Love of My Life
Maybe I shouldn’t admit this, but Wiskerz is the love of my life (honestly, there may be a few others but…)
I’ve heard some people say that they would like to have a pet so that they can receive unconditional love. Those people don’t know Wiskerz. His love is strong but far from unconditional. As the object of his affections, I am required to perform a long list of duties:
☺feed him canned food on demand (any time of day or night)
☺provide fresh water constantly
☺share my drinking glass of water with him (after all, he is willing to share his with me)
☺hold him like a baby especially when I am trying to type at the computer
☺let him in and out all day long
☺let him out right before I go to bed so that I have to stay up later to let him in
☺let him sample any and all food that I am eating
☺bring leftovers home from Red Lobster (especially shrimp)
☺buy only canned food with gravy so that he can eat only the gravy
☺feed him canned food immediately after getting up in the morning – allowed one snooze cycle – before a nudge in the face with his paw reminds me of this duty
All of this AND he thinks that the nose on my face is something for him to bite!
What we do for our kitties!