Yep – that’s me alright………….spoiled? You betcha…………………..and loving every minute of it. I’m not too proud to admit that I’ve definitely got Mom wrapped around my paw and Dad’s semi-wrapped (in many ways…hahaha), but no matter WHAT, I am truly “one spoiled cat”.
I can stand at ANY of the doors in the house (including all closets and pantries) and just with the right squeaky sound emanating from my tabby tonsils Mom will come allow me access to said closed off area. Yep – just like that. Of course I keep her on her toes by occasionally just looking at her like “you thought I wanted to go IN there? Nope, just wanted you to open the door!”………….sneaky huh?
I can be down in the basement after using my (ahem) FACILITIES down there and from the bottom of the basement steps can let loose a certain melodious sound and Mom knows I’m requesting her immediate assistance in the removal of whatever substance(s) I just finished depositing in the FACILITY down there. How’s THAT for service??????
I can come up to Mom and Dad at the dinner table and NEVER say one word – or utter one single sound – or even give them “THE LOOK” and occasionally I will be rewarded with a tiny sliver of whatever it was that caught my attention from their dinner. I would never stoop to outwardly BEG – oh no – but being one spoiled cat, I feel that I should at least be given the opportunity to see what’s on their plate. What’s a “royal taster” for anyway?
So, yes, when you have perhaps wondered why my blog is called “One Spoiled Cat”……………and although you may have ASSUMED it was all about a spoiled cat – I’m here to tell you it is DEFINITELY all about me………..and I most certainly intend to be one spoiled cat for as many more years as I can – as far as I know, I’ve only used one of my NINE LIVES and this is it!!!
Happy Spoiled Thursday!
P.S. I have a new friend named Dezi and she’d LOVE to meet all of you – stop by her blog HERE to say hello !
She’s a service kitty who helps her Mom – what a pawsome job she has!!
You can tell her Sammy sent you….. 😉