A cat meme. About lesbian cats. Ha! This makes me think of Marvin, Lisa's obnoxious (but kind of almost charming) cat. He doesn't lick carpets per se, but he does test his tongue against pretty much every other surface. I watched him eat a piece of broccoli off the floor today, lapping it up with his tongue. Lisa has two cats, Tinkle and Marvin. Marvin and I are developing a love/hate relationship after three weeks of cohabitation. Tinkle is Marvin's mother, and she is calm and cuddly, and does all of the things that cats are supposed to do (except when she eats Marvin's food, attacks him randomly, and bullies him into submission, but that is part of a mother's role, right?) Marvin has brain damage. For real. My sister would love him, she collects special needs cats. Maybe I'll send him to her for Christmas. Marvin never shuts up, and he wakes us up every morning, inappropriately early, walking all over us, yowling and whacking us in the face with his paw until we pay attention to him. At other times he can be found jumping up on kitchen tables/counters, choking on stuff, puking in secret places, sneaking out-of-doors, staring at walls and meowing, loudly, for no apparent reason. There is cat hair on everything, and I don't want to think about how much of the stuff I ingest.
I swore I would not allow cats to sleep with us. The bedroom should be a sanctuary, a peaceful retreat, a place of bonding and rest. Now it is a combat zone. Yesterday Lisa dumped a mason jar of water on Marvin's head when he woke us up at six a.m. on a Sunday morning. Her theory was that he would have to groom himself, and couldn't yowl and groom at the same time. It didn't work, he is a water-resistant feline. The water didn't seem to phase him, except to make him push his soggy paws and muzzle more insistently into my face. Lovely. And they say that pets take on the personality of their owners...
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