March 22, 2004

happiness is...

So I got the cat the new basket.

Have you ever tried to put a child down or hand him over to someone and he turns and grabs for you with all four limbs and has a look of such abject horror, it's as if you're about to feed him to cannibals after he's used for Satanic worship? That was Puddy when I tried to show her the new basket. Hated it. Scared silly.

I paid $19.95 for this stupid thing, which was just silly to do because she'd been perfectly happy with a $1.98 Wal-Mart basket, but this one had a nice comfy lining and everything. (The bigger shocker I think was that Carl, who is so not a cat person, went with me to PetCo to find her a basket.)

I ended up holding the basket in my lap, letting the cat sit in it and pet her for a while. She was rigid at first, then she finally relaxed. Then she started kneeding it, once she decided it wasn't going to suck her into a vortex of hell, and I think she ended up deciding it was a good thing:

happy cat small size.jpg


Posted by toni at March 22, 2004 12:05 PM
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That is the cutest picture!

I'd have better luck with a discarded box. The smaller, the better. My cat would try to nap in a shoebox.

Posted by: Amanda at March 22, 2004 01:03 PM

She cracks me up. A few minutes before I took this photo, she was actually lying on her back in a "U" shape, with her feet flopped every direction. But she heard me reach for the camera and moved. (Hey, while I'm doing tax / audit stuff, I need all the entertainment I can get.)

Posted by: toni at March 22, 2004 01:18 PM