Sunday, February 04, 2007
Do you talk to your cats?.
.......................Everyone meet Oreo! (get it? hehe..)
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Oreo and myself is in a love/hate relationship. Some days i pamper him by giving him more food in the afternoon even though uncle John have already fed them @ 7 in the morning. I baby call Oreo's name when i leave or return home. On some days when no one is looking, I poured my cereal milk on the grass patch so that Oreo can lick them. hehe! There are times too when i talk to him with conversations that started off with "What are you staring at?" den of course it continues with self appraisal. muahahaha!
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But those only happen on some days... The other 123756237823856812 days, i am SUPER MAD @ Mr OREO SOKOL... Oreo loves to enter the house even though he is STRICTLY an outdoor cat. He as well as Tippy and Pearl are not allowed to enter the house, however they have a very cosy, carpeted warm spot in the garage. I have no problems keeping the 2 of them from entering the house except for Mr Naughty who time and time again outdo me and tricked me. When Oreos moves, the bell on his chain go 'ting a ling a ling. Well maybe not exactly like that la but you get what i mean right? The first few attempts by him failed cause i know he's following behind me when i enter the house. Now he's pretty smart. Once he actually followed me from behind then when i turned to open the door he hid behind a chair closed by. I turned back to make sure he's not behind me then entered the house. To my shock and horror, Oreo was lying on his back wiggling on our carpet. Yup! He only does that to me.. He's testing my patience! He knows that i don't touch or carry him so he just lay there right in front of me while i shout "Oreo, GET OUT.. GET OUT... Meow meow.. GET OUT.. Shoo Shoo Shoo!". But the moment i call the kids name to help me, he started to scramble off.. Tahu takut! I think Oreo was suppose to be born into a dog. He's by the door when i opened them, he loves watching me do my laundry, he peeps at me from outside the window, he runs to you when you call it's name, he will always be on your heels when you walk outside the house. But i am still clueless why he only lie on his back with he's legs outstretch when he sees me. Am i suppose to rub them? ergh! No thanks...
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I'm not complaining ok! Oreo is my companion when i'm alone at home. Till today, i cannot believe that i shared too much about my personal life to this cat. I complain alot to him too. Just a few months ago, i thought it was crazy for people to have conversations with their cats and now i understand why. Cause everytime you say something, the cat will go "meow" which we would comprehend as if he understands us and agree to every word we say. hah! Now i get it... why they say that cats are great companions for old and lonely woman.
Oreo and myself is in a love/hate relationship. Some days i pamper him by giving him more food in the afternoon even though uncle John have already fed them @ 7 in the morning. I baby call Oreo's name when i leave or return home. On some days when no one is looking, I poured my cereal milk on the grass patch so that Oreo can lick them. hehe! There are times too when i talk to him with conversations that started off with "What are you staring at?" den of course it continues with self appraisal. muahahaha!
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But those only happen on some days... The other 123756237823856812 days, i am SUPER MAD @ Mr OREO SOKOL... Oreo loves to enter the house even though he is STRICTLY an outdoor cat. He as well as Tippy and Pearl are not allowed to enter the house, however they have a very cosy, carpeted warm spot in the garage. I have no problems keeping the 2 of them from entering the house except for Mr Naughty who time and time again outdo me and tricked me. When Oreos moves, the bell on his chain go 'ting a ling a ling. Well maybe not exactly like that la but you get what i mean right? The first few attempts by him failed cause i know he's following behind me when i enter the house. Now he's pretty smart. Once he actually followed me from behind then when i turned to open the door he hid behind a chair closed by. I turned back to make sure he's not behind me then entered the house. To my shock and horror, Oreo was lying on his back wiggling on our carpet. Yup! He only does that to me.. He's testing my patience! He knows that i don't touch or carry him so he just lay there right in front of me while i shout "Oreo, GET OUT.. GET OUT... Meow meow.. GET OUT.. Shoo Shoo Shoo!". But the moment i call the kids name to help me, he started to scramble off.. Tahu takut! I think Oreo was suppose to be born into a dog. He's by the door when i opened them, he loves watching me do my laundry, he peeps at me from outside the window, he runs to you when you call it's name, he will always be on your heels when you walk outside the house. But i am still clueless why he only lie on his back with he's legs outstretch when he sees me. Am i suppose to rub them? ergh! No thanks...
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I'm not complaining ok! Oreo is my companion when i'm alone at home. Till today, i cannot believe that i shared too much about my personal life to this cat. I complain alot to him too. Just a few months ago, i thought it was crazy for people to have conversations with their cats and now i understand why. Cause everytime you say something, the cat will go "meow" which we would comprehend as if he understands us and agree to every word we say. hah! Now i get it... why they say that cats are great companions for old and lonely woman.
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No worries for me, I have a boyfriend to angguk kepala and agree to every rubbish i say.. Weeeeeeee! =)
I love Oreo and Anak Pak Salam... hehe!
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