And why should this be, you might ask yourself? Well, Let Me Tell You.
For weeks and weeks, the Human and I had our little routine: We stayed up late. I got a nice snack around midnight. I got brushed just before the Human's bedtime, which crept closer and closer to 2:00 a.m. In the morning, which sometimes began around 9:00, I got my breakfast, and was played with and brushed some more. Then, maybe, the Human went off to school for, oh, two- or three-hour work days?
When she came home, there were more pettings, perhaps some more brushies or playtime, and then she might have gone shopping or met her friend for a walk or movie and dinner. Later she came home and there were more playtimes and brushies. My blog posting and visiting were done at leisure. It was a rich and rewarding life.
But times change, my furiends, times change. This week, there has been a terrible beeping sound at the bare crack of dawn. Showers are had, clothing is arranged, my breakfast is slapped down before me, practically in the dark, and there are no more morning playtimes or brushies.
She leaves me, for hours and hours and HOURS. And when she comes home, I'm just not feelin' the Love anymore. Yes, I (usually) get to do my post; yes, I am fed--but those long hours of playing interspersed with blog visiting? Well, that's given way to lots of yapping and complaining with her fellow disgruntled teacher friends, or worse, to non-teacher friends who tell her to SHUT UP since they've not had a vacation in, like, six freaking years or something and why is she even b*tching about it?
Yeah, so that's life around Chez Spit-tay these days. And it isn't pretty.
41 comments:
Oh you poor thing!! It's a travesty, an injustice...and if I know you, there will be h*ll to pay for this! MOL.
Life is a female dog Spitty.
You could escape and come visit Pricilla
You should have my life. The peeps are home. TW stays up late til 1 a.m. She gets up late. Has nowhere to go and still doesn't have time to play with me, brush me or visit my furrends. Now that's pathetic. Looks like you, OTOH, have a lot to look forward to when she retires.
We are sorry to hear that your life is changing in such a negative way. Do something bad to punish her. Lee and Phod
haha I'd use the p and off one. The human needs to get her priorities straight
The UNFAIRNESS of it all is that you are being JERKED AROUND by the inconsistency of her habits. If the school version was all the time, you would adapt. But just when you have adapted after 9+ months, THINGS CHANGE. Then when you are about used to the new way, THEY CHANGE AGAIN!
(same thing here, sort of, except Dad staying home is a constant, thank Cod somewhat. Also, he is the brushy meister. not Mom. )
My deepest sympathies, Spitster. Mom still has about 2 weeks "Vacation" to go. She wields a food bowl 6 times a day way better than Dad. After that I will surely starve.
Spitty, how awful that you must suffer so! Humans just don't understand - they are not supposed to break up a kitty's routine, ESPECIALLY when it is finally Just Right.
Wowzers, that is a huge change for Mr. Spitty. We'd have our furs all in a floof as well if the humans were still keeping that kind of schedule. Lucky for us they are retired. Just keep in mind that your mom needs to keep a roof over your head and a good supply of treats on hand. Pop over anytime, and we can have a play date while your mom is working. Purrs and hugs, Lily Olivia, Misty May, Mauricio, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
Terrible, I tell you, just terrible. Maybe a bitey to the ankle will put things to right! MOL!
Spitty, you deserve better than this. You should never be short-changed on affection, treats, blogging time, or brushies.
Yes indeedy - you have summed up our situation too. This is just not right. We thinks that teachers should work 6 weeks a year and be home the rest of the time.
We are luckier than you are, of course, with Äiti's more flexible timetable but we share your indignation and p++++++ offness.
We are back. We were gone for a whiles due to the fact that we moved and mommy said she didn't have time to help us visit our friends. But now we is back visiting everyone!
Our mommy's sister is a teacher. We MOL at her stories about the students. But she doesn't take a vacation when it gets warm; she works at a kid's camp! So her poor woofie is often alone, even when she isn't teaching.
Hang in there....maybe we can come help you trash the house someday while your mommy's gone? ;)
Purrs,
Carmine and Milita
First, let me get this out of my system.. Squeee! Floofy Spitty!!! Look at that gorgeous fur!! Oh I could squeeze you!
Ok, now: Aww, poor darling, you wuv your human! You miss your human! You're not so indifferent as you'd have us believe! Well, I hope you get some brushies this weekend anyway!
Star says: Do you need help keeping your furs in order? I volunteer my tongue for baff time! I'd be glad to keep you company while you're on your own. I can try to teleport my new scratchy spin-ey light up ball track too. I'm sure you'd like mine, even if you'd shun one if your human got it for you, hee hee
It's mean when a biped leaves your crib, I know. But on the other hand (or paw) I'm always under observation, that makes it difficult to destroy shoes or to smuggle illegal aliens into my crib. Life is not perfect, I think.
Oh Spitty, that is so unfair :-(
This is not right Spitty, we will have to work on a plan dude. All this rushing off and leaving you, it's an outrage. xx0xx
Mollie and Alfie
Sounds like things here. Except that Rumblemum gets up super early and comes home a bit before Rumbledad and Rumbledad sleeps a bit later.
