okay, i have issues with my cat wally.
right now, he's sitting on the bed with me, actually leaning, (leaning!) on my pillow and acting like this bed is his. dammit wally i just changed the sheets, you fiend.
okay he just totally just closed his eyes and fell asleep leaning on my pillow.
grr. this means a pillow war, crazyface. (this is what i call him when he's being crazy and jumping all over the place. and i swear he annoys me on purpose)
is it weird that i talk to my cat all the freakin' time? and it's not really one of those "who a cute putty tat? who is it?" or any of those coo-ing things petowners say to their pets all the time, because i frankly think that wally would slap me if he could if i were ever to say stuff like that to him.
(i do a bit of coo-ing sometimes too though, but i call him macho and good-looking. seriously. he doesn't deserve to be ridiculed, even if he doesn't understand it)
this how i usually talk to him when i get back from work:
*opens the door and looks for him. he's usually in front of the door anyways*
me: wallster! i'm home!
wally: meowwww..(he's got this weird vibrating voice. it's hilarious)
me: hey man, how's it going? i missed you. (gooey voice unavoidable)
wally: meeooow... (not very original huh)
me: what'd you do today man? sleep all day?
wally: *rolls on the floor in front of me as i pet and scratch him*
me: you slept on my bed didn't you crazyface?
wally: *glares and bites my hand*
yep. i bully him all the time haha. and he does give a really good glare, you should see it sometime. i think he's been secretly watching my harry potter movies and trying to channel severus snape.
but yeah it isn't that weird right? i talk to him like i'd talk to a human being. maybe i need more friends and maybe i'm nuts but meh, who cares? wally's awesome and i like talking to random inanimate objects anyways. i talk to my stuffed toy, remember?
sigh. one thing i hate about holidays is the fact that it always feels like a weekend, but then tomorrow you have to work. yech.
right now, he's sitting on the bed with me, actually leaning, (leaning!) on my pillow and acting like this bed is his. dammit wally i just changed the sheets, you fiend.
okay he just totally just closed his eyes and fell asleep leaning on my pillow.
grr. this means a pillow war, crazyface. (this is what i call him when he's being crazy and jumping all over the place. and i swear he annoys me on purpose)
is it weird that i talk to my cat all the freakin' time? and it's not really one of those "who a cute putty tat? who is it?" or any of those coo-ing things petowners say to their pets all the time, because i frankly think that wally would slap me if he could if i were ever to say stuff like that to him.
(i do a bit of coo-ing sometimes too though, but i call him macho and good-looking. seriously. he doesn't deserve to be ridiculed, even if he doesn't understand it)
this how i usually talk to him when i get back from work:
*opens the door and looks for him. he's usually in front of the door anyways*
me: wallster! i'm home!
wally: meowwww..(he's got this weird vibrating voice. it's hilarious)
me: hey man, how's it going? i missed you. (gooey voice unavoidable)
wally: meeooow... (not very original huh)
me: what'd you do today man? sleep all day?
wally: *rolls on the floor in front of me as i pet and scratch him*
me: you slept on my bed didn't you crazyface?
wally: *glares and bites my hand*
yep. i bully him all the time haha. and he does give a really good glare, you should see it sometime. i think he's been secretly watching my harry potter movies and trying to channel severus snape.
but yeah it isn't that weird right? i talk to him like i'd talk to a human being. maybe i need more friends and maybe i'm nuts but meh, who cares? wally's awesome and i like talking to random inanimate objects anyways. i talk to my stuffed toy, remember?
sigh. one thing i hate about holidays is the fact that it always feels like a weekend, but then tomorrow you have to work. yech.
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