I think my cat, Homer, wants to eat me. I read an article once that cats are the only housepet that would eat their owners. Don’t get me wrong, I love Homer dearly and I know he loves me, but I still thing he wants Maren stew. I also have some facts to back me up.
- Homer enjoys rubbing noses. He likes nothing better then to stand on your stomach, stare you in the face, and rub his nose against yours. After a few seconds of rubbing however, he starts nibbling. Then he takes a huge, hard bite and keeps trying to bite as you are shoving him away.
- Homer enjoys nibbling on your fingernails. Especially if you have long nails. He starts out small, then before you know it, he’s taken a huge chomp. It’s quite painful actually. I’ve tried to stop him by using Tabasco sauce, but apparently that is just seasoning for the Maren stew.
- Homer attacks any animals that touch me. He will smack around the dogs and the other cats. I think he wants to keep me all for himself.
- Homer can take down large animals. The doors were left open one day and when Mike and I came home, he was laying in the middle of the floor with a pheasant. A LARGE pheasant.
- Homer keeps bringing me presents to fatten me up. Snakes, birds, various insects have all been brought to me. Once, he even chased me with a snake in his mouth he was so determined to give it to me.
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