highway--I suppose that would work on cats too, but I'm not risking it.

Vanilla--They get the eternal mulligan, don't they?

JD--My kitties are pretty good with staying off the table and they definitely don't go on with company there. Your brother should be honored. :)

Grace--I always tell the kids that I love the cats more. Half the time, I'm not lying. Especially now that I have two teens!

Anne--I think you are right! My Grace has to sit on any clothing that I leave anywhere. It's like she is claiming me. Hobbes sits on my chest too--I can hardly breathe!

Chuck--Midnight helped me write this post, Chuck. He says he owns the place there too. ;)

V7--Yeah, poor little guy. :(

WillOaks--I always tease Hobbes that he is pink underneath. I don't think he likes that.

Phyl--Isn't it funny how we tend to just give up the battle and let them go where they want?? I'm glad Phoebe is happy.

Beaded Tail--Hahaha! I love how we distort just for them. Can't move the cat or the dog for goodness sake!

Tracy--They have the life, don't they? How's my Ginger??

Pricilla--I think they are ruling the place from the outside too, Pricilla!

Terra--Actually Grace rules the place, but Hobbes is working on overtaking her reign.

Ann--And they don't have that arrogance.

Storm--Hahaha! That's true because I even allow Sammy the Weiner Dog on our bed when he's here. I have NO room in which to sleep!

Sharkbytes (TM) said...

Furry love is good love, indeed!

wwillow27 said...

You know what happens when you try to move a cat? They move back. My record stands at moving a cat out of a chair eight times before he finally gave up. Now I'm wiser, though-I don't try to move him at all :)

Catherine said...

I don't know Lin ~ I think cats have ruled ever since they Egyptian days ~ don't you think???

Hope sweet Hobbes had a terrific Thursday!
xo Catherine

Kathy said...

Thanks Lin (and anonymous) for your sympathy. Stinky was the very best cat ever. We miss her dearly. But I know now that she's happy and healthy at the Rainbow Bridge. Still, when we walk by her favorite seat in the house, there's an empty hole there. It hurts.

And p.s., one of our other cats Shadow has taken up my spot on the couch and I hate to try to make her move. Not that she would anyway. She looks at me as if to say "Get your own couch, woman."

And so she keeps it.

Nancy said...

I suppose when they stopped being designated as "mousers" and snatched for themselves the distinguished role as family pet. Now, their true entitled colors come out!

Lin said...

Sharky--Whether it be cat, dog, hamster, or whatever--bring on the fur!

WWillow27--They are smart, aren't they??! They "own" whatever they are on. I gotta respect that! ;)

Catherine--Oh, and before that, I'm sure! We are just lucky they allow us to live with them. :)

Kathy--Anon. is my mom, Phyl, and she just lost her kitty of 18 years as well. She sooo knows your pain. And while you know it was best to let him go, it still aches your heart. I'm glad that you have other kitties at home to help you heal. And what is with taking our spot???! Dang.

Nancy--And every so often they still get a mousie or two for fun. What a life they lead!

Staci said...

For what it's worth, that's life with dogs, too. You don't even want to know what kind of weird positions I find myself sleeping in every night because I don't want to disturb the dogs. I can't even remember what it's like to actually be able to sleep with my legs straight out and to then turn over.

A.Marie said...

Kathy, I am really sorry about your Stinky...losing an animal is such a hard thing to do. Even now, 2 years later, I still miss my little dog, Cocoa. People that aren't animal lovers just don't understand!!

I am also the same way about them. Right now, Sheba, my little Jack Russell Terrier, is laying on my lap and I'm typing kind of sideways so as not to disturb her! I'll end up with a krick in my neck and back but at least she'll have gotten her little nap! LOL

Lin said...

Staci--Oh, I believe it! When I dog sit the Weiner Dog, I actually lift him onto our bed and he takes over! I sleep in the fetal position for fear of disturbing him....and he isn't even MY dog!!! Animals have the life, don't they???

A. Marie--Oh, what we don't do for our animal friends!! But, think of what they do for us, right?

Veronica Lee said...

I agree Lin with what you said to Sharky.
I love my hamster and guinea pig more than my boys and I MEAN what I say.

Lin said...

Veronica--I love hamsters soooo much, but I hate that they only live for a short period of time. They break my heart so when they die that I can't have them anymore. :(