If you've ever owned a cat, you know why I refer to myself as a Stupid Human. It's what they call us. You can see it in their eyes when you hand them a tasty dinner of very expensive pet food. They'll sniff it, then look at you as if you've just fed them poison: "What's this crap Stupid Human?"
It's the same look they give you when you yell at them for peeing on the curtains. You can hear the words going through their little minds as they continue doing what they're doing despite your screams: "Noisy Stupid Human."
We go out of our way to buy them the best we can afford to keep them entertained, healthy, safe and in a nice home. Expensive kibble from the vet clinic (because one of them has crystals), expensive canned food (because a couple of them don't have teeth), cat milk, Organic Bulgarian Style yogurt, litter, toys of doom, sheepskin rugs in front of the fireplace to nap on.
You'd think they'd appreciate the fact that we wait on them hand and foot, clean their litter pans, tidy their toys, feed them what they prefer at the time they prefer before we get to eat, light the fire on cue, allow them to sleep on our chests blocking tv viewing or book reading, drop what we're doing at the first meow or scream, and let them sleep in the best chair in the house.
Despite all this, to them we are still nothing more than a "Stupid Human".
Hmmmm.
I hate it when they're right.
You'd think they'd appreciate the fact that we wait on them hand and foot, clean their litter pans, tidy their toys, feed them what they prefer at the time they prefer before we get to eat, light the fire on cue, allow them to sleep on our chests blocking tv viewing or book reading, drop what we're doing at the first meow or scream, and let them sleep in the best chair in the house.
Despite all this, to them we are still nothing more than a "Stupid Human".
Hmmmm.
I hate it when they're right.
