Today the cat ate my flowers. She likes pretty flowers! She puked all over the
dining room carpet. I tried to tell Don that she just had a little fever
or something, but he saw all of the chewed-up flower petals when he was cleaning
up the slimy, brown puddles of vomit and he insisted that was the reason she
threw up. Don was so angry that he wanted to get rid of poor little Autumn
then and there. He yelled at her and told her she was bad! He wanted
her go down to the basement for punishment. I donít know how he can be
so cruel at a time when the kitty just needs extra hugs and cuddles because she
is not feeling well! I think I will have to take her to visit her Grandma
for a few days until Don learns to deal rationally with the permanent orange and
brown stains on the brand new white carpet. I think I will let her sleep
on Donís bed pillow until she is feeling better.
The cat found more flowers around the house to eat. I know the flowers
make her sick, but you can't have a house without fresh flowers
everywhere! Her little face is so cute as she vomits again from eating the
poison plants. She is a very clean animal, though. When she is done
regurgitating, she licks the drippings from her whiskers. I have to give
her a big kiss on the mouth for being such a good clean kitty. I donít
know why, but Don hardly ever buys me flowers. So, I just go out and buy
my own flowers! I guess Iíll need another bouquet!
Today I wore my new pink sweater for the first time. It is one of Don's
favorites because he thinks it makes me look cute and sexy. While cuddling
with the cat at the breakfast table, she latched her claws into the sweater and
pulled some long threads. My sweater is ruined and covered with dark cat hairs
now, but it will remind me all day at work how adorable my kitty can be when she
gets full of the devil in the morning! I don't understand why Don gets
frustrated - Sweaters are just material objects and can be replaced like the
furniture and the carpet (and hopefully all of Don's antiques). I will go
buy some more new sweaters again tonight!
This morning, the cat followed me into the bathroom. She wanted to play
with her mommy! I was hugging her when Don walked in. He got
mad when he saw cat hairs covering his bath and face towels and some sticking to
his wet toothbrush. He told me that there are some rooms of the house that
an animal just doesn't belong in! I don't understand why he is so
unreasonable. Our daughter just needs attention and love, and she wants to
be near us all of the time. Don doesn't understand that yet, so I
suggested that he go for some therapy.
Today, Don came home from work to find all of the dishes, food, and mail from
the kitchen shelf strewn across the floor and covered with cat hair.
Autumn is the most playful kitty I've ever known! Most other cats just lay
around all day and sleep - but Autumn is full of life! We are so lucky to
have a cat like Autumn, because she amuses me so much. Don would rather
keep her confined to the basement, but if she is down there she can't nap on the
kitchen table and look out into the backyard. The windows in the basement
are too small to provide a panoramic view of the neighborhood for Autumn to
enjoy. Don irrationally claims that it is "unsanitary" to allow
an animal that walks around in its own feces and never gets groomed to use the
kitchen as a playroom and walk around on our food and clean dishes. I
think it is cruel and inhumane to keep our daughter out of the kitchen. I
am very upset. He yelled at Autumn and will not even apologize to her!
Don gathered the trash and set it next to the door to take out with him when he
left for work. When he returned to the kitchen with his coat, there were
holes clawed into the bags and a trail of chewed leftovers and bloody meat
scraps across the kitchen floor! I wish I could have taken a picture of
Autumn just then! She must have been adorable hiding in the corner with
garbage clinging to her little chin. Don does not appreciate the simple
pleasures that a cat can bring to your life.
Today was Valentine's Day. I came home to find that Don had left work
early to create a romantic atmosphere to celebrate our special evening
together. A fire was roaring in the fireplace and the coffee table was
pulled up close to the fire for a cozy dinner with candles, wine, and our
favorite Thai dish! He bought me fresh flowers and a balloon with a
romantic message. But, would you believe that he put the cat in the
basement for the evening! I was outraged! He "claimed"
that he wanted the two of us to spend the evening ALONE with each other so that
we could devote all of our attention to each other! I can't believe how
selfish he is. Sure, I wanted Don to be with us on Valentine's Day, that's
not the point. The point is, that HE didn't care if the poor cat spent the
whole holiday in a dark basement. Valentine's Day is a time to spend with
the one's you love the most, and all I wanted was to spend some quality time
with my kitty that I didn't see all day! I was so outraged at Don's
insensitivity that I let the cat up so she could play with my flowers and
balloon and enjoy the holiday with me.
Don was choking and gasping for air again today. He "claims"
that he can't breath at times, but I know he is just play acting when he turns
blue and makes strange gagging noises when the cat gets near him. This
time he even went as far as to hold his throat and chest and say that it felt
like everything was closing up on him. Don has been playing this
"game" now ever since we got the cat, but I don't think it is very
funny. He just has to learn to relax and not let the infestation of airborne
cat hairs that he is breathing into his lungs bother him. He needs to
realize that its just "all in his head". He is going to the
doctor next week.
Don went to the doctor today. Now, he even has his doctor playing along
with his little "charade"! His doctor told him that he has
asthma now and he has to use an inhaler medication and stay away from the
cat. I will make sure that he finds a new doctor, preferably a woman!