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March 26, 2003
I laughed, I cried
So, speaking of the cats. Adorable, brilliant children should be so lucky as to be doted on and obsessed over like these two creatures. Believe us, we are in no hurry for Girl-E to have babies, but at least babies justify a certain level of blind adoration. You've never seen such emotional anguish as when Girl-E and The Dude spent nine hours trying to get Turkish customs to release the cats for entry into the country. The cats might as well have been kidnapped toddlers. They still cant stop talking about it, as if it's one of those close calls that could have spelled the end for all involved.
Probably the most disturbing part is not how they treat the cats in person, but how they talk about them when they're not even there. Usually pets are something that you enjoy at home, and then forget about when you're away, but not these people. If you happen to meet up with Girl-E on a day that Ellis hilariously fell off the table or Myron had the most irresistably cute catnip high, watch out. The Dude is even worse -he'll actually talk about inviting people over "to meet the cats," as if he had spent lots of time happily thinking about how well they would get along.
From our point of view, the cats are none too awesome. We won't even talk about their behavior when we're trying to sleep, for that could get us too worked up with rage to continue writing. They puke on the floor, T.P. the apartment, drop all manner of thing in their water dish, get hair EVERYWHERE, scream for no reason, and generally do nothing at all useful to society. But a purr here and a cuddle there, and all is forgiven, the little schmoopies.
The only time we get any enjoyment out of the cats is when Girl-E or The Dude get out the laser pointer. Even they appreciate the joy of tormenting those you love, so they'll send the cats all over the apartment on a hunt for a little red fleck of light for hours, and it's the most satisfying goddam thing you've ever seen. It sends Ellis into such a frenzy that he actually starts panting like a dog. He scuttles around the house Rambo-style at lightening speed, running into walls and Myron and brushing it off as if the cause is worth any pain short of death.
But then again, it only gives Girl-E and The Dude another reason to showcase the cats for visitors, encouraging the obsession and making them look crazier to each new acquaintance. Sigh.
Posted by The Twins at March 26, 2003 07:36 AM
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