Five Years Together and Counting
Mom and I have been together for more than five years now. From the moment she walked into my foster parent’s apartment I wanted to go home with her. She initially came to see if she wanted to take my brother but I was a persistent little guy and once she picked me up and looked into my eyes I knew we would be together forever.
This is me a week after mom brought me home
I have come to understand her language but it has not always been easy. I don’t know exactly what she says to me but I know what the result of some words mean.
Food – now that I understood VERY quickly. I think it is because mom is excited when she says it but I quickly meow that I understand and I run to the kitchen. It means she will give me a large spoonful of a tin of my favourite wet food. I only like turkey and chicken. Mom tells me that other cats like fish (and beef) but you would think she would know by now that I am not like ANY other cat!
More – Same as “food” but the second spoonful. I still meow loudly to make sure she knows I agree. Sometimes she forgets the second spoonful and I have to sit by my dish and meow loudly to remind her.
No More – Mom rubs her hands together and shows them empty and says no more. Not good because that is the end of the food.
Soon – I don’t like this one much either (and mom says this a lot) because it means whatever it is I am meowing at her for is not going to happen right away. It will happen eventually but not on my timetable – as though there is any other!
Later – This is like “soon” – only worse. It means that whatever I want to have happen will, but later which means not any time soon!
Walk – We are going outside so I run to the door and wait for mom to put the harness on. I keep telling her it is not necessary but for some reason she thinks I won’t come back if I don’t have it on. Of course I would come back – eventually.
Jason – My name is Jay of course (named for the Toronto Blue Jays) but when I am really bad mom calls me Jason really loudly so I have to stop whatever fun I am having and run away.
Baby – Mom always calls me this when I am not feeling well. I don’t know how she knows but she calls me “baby” or sometimes “poor baby” and rubs me gently. It always makes me feel better.
Little Guy – My favourite. I cuddle up in her lap in our recliner and put my head on mom’s chest. She pets my head and rubs my back and says “I love you little guy. You are best boy a mom could ever ask for.” I don’t know exactly what it means but I feel so safe and close to her it has to be good.
Here is the limk to the video of our first five years together:
May your life be as good as the one mom and I have together.
This is me looking handsome for mom
Thank you Jay. I really enjoyed your story on what you understand from your mom.
Thank you Bill for coming to check out my blog. Language is such a difficult thing but I think mom and I understand each other quite well. I tell her what to do and she does it – well, most of the time!
OK!”Later” and “Soon” are my to die fors and the ultimate ” Our” recliner:)) Truly the loveliness of this spirit called Jay is the light of your life as you are of his. His fluff is stellar! AND Jason when he’s in trouble — love it!!
Thank you Suzi for all your support and comments through the years. Stellar fluff – that made me laugh as I spend hours cleaning it off everything I own! I use Jason rarely but when I do Jay takes off and hides. He’s usually broken something!
Jay, whenever a cat or child is B A D, the mum must say your name in at as many syllables as posible to get your attention and to get the message across. That is why she says Ja-son. Be glad you do not have a middle name. She, of course, could say your first and last name. If she ever does I hope you know wht you have done and try to never do it again.
Of course, we all know, you can pretty much do anything and Mum will always love you SOOOO much. Sometimes, mums kinda love kitties more if they are a little bad. It makes us laugh. Just don’t break heirlooms! And a great big “Good Boy” to you Jay.
Vennie, Gilda Marie’s Mum
I did break an heirloom, at least that is what mom said. I tried to help her clean it up but she got even madder as I stepped in the pieces so I decided it was best to leave her alone for a while. Five minutes later she was loving me again because what is not to love!
Fantastic blog, Jay…very funny (though I’m not sure that’s what you intended, so I hope you’re not offended!) and very sweet & fabulous video, Susan…you’ve captured your five years together beautifully! So many great shots. Absolutely love the ‘Two Mad Cats’ photo!
Thanks Seema. I am not offended as I was trying to be a little funny although nothing is really funny about “soon” when I want it to be “now”. Oh, there is another word for the dictionary. Of course when I say “now” and when mom says it, the word has different meanings! Glad you appreciate the two mad cats photo.
That’s quite the vocabulary! Sam agrees that “soon” and “later” are not fun words. Loved your 5 year video – Sam sat mesmerized throughout!
Thank you for checking out the blog and Video. Mom and I are glad you enjoyed it. Tell Sam I commiserate with him. “Soon” should be “right now”!