Thursday, January 14, 2010

Who needs kids?

It has been the week from hell. I don't know if it's the weather or the planets or what. But it's sort of been busy and hectic and crazy. I have been on ten hour days at work all week, dealing with order that do not want to play nice. Jeremy has been a big ol' grumblin' gus all this week. I've been having horrible dreams...zombies and car wrecks into rivers.

*sigh*

I am just ready for it to be over.

Anyway, we are worn out...naturally. And while I was getting dinner ready tonight (that's right..I was making dinner) Jeremy came into the kitchen and just leaned against the counter. Now, I know I have mentioned before how great my husband's hugs are. They can cure nearly anything. So, I decided that maybe HE needs a hug. As we are standing there in the kitchen, hugging, sharing a nice..calm..silent moment, Squeak starts meowing at us. Mood interrupted.

Squeak is out humongous panther like cat. I have never known a cat to talk as much as he does. And I don't mean just meowing..our other cats do that. No, Squeak is really talking to you. There is a lot of different noises that he makes..at different volumes with different pitch. Ask anyone that knows Squeak...they all know exactly what I am talking about.

So, Squeak breaks the silence to tell us all about his day. And then Lola starts licking Jeremy's toes.

Not a moment of peace in this house.





3 comments:

  1. Maybe Squeak can tell me what Basil (my non-stop talking ginger tabby) is saying. I certainly know when he doesn't agree with my requests to stop doing something - boy does he talk back! My mother never took that stuff from me, not sure why I should... oh, wait, he's a CAT! right. Anyhow, nice to know others have verbose kitties too.

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  2. My dog talks to me. She definitely likes to make herself heard!

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  3. Aww that cat is sooo cute! look at his paws :)

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