I like to have conversations with my pets. Tonight I had this conversation with the Little Dog …
I just want you to know that while I like dogs … a lot, I prefer cats more.
Dogs are kind of like, I love you the way you are, you are perfect, don’t change. Which is great in an unconditional love kind of way, don’t get me wrong, but cats are like, Is that the best you can do?
Cats motivate me to be a better person, to try harder.
Dogs? I can just wear my sweatpants and they won’t even notice. That’s a beautiful thing, but you know, I like to be on my toes, be motivated to doll up a bit? Get it?
Don’t get me wrong, unconditional love in amazing, but I like being motivated to be a better person, even though it makes zero difference to a cat.
So if I had to choose between cats forever or dogs forever, I choose cats, because I want to be the best person I can.
See??? You CHOOSE to struggle through life! You are such a glutton for punishment Viv. A cat sits on your face one time and you spend the next twenty years relentlessly hoping to be worthy of another sit upon moment! With a dog, they spend the entire twenty years trying to be worthy of YOUR love. Ask me? I “like” cats but I want that guy who meets me at the door askin’ me where I’ve been for soooooOOOOoo long and tellin’ me how much he missed me. Just a thought… oh, and tell Blue to stop on by any time. 😉
I can’t say that I “chose” the struggle, it’s more like I’m drawn to it like a moth to the flame.
In related news, Bates jumped up on the bed and let me pet him for two minutes, so there’s that.
I adore Mr. Bates, I just don’t know how you don’t step on the cutie. Have a happy weekend!
It’s on the Little Dog to keep from getting squished. He spent so much time attacking our heating guy yesterday that I had to put him in another room, he wouldn’t stop biting his ankles. He deserved to be stepped on.
Hahaha sounds adorable to me ♡
The Austrian wasn’t too amused but yes, I thought it was really cute.
Not true. You choose cats because opposite attracts.
I am a cat by nature: mean, sarcastic and solitary. I choose dogs for the same reason I choose my husband: undying and unconditional love which doesn’t question my authority.
If you were an animal you would be a loving and devoted big eyed Puppy dog.That’s why I think you like cats. Just my two cents and let’s face it: I don’t give a shit, I like you anyway.
So that’s why we are friends? Because I’m a dog and you are a cat? That makes sense.
Case to point. Matt just looked up from his coffee, for no reason whatsoever and said “I love you.”
I rolled my eyes.
Matt would be the bestest most loving dog.
And you are the most perfect cat ever. Your disdain excites me.
The exchanges above are THE BEST! And you do make a difference–you’re affecting others, who now articulate their deepest thoughts, no matter if politically incorrect, for all to see.
This post of yours absolutely made my early morning.
I should blog more of my verbally abusive conversations with my dogs.