I've had it with cats
The Kitty Boy Brothers aren't going anywhere... yet... but I'm not sure I am going to have cats after they are gone. (Keep in mind, they are only 5... they still have a good 10-15 years left on them, if not more. *trembling in fear*)
Why no more cats? Because if I have cats again, I want them to be the family pets with full personalities like the Kitty Boy Brothers. I just don't think I could connect with the traditional aloof cat after living with these guys.
On the flip side of having cats with these great personalities, I don't think I can handle the apocalyptic destruction anymore. I can't. I just can't.
I love these two. They are friendly, fearless, and intelligent. But those are the same reasons that I can't stand them. They have brilliant ideas, and they execute them. They have cost us hundreds in repairs around the house.
They have shredded entire sets of curtains/shades/blinds.
They have broken I don't know how many glasses and vases.
They have yanked a hanging plant off the ceiling, hook and all.
They have removed the screens from the windows.
They have picked apart almost every towel in the house.
They have destroyed the corners of our furniture.
They have puked on practically every inch of carpeting.
They have dumped glasses staining beverages on the areas they haven't puked on.
They have damaged the kitchen floor by dropping a cast iron pan off the fridge.
They have emptied the trashcan and scattered garbage over the entire house.
They have stolen and hidden countless small objects.
They have burrowed a hole into the cushion of my rocking chair.
They have taken clean laundry and dragged it through the litter box.
They have chewed through wires on several occassions.
They have torn a shower head fixture out of the wall.
Finally, the incident that inspired the writing of this post:
I was in my bedroom working on the snake racks. Cat sits down beside me and starts making the "I'm about to puke" noise. I turn to pick up cat and hurry him into the bathroom so he pukes on linoleum instead of carpet...
At the same time.
I literally emptied an entire bottle of Nature's Miracle trying to clean up the mess. I am not kidding. An entire bottle. It was disgusting.
I hate cats.
Ugh. I really needed to let that vent. In a few hours they'll probably do something cute and make me love them again, but in the meantime I just want to... want to... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAURGH!!!!!
If you read all this, you deserve a prize.