Everything is a Competition
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
burghbaby

There's this thing that happens around here where we fight over the cats.

But not the dogs. Never the dogs. I will gladly allow the dogs to select anyone who is not me to be their favorite.

The cats, on the other hand, LIKE ME BEST. NEENER NEENER.

I don't know what started it, but there it is. Each and every one of us fights for the affections of the cats. SOMEONE has even taken to sneaking wet food to the kitten, which was a low blow since I was the original briber by way of food. My game was stolen.

Recently Alexis has upped her game. She will stop everything to pay attention to a cat or two. She pets them and gives them toys and generally stops the world for the fuzzy meowers.

It's working. For some reason, they are starting to REALLY like her. I mean, Max has always slept with her, but not Kiara is all ZOMG! IT'S MY ALEXIS! when she sees her.

It's not fair.

Alexis knows it. Alexis knows that she is winning them over, and she loves it. She gloats and goes on and on about how they like her better.

Earlier tonight Alexis stopped the world to love on Kiara. Kiara returned the favor by purring and stopping her world for Alexis. The love fest went on and on and on, all the while with Alexis grinning like a Gloater McGloaterton.

Then Alexis locked eyes with me and yelled, "IN YOUR FACE."

So, Internet, how do I make a cat like me best? Because GAME ON.

(I'm sure this thing where I make Kiara wear stupid stuff has absolutely nothing to do with her preferring other people to me. Impossible!)

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