My new cat is making it harder to go to work in the mornings. Going to work in the mornings is hard enough. Oscar is making it that much harder.
A month ago, my wife and I decided to adopt one of the feral cats in our neighborhood. My wife wanted to adopt this guy since we first saw him wandering around as a tiny kitten, but it took a long time before he was unafraid enough of us for my wife to grab him. Now he loves us. We named him Oscar. Here is a pic of Oscar trying to eat a Voodoo Doughnut:
Anyway, the vet said that Oscar was around 6 months old when we adopted him. He definitely still behaves a lot like a kitten, much more playful than our other cats. In fact, he has a habit in the mornings of running up to me as I’m going out the door with the boa part of his boa teaser toy in his mouth, the stick part trailing behind. This is where it gets more difficult to go to work.
I mean, it’s already hard enough to get up in the mornings as it is. No one really wants to go to work. Now I have Oscar running up to me most mornings with his toy in his mouth as if he’s saying: “Hey, instead of you going to work…we could always just play with my toy!”
Not cool, Oscar. I’d much rather stay and play with you, but I gotta go to work. It’s not like I haven’t thought of this already, I just don’t have a choice.