I love cats! I mean I really LOVE cats! Do you know who else loves cats more than me? Our 3 year old diva of daughter. In the almost 2 short years we’ve had our cat she has put our cat through the wringer. How has she not already used all nine lives of his? For safety of my diva we will call her by her nickname she’s had since birth “Doodle”. Short for Doodle Bug. Well Doodle loves cats…like looooovvvvveeeessss them! We got our cat, Batty, from my best friend almost 2 years ago. He was this tiny, feisty black and white kitten. Doodle was so excited when we got him. Almost 2 years later she still acts like we just got our fun and feisty kitten.
She has sat on his head. Laid on him completely squishing him like a bug. Stuffed him into tight spots. Put him in a choke hold. Poked him in his eyes. Pile drived him and most recently gave the poor thing a swirly…in the toilet. Yes, I said gave the cat a swirly. You absolutely read that sentence right! I took my eyes off her for 2 minutes so I could pee in my bathroom ( we have 2) and the next thing I heard was the toilet clanking in the kids bathroom. As soon as I heard it I ran to their bathroom and my poor kitty boy ( that’s his nickname) came shooting out soaked from the rooty to the tooty! I had a soggy cat running through my house and do you think my toddler was even the slightest bit sorry. NOPE. Not one bit.
After everything my diva has done to him, he still loves her. He will even go right back to her after she’s done something. What even better is the fact she has ruined him on other kids. I find him loving on our baby Peanut ( baby diva’s nickname). In fact it drives our cat bonkers that our Peanut wont love him like Doodle does. Kitty Boy, Kitty Boy…give lil’ diva time and she will, then you’ll have 2 little ones torturing you!