Paulie story
Ok for all of you who enjoy the Paulie stories!
To start...I have a very large obese cat. She is about 30 pounds. She's much bigger than my dog who weighs in at 6 or 7 depending on if its before or after a visit to the doggie spa when she could weigh in at 3 or 4 pounds.
Every morning we have a routine that I follow. I love my little furry and feathered friends. Its up out of bed and out the door for the dog. Then we have the good morning hugs and kisses. The cats are much more standoffish they are waiting for food. Especailly the big one.
Charlie the adorable pomerian jumps and bounces yapping for her breakfast. While I"m shelling out the can dog food I'm telling her "mommy loves you but you have a little bitty brain". She doesn't care cause she knows she's getting something yummy she just keeps wiggling, barking, and bouncing. Life is Good its GREAT to be a DOG! Paulie sits and listens then one day he starts to help me out with the morning ritual. When I come down the stairs he took it upon himself to tell Charlie You have a little bitty, then next day Paulie said you have a brain til eventually he gets the whole sentence out but prefers to just say you have a little bitty over and over again.
Samantha (the large cat) who we call Sammy has a meow that belongs to a much smaller cat. Maybe even a midget kitten. She looks like she should say MEOWWWW in a loud rough manly voice, when in fact she squeeks in a hampster whisper. She's a very sweet cat. She comes waddleing in squeeking her morning meow and I always procede to scratch her arched back tail up straigth while I am speaking in baby talk high voice. "who's mommas big fat ***** cat" I need to remember that I have to be careful in and what I say. Paulie loves to be a part of the morning too. Paulie doens't know what he's saying. he's smart but he's not a human. He is repeating what he hears with some changes to it. So when Sammy walked into the living room, well, I will let you use your imaginations. But out of the sentence with only 6 words he left out who's mommas cat.
He's like toddler. I could not react or I'd hear this over and over and over again. I'd hear it in front of everyone under the sun at exactly the time when I would not want to hear it. Can you picture a new date coming to my door? Or horrors or horrors my mother visiting??? Then I thought of when I should be blessed with grandchildren! Lord all mightly! So I calmly turned and went into the bathroom and laughed my butt off. My fear is that he'll forget this little phrase for now and then remember it at a bad moment.
He also says I love my mamma and I'm mommas boy. How can you resist an animal that first thing in the morning turns his head to you and whispers "I love you"?
I'm hooked.