Sunday, March 22, 2009

They Are on Notice

Today Boychild, out of the blue, turns to me and says, "When the cats die, can we get a dog?"

Highly sensitive cat lover that I am, I laughed. "Go ask your father."

So he wanders into the other room and asks Dad the same question. I can hear Dad explaining about how dogs are a lot more work and he and his sister would have to pitch in and help a lot more yadda yadda yadda.

Naturally, this means our cats are officially on notice. "You can be replaced," I told Buster as he started yowling at me later in the evening.

I think I'll be writing a column on this at some point.


heather said...

similar conversations have occurred over here. There will be no dog here though. Dogs are for seniors who then start referring to them as 'the kids' right in front of their 30 something biological offspring. Weirdos!

Andrea Frazer - Pass the Zoloft said...

Okay, that's funny.