The Cat

We rarely see our cat Scout.  She’s never been crazy about the kids.  In fact, I believe she hissed at Big D every time she saw him from the day we brought him home from the hospital until he was about five or six.  It only made things worse when we brought Smella home.  But the last straw was when we brought Boobers home in May of 2007.  It turned out that three kids was the magic number that put her over the edge.  She gave up her hopes and dreams and decided to just live out the rest of her life in our bedroom like a convalescent hermit in witness protection.  Come to think of it, that’s what Kelly and I have done too.

So for the last year and a half, she has hidden out in our bedroom 95% of the time that the kids are awake.  After the kids go to bed, she’ll come out of hiding to stretch out a little and get a bite to eat.  Tonight, for some reason, she emerged from the bedroom at seven o’clock.  The kids are not in bed at seven o’clock.  I’m not sure what she was thinking, but the kids loved it.

“Is that her?”

“Who?”

“Scout!”

“What is she doing here?!”

I think Boobers loves her the hardest though.  He’s pretty gentle with her most of the time.  But after a minute or two of soft and easy petting, he just can’t stand it anymore and is compelled to let out a delighted shriek (THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID) and try to hug the shit out of her.  And I can’t really blame him since he only sees her about once a month on average which means that he has only met her maybe four times that he can actually remember.  Sad.

Our kids act like they live in a house where the parents have refused to allow pets.  We’ve had her for ten years.  We’ve had other pets over the years as well, but she’s the only one that’s been here all along going all the way back to before we had kids.  I guess we shouldn’t complain about her wanting to get her hermit on too much.  After all, she used to be so bitchy that we were positive that her dying breath would be in the form of a hiss directed at Big D.  Now we know that she’ll die hissing at Boobers instead as he literally loves her to death.

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