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Rules, Meant To Be Broken?

There are Rules. We must have Rules. Life would be chaos without them, entropy.

On the other hand, there are folks that don't believe in rules...

*sigh* yes, this is Mrs. Gaines. We have a tendency around here to waive rules for geriatric and ill cats. yes, we're softies.

Frog Out



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Jul. 21st, 2009 07:37 pm (UTC)
What are the rules? In my house the rules include "food must always be on table in case cat hungry".
Jul. 21st, 2009 07:43 pm (UTC)
Table rules include: Sit straight in your chair with your paws on table and a plate in front of you where food is placed for you. That's for the geriatric set, usually.

Her rule is: what's on the counter/stove for me? And in general, a special dish of baby food or something is on the (unheated) stove, so the others won't go after it. Because, like, their rule is "get the hell off the counters!" And they know it. She never did learn that rule.
Jul. 21st, 2009 07:44 pm (UTC)
Oh, and I've seen *your* rules, which include vegemite sandwiches for all comers.
Jul. 21st, 2009 07:50 pm (UTC)
She knows she can get away with anything, now.
Jul. 21st, 2009 08:37 pm (UTC)
The doesn't look too frightened.
Jul. 22nd, 2009 05:50 am (UTC)
When we got a new dining table, my husband firmly informed me that the cat was NOT to be allowed on the table, ever.

Within a week husband was cooing at the cat as it ROLLED AROUND on the middle of the table. The lamp meant to illuminate our meals was instead adjusted to be a cat warmer.

Yeah... those rules!
Jul. 22nd, 2009 08:11 pm (UTC)
I thought I had trained my cat not to climb up on the dining room table. Then one day I happened to glance through the dining room window before I put my key in the front door lock. There he was, stretched out in all his glory. When I opened the door, he was sitting on the kitchen floor. I had trained him to to climb on the table WHILE I WAS HOME.
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