We Must Be Anti-Catists
Friday, January 25, 2008 
Mow-ooooowww-ow-ow-ow. And then, for added effect, Mew.
That was our cat, Oskar. His life has been made barely endurable by humans, we of the opposable thumbs and the can openers and the pistachio nuts that we are too evil to share.
What is he crying about this time? I asked the Palinode.
I think he's still going on about accessibility issues for those with severe height and thumblessness issues. Wasn't he blabbering about leading a protest at the humane society? I said.
That was last week.
Ow! Owww-ooow-ooow-ow. Oskar leaves off the initial M when the point he is making is of a very serious nature.
Oh, no, the Palinode said.
What? I asked.
He's still upset that we won't buy him that Hoobastank album he wants so bad.
Oh, ow-mow-moooooowww. Ooooooowwwww.
I tried to explain to him that because American post-grunge influenced such irritating bands as Nickelback we could not in good conscience allow it into our household, but he claimed that it is his right to listen to whatever music he wants no matter what our tastes are, said the Palinode.
Mew. Oh, mew. Oooooooooowwww. Ow-ow-ow-oooooowwww.
Oh, crap. I said.
What? asked the Palinode.
He's totally going to report us to the humane society for infringing on his rights this time. I think it's Hoobastank or he tries to divorce us in court.
Damn.
Oskar: a two-and-a-half year old cat who manages to be the whiniest fifteen-year-old we never gave birth to.
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Reader Comments (7)
You're the meanest mom ever. And I bet you don't let Onion do anything he wants, either.
Chad Kroeger's voice makes me want to stick icepicks in my ears. Go you.
American post-grunge influenced such irritating bands as Nickelback we could not in good conscience allow it into our household...
That's exactly why I don't allow my cat to watch MTV. (Or more likely, VH1.)
Tell the kitty that he needs a job to afford his own musical tastes.
Hello- I am coming by via a friends feeder (not sure what that means but it is true!). Thanks for the commenting guidelines too! (seriously) Have you noticed that cats talk more as they get older? My cat is 14 and has started to chat a bit more- I kind of like it but some voices are certainly more gentle than others. One of my cats I nicknamed Mike Tyson 'cause he had a little squeak and was a big cat. Hope to read and visit more if it's ok? Thanks.
Hey Schmutzie (I love saying that out loud) - I just voted for ya - congrats on making the finals.
My cat Mao Tse Tung is now in her "tent." I am required to lift my legs so she can slide under the covers and frump down under my thighs. She loves music, but only the pedal steel. So this means Hawaiin and Country. I won't comment on her taste.
The only people food she will ever eat is the yolk from my eggs. I haven't tried to tempt her with pistachios yet.
I'd like to high-5 your husband for the Nickelback comment. For real.
Jules
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