Monday, December 04, 2006

Agitated Kitty

Quincy has been freaking out all day long. He's been nervous, not napping, pacing around the house, breathing funny, and just recently he yakked all over the couch. Poor little kitty.

Today is the first day that we've done laundry since Quincy came to live with us and Matt put his finger on the problem. The washing machine sounds like an airplane. This crazy Italian machine takes 3 hours to wash a single load and has many different cycles, and when you listen closely, it makes all the same noises as an airplane. Our dear little feline friend must be having horrid flashbacks of his journey here.

While discussing this on the couch with Quincy nestled between us, Matt said that maybe he'll get so used to the noise that his flight back to the states will be easy. Quincy bit me. I've always been suspicious that he understands English, but now I'm sure of it. I'll be sure to speak in pig-latin the next time I need to take him to the vet.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Maybe I should stop asking him if he'd like a beverage with his in-flight meal, too. Could that be part of the problem?

Anonymous said...

Poor Quincy...

I don't know that Greg or Marsha have ever been so agitated that they threw up? Quincy must be a very right-brained cat... a feeler... Matt - stop offering him the meals dammit.

Marsha does chew fur from her tail and spit it at you if you piss her off though...

kjl said...

I'm sorry for laughing about Quincy biting you, but the story was kind of funny! I can't imagine a loving kitty like Quincy biting anyone, except maybe Mia, who I hear got her share of bites when he was living with the Mildrens. Instead of pig-latin, you could also try spelling things backwards--at our house, a WALK is a KLAW when we're being sneaky. Of course if you say we're going to "go for a 'klaw'" then the "go for a" tips them off and you've blown your cover anyway. Those four-footed kids are darn smart sometimes.