Everyone Loves A Bad Kitty

ASIDE - So it's fucking cold & rainy for May, right? Miz.

And, now back to our regularly schedule programming:

Dr. Boy and I are adjusting to life with only 3 cats. Still very much like living on a farm, but we trip less, and there is less disgustingness in our day-to-day lives.

So, y'know how every Kindergarten has a bad kid who's a biter or something? Biter/Bad Kids have 2 kinds of parents - the oblivious ones, and the ones who don't care and love them any way.

Dr. Boy is an oblivious person naturally, so it comes as so surprise that he missed this too. He's been commenting that the cats have gotten very snuggly since Phat's departure. And, I've had to remind him how Phat used to beat the ever. loving. shit. out of the other 3 any time they got near a) us, b) his food, or c) anything that they might want that he might need to take first because what if it was awesome, and they got it and he didn't?

Slowly, the realization that Phat was a Bad Kitty is dawning on Dr. Boy. Frankly, it's pretty fucking funny what a BAD KITTY he was. And, true to form, it just makes me love him a little more. Everyone should have a cat that runs to watch a toilet flush, and then stands in the bowl with all 4 feet, who insists on being FIRST at all times, no matter who he tripped, and would rather step on another cat's head and hurt you for the opportunity to lie on your stomach and tell you he loved you. Or, y'know, that he's open to the possibility that you're not gonna eat that.