Humans Can Be So Mean!
The Life of a Cheetah
You would not believe what happened in my house a couple nights ago.
I was outside with Poppy for a long time. It was getting dark so when Mom called, we both came to the door and came inside the house. She likes it when we do that.
I wasn't inside but a few minutes and Dad picked me up and squirted something wet on my neck! I didn't like it one bit and though he thought he was loving me up, I wanted to get down. I was mad and needed to get away from him before I tore him up like the cheetah I am.
Just a few minutes later, he was in the upstairs bathroom. I got a brilliant idea.
I moseyed in there and jumped into the litter box just to confuse him that everything was ok. I go in the litter box when someone is in the bathroom often because it seems like a good time to use it and be near my people too.
I did part of my business and after jumping out of the box, I finished the last little bit on the floor. Then I wiped my butt on the floor three times. The last time I wiped it right on the very edge of the carpet and linoleum so it was the worst mess of all. I did it right in front of Dad to show him who's boss and that to mess around with me will get him in trouble!! I was sure I'd taught him a lesson or two about cheetahs!
Would you believe he had Mom help him catch me and then he whacked me on the head! I hate it when he does that! I feel so insulted! He showed me that stinky stuff and said I was bad and whacked me again.
Hm. Maybe I should have thought that through a little better. Or, maybe not only was he mean to put that stuff on my neck but also mean to whack me when I let him know that I didn't like it....
Anyway, I tried to say I was sorry later. Mom petted me. She's such a pushover. But Dad pushed me off the bed. Then I felt really bad and have been extra good the last couple days to remind him what a nice cat I really am. He has remembered and we are best friends again.
People! You gotta not give up on training them!
You would not believe what happened in my house a couple nights ago.
I was outside with Poppy for a long time. It was getting dark so when Mom called, we both came to the door and came inside the house. She likes it when we do that.
I wasn't inside but a few minutes and Dad picked me up and squirted something wet on my neck! I didn't like it one bit and though he thought he was loving me up, I wanted to get down. I was mad and needed to get away from him before I tore him up like the cheetah I am.
Just a few minutes later, he was in the upstairs bathroom. I got a brilliant idea.
I moseyed in there and jumped into the litter box just to confuse him that everything was ok. I go in the litter box when someone is in the bathroom often because it seems like a good time to use it and be near my people too.
I did part of my business and after jumping out of the box, I finished the last little bit on the floor. Then I wiped my butt on the floor three times. The last time I wiped it right on the very edge of the carpet and linoleum so it was the worst mess of all. I did it right in front of Dad to show him who's boss and that to mess around with me will get him in trouble!! I was sure I'd taught him a lesson or two about cheetahs!
Would you believe he had Mom help him catch me and then he whacked me on the head! I hate it when he does that! I feel so insulted! He showed me that stinky stuff and said I was bad and whacked me again.
Hm. Maybe I should have thought that through a little better. Or, maybe not only was he mean to put that stuff on my neck but also mean to whack me when I let him know that I didn't like it....
Anyway, I tried to say I was sorry later. Mom petted me. She's such a pushover. But Dad pushed me off the bed. Then I felt really bad and have been extra good the last couple days to remind him what a nice cat I really am. He has remembered and we are best friends again.
People! You gotta not give up on training them!
posted by Cheetah, the cheetah @ 7:00 AM
2 Comments:
At 9:40 AM,
Linda/aka Captain Anne Cash said…
Cheetah you are a wise cat. My people just don't seem to understand that everything I do is to help them. I get "told" often, but I don't give up. I know that some day they will understand and see it my way. Thanks for sharing your story. We all need to stick together. Keep up the good work.
At 9:43 AM,
Linda/aka Captain Anne Cash said…
You may have misunderstood that the last post was from Linda. It was actually from me, I just had to use her log-in. You know how people can be with thier possesions.
Leo
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