The 'Eat Your Food and Like It' Complaint Thread

SilverGirl

NylonGirl said:

I once wondered what names our cats might have for us. Ultimately I determined they probably think of me as "brush me" and the other person as "feed me".

When Teen Kiddo was small, one of my two cats determined that if he was in the right spot of the house, he could make a "mom" sound and I'd come running because it sounded like my human child. Double points when he'd bang on one of the doors so I thought Kiddo had trapped themself somewhere. So whether or not that's what he thought if me as, he certainly knew it would get my attention.

Clever little stinker.

(Related: Little Dude's first word, far younger than he ought to have been talking, was "mama" -- though I'm not sure if he understood it was me so much as his sibling said it to make me come over, so it was a good way to summon me.)

SilverGirl

richardandtracy said:

Non-Complaint: My youngest daughter moved into her own house yesterday.

Complaint: My wife and I are wrecked with the effort of moving her. My wife's hip, and my hands and feet all hurt like anything. She had several thousand books and 6 book cases in addition to the normal stuff. Her 3ft single bed couldn't get up the stairs - too wide by at least 6". Her house is a Victorian terraced house with a 12ft6in road frontage and only 11ft wide internal. The very steep staircase is 2ft6in wide with a 2ft3in wide landing top and bottom, and the stairs go across the house in the middle of the house. The bed base is 6ft3in long , and the door aperture 6ft4in high - simply too small for the bed frame. We had to bring the bed back, she's sleeping on the mattress only until we can get her a double bed that can go into small enough bits to get upstairs.

Complaint: Our 13yo Maine Coon absolutely adored my daughter, and is utterly bereft that she's not here anymore. It's so sad.

Regards,

Richard.

Sympathies on the complaints. I hope you and your wife are able to recover with a bit of rest, and that your kitty adjusts soon. 

And good luck with the bed frame. I've helped a couple friends move into older houses, and it's always an adventure.