My cat, Kitterman and I have a special bond that any pet owner would know of. He has similar markings that Tom from “Tom and Jerry” has, gray and white, with faint stripes and satellite, pointy ears. I had him since he was a wee little kitten. He slept on my bed, next to me on my pillow. He even traveled with me on the plane, about a six-hour flight, when I had to move back home earlier this year. Then a special little person came along, my son, who is now 5 months old. Boy, did that put a monkey wrench in our feline-human relationship.
Since my little one stays in my room now, Kitterman was not allowed to be in there with me. He didn’t quite understand why he was suddenly locked out of his spot. My room was supposed to be his sanctuary, but it was taken over by this little thing wrapped up in blankets. Oh did he meowed and scratched at the door, but finally after some time, he got the message, Mama wasn’t gonna let me in there anymore. However, that little rascal manages to sneak in once in awhile if I’m not paying attention.
Soon he found another spot, my dad’s office chair. He wasn’t allowed on it at first because he used it as a scratching post as well. Then my dad caved, well, he didn’t want the chair anymore so why not let the cat have it. Kitterman has definitely claimed this chair as his because he has, many of times, “kicked” me off of it when I had to use my laptop or walk on my keyboard, or play with anything he can get his paws on to annoy me enough to make me leave so he can have his chair back.
Having the little one did put a strain on our relationship because I went from being his constant companion to someone that ignored him a lot bound by my motherly duties. I felt really bad for him, so my dad would try to give him as much attention as he could despite having a hectic schedule himself. But I think things are better now that my little one is older. I do let Kitterman in my room if I’m not in there with the baby and is supervised should I happen to be in there with the little tyke.
Yes, it’s hard to give your pet the necessary attention it needs from you when you got a little one to handle, but even giving a scratch under the chin or some treats does let them know you still love them. Since Kitterman is less than a year old, I know my son and him will have a fabulous bond in the years to come and be my son’s very first family pet.
Since my little one stays in my room now, Kitterman was not allowed to be in there with me. He didn’t quite understand why he was suddenly locked out of his spot. My room was supposed to be his sanctuary, but it was taken over by this little thing wrapped up in blankets. Oh did he meowed and scratched at the door, but finally after some time, he got the message, Mama wasn’t gonna let me in there anymore. However, that little rascal manages to sneak in once in awhile if I’m not paying attention.
Soon he found another spot, my dad’s office chair. He wasn’t allowed on it at first because he used it as a scratching post as well. Then my dad caved, well, he didn’t want the chair anymore so why not let the cat have it. Kitterman has definitely claimed this chair as his because he has, many of times, “kicked” me off of it when I had to use my laptop or walk on my keyboard, or play with anything he can get his paws on to annoy me enough to make me leave so he can have his chair back.
Having the little one did put a strain on our relationship because I went from being his constant companion to someone that ignored him a lot bound by my motherly duties. I felt really bad for him, so my dad would try to give him as much attention as he could despite having a hectic schedule himself. But I think things are better now that my little one is older. I do let Kitterman in my room if I’m not in there with the baby and is supervised should I happen to be in there with the little tyke.
Yes, it’s hard to give your pet the necessary attention it needs from you when you got a little one to handle, but even giving a scratch under the chin or some treats does let them know you still love them. Since Kitterman is less than a year old, I know my son and him will have a fabulous bond in the years to come and be my son’s very first family pet.