The entire Canuck clan is in the Outer Banks this week (18 family members = concentrated chaos).
The only member who was left behind was Remy a.k.a. Fat Kitty. The fat dude can survive if we leave him for a weekend by himself but an entire seven days?
Ugly.
We found this out when he stayed behind for 10 days as we journeyed to Utah.
“But Jamie was with him,” some may protest.
Let’s just say the Lord of the Gourds ain’t too willing to snuggle up to our somewhat needy fat kitty.
Remy is like most cats: he sleeps a lot. He hangs out around us in the morning and after dinner and disappears for several hours for his afternoon naps. But the evenings? Fat dude comes to life and desperately needs to cuddle up to someone in bed.
As he found out last week, that someone ain’t Jamie.
Poor fat cat was so stressed from the lack of affection that his hair started falling out in clumps.
And so I have brought in reinforcements while we are gone. I, the very woman who never even wanted a cat, have hired a cat sitter to stay with him. To snuggle him. Take him for walks in our backyard until he throws up from eating all the grass.
Oh wait. That’s only what happens when Jamie forgets to bring him inside.
Despite Jamie’s indifference to the cat that the rest of us adore, I was surprised to discover he named our production company after him.
Didn’t know we had a production company?
Neither did I.
But to tide you over ’til next week….
Enjoy this revealing video that demonstrates pumpkins probably do rule this roost.
P.S. Is it just me or does the Lord of the Gourds not even pronounce “pumpkin” correctly?
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