muttmeister
Well-Known Member
I thought this was a cute story and so true to life. It didn't happen to me but it sounds like something that could have.
:rofl:
So, we had this great 10 year old cat named Jack who just recently died.
>Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry him around and sit on him
>and nothing ever bothered him. He used to hang out and nap all day long
>on this mat in our bathroom.
>
>Well we have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4 years old,
>3 years old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli really loves
>chapstick. LOVES it. He kept asking to use my chapstick and then losing
>it. So finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I keep my
>chapstick and how he could use it whenever he wanted to but he needed to
>put it right back in the drawer when he was done.
>
>Last year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rush around and
>try to get ready for Church with everyone crying and carrying on. My two
>boys are fighting over the toy in the cereal box. I am trying to nurse
>my little one at the same time I am putting on my make-up. Everything is
>a mess and everyone has long forgotten that this is a wonderful day to
>honor me and the amazing job that is motherhood.
>
>We finally have the older one and and the baby loaded in the car and I
>am looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I finally round the
>corner to go into the bathroom. And there was Eli. He was applying my
>chapstick very carefully to Jack's . . . rear end. Eli looked right into
>my eyes and said "chapped." Now if you have a cat, you know that he is
>right -- their little bottoms do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack
>didn't seem to mind.
>
>And the only question to really ask at that point was whether it was the
>FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat's behind or the hundredth.
>
>And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it reminds us
>that no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious little
>creatures, there will always be that day when you realize they've been
>using your chapstick on the cat's
.
:rofl:
So, we had this great 10 year old cat named Jack who just recently died.
>Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry him around and sit on him
>and nothing ever bothered him. He used to hang out and nap all day long
>on this mat in our bathroom.
>
>Well we have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4 years old,
>3 years old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli really loves
>chapstick. LOVES it. He kept asking to use my chapstick and then losing
>it. So finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I keep my
>chapstick and how he could use it whenever he wanted to but he needed to
>put it right back in the drawer when he was done.
>
>Last year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rush around and
>try to get ready for Church with everyone crying and carrying on. My two
>boys are fighting over the toy in the cereal box. I am trying to nurse
>my little one at the same time I am putting on my make-up. Everything is
>a mess and everyone has long forgotten that this is a wonderful day to
>honor me and the amazing job that is motherhood.
>
>We finally have the older one and and the baby loaded in the car and I
>am looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I finally round the
>corner to go into the bathroom. And there was Eli. He was applying my
>chapstick very carefully to Jack's . . . rear end. Eli looked right into
>my eyes and said "chapped." Now if you have a cat, you know that he is
>right -- their little bottoms do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack
>didn't seem to mind.
>
>And the only question to really ask at that point was whether it was the
>FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat's behind or the hundredth.
>
>And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it reminds us
>that no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious little
>creatures, there will always be that day when you realize they've been
>using your chapstick on the cat's
.