Oh Spitty, that is just terrible. We need to send our Person over there to have a talk with your assistant. She needs to get things back to normal. Maybe today, things will be better. I bet the Mom would like to go back to that other life too. Take care.
You are being abused pal - just plain abused. You'd better come live over here cuz my human is tired now and has all day to brush you! he he, whoops, M says that should be retired! That school stuff used to mess up my life too. Don't know why they make those little rug rats go to school anyway. We could teach them all they should know!
Count yourself lucky, Spitty. WE kitties don't know this, but Whisky says Mommy used to leave the house at 6:45am and won't be seen, sometimes, until midnight because of *work*. She only had Mommy for a more decent number of hours during the weekend.
When WE came about, Mommy was a full time stay at home poop scooper. Though that isn't always a good thing as she trots around the house with that awful flashy beast looking for her *victim*.
Oh, Spittola! I was prostrate with sadness at the very thought of the injustices multiplying at Chez Spitty. What a terrible turn of events! Your endurance is beyond measure and she should be grateful. I think if you go to your bud, Austin, the two of you can go to the Pub...perhaps the two of you can box a little between the various Pub visits. A bit of Smacky Paw done in friendship is very stimulating! That will work up the breath needed to blow the foam off of a pint and then, begin again. There may be a girlcat there with a mommy who will wield the brushie for BOTH of you. Oh, and invite Tigger perhaps? Added funs.
Spitty, while we commiserate with you about the unfortunate changes, we have never heard of a kitty being fed too early! If there is a ray of sunshine in the sky, breakfast is LATE! Of course, your human may choose to fed you at o dark thirty, just make sure you demand your 9 am and midnight meals too. After all, that is the routine. You must show her you haven't forgotten it.
Hey Spitty, maybe it is just a bad dream and you'll wake up really soon!
Oh dear Spitty. It sounds like you need some attention from all your lady friends out here in the blogosphere to help make up for the time your human is away.
I also want to tell you Spitty I really appreciate all the kind insightful comments you have left for me and especially for my Momma. She is going through a very hard time of releasing me. I keep trying to send signals to her that it's a process and to be gentle and kind on herself but she just cries. So I just wanted you to know that your words mean a lot to me, and to her too, so thank you, thank you very very much.
oh Spitty! how sorry I am to realize I had all this precious time to cavort wif you online and it has been completely and utterly squandered by Mrs. W. and her spotty wifi connection and now IT'S JUST TOO LATE. I shall bit her for this, my furriend. Hard. Trust me.
Well it sounds like you've had the proverbial rug pulled out from underneath your floofy rear end Spitty. Your human, who is normally at your beck and call, has changed up the routine without input from you. Takes a lot of nerve if you ask me. I'm thinking it's time for a hairball on her bed pillow or something equally "FULL OF MEANING" just to remind her that you share her space. Know what I mean?
Kitty Hugs, Sammy
Poor Spitty, summer is over and it's back to work for your mom. I'd insist on extra attention during the weekends!
Well. You Human CLEARLY did not try hard ENOUGH to win the lotto.
Her bad.
Oh man... that all sounds perfectly dreadful... for you, that is... sigh... Purrs from the Zee/Zoey gang
This is dreadful, Spit-tay!!! How can you live like this? It must be contravening every single feline right law there is! You need a lawyer and pdq I think!! ;)
ohhhh nooooo! Mom has gone back to work? Poor Spitty!
That is awful! How inconsiderate of her to go off to work and leave you neglected all day. I will send you a box of English mousies to keep you amused. The secret though is to let some run free to hide in the house and before you know it you will have hundreds of them to play with. Great fun!!
Oh man, Spitty. Y'know that just sucks. But on the other paw, she's gotta work so she earns some green papers to buy you foods and feathers and stuff like that. So it's a double-edged sword, buddy. But it still sucks.
Oh yeah...we forgot...Happy Black Cat Appreciation Day! We hope you at least get appreciated today.
Your Back of Disrespect speaks volumes!
I feel yer pain. We have tried to keep Dad home from visiting the furst circle of hell which iz Limbo but we know the green papers are needed to exchange fur treats. Makes a cat wonder.
No wonder we rule over them
Timmy
Spitty, that is so wrong, dude! We mean, you're the KING, right??? But the human does need to earn some moolah, so you can have food and beddies and stuff. Man, she needs to just win the lottery, no?
Happy Black Cat Appreciation Day!
Spitty,
Yous is lucky yous don't lives at MY house! Mommy & Daddy is at the Farm Markets 3 Days a week. They gets up and leaves before 6 AM! Then they gets home, all hot and cranky and won't lets me sits on them! (me is too hot they says). Me can't goes outside whenever me wants AND now they is cooking an another kitchen 2 days a week, me is stucks inside with that horrid little minx Jo-Jo! Me is MAD!!!! Wes should goes on strike!
Kisses
Nellie
Poor Spitty! We feels your pain...mom isn't even sure where our brush is!
Maybe things will get better with the weekend, MOL
Sasha, Sami, & Saku
Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy Black Cat Appreciation Day!
It could be worse, bud. What if your human was there but ignoring you?
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