avatarBarb Dalton

Summary

The author recounts the challenging yet endearing experience of cat-sitting Bubba, a demanding but lovable cat, while their son is away.

Abstract

The article captures the author's humorous and exasperated account of looking after their grandcat, Bubba, who is both adorably fluffy and assertively needy. Over a four-day period, Bubba insists on constant attention, sleeping on the author's chest, and making it difficult for them to perform daily tasks. Despite the inconvenience, the author finds Bubba's behavior amusing and waits for the perfect moment to capture a photo of his most endearing poses. The author reflects on the sweetness of the experience, especially the contrast between Bubba's menacing looks and his harmless nature. With the return of Bubba's owner, the author is no longer the center of attention but takes solace in the fact that they are the unsung hero providing for Bubba and another cat, Booboo.

Opinions

  • The author initially finds Bubba's behavior to be overwhelming and intrusive, especially when he sleeps on the author's chest and demands constant attention.
  • Despite the challenges, the author appreciates the humor in Bubba's antics and enjoys capturing his cute and menacing expressions.
  • The author feels somewhat relieved when their son returns, as Bubba's relentless attention-seeking subsides.
  • There is a hint of sarcasm when the author mentions being "reannointed" or "demoted" to granny status, suggesting they are aware of their importance in the cats' lives, despite the lack of acknowledgment from Bubba and Booboo.
  • The author takes pride in their role as the caretaker, knowing that the cats depend on them for their basic needs, such as food and litter.
When a Roar Could be Mistaken for a Yawn; ©Barb Dalton

Do NOT Diss the Kitty

March Six Word Photo Story Challenge: “Pet People”

Look at ME, Grandma — not Facebook!

Bubba’s beloved Daddy (my son) went away for four days. This monster of cuteness and fluff (aka his son) drove me bonkers!

Bubba was in my face 24/7. He slept on my chest, paws pressing my trachea or kneading my jugular, in a calculated attempt to feed him — or eliminate me.

Both are possible; the former more likely.

He followed me, yowled incessantly, and was relentlessly annoying if I attempted to do anything that denied him the center of attention.

Knowing his demanding habits would eventually render him bored, I waited patiently, with my cell camera at the ready. I was soon rewarded with his outstretched pose hogging my space with a delicious kitty yawn.

Yes! He was fiercely annoying but a total pussycat; harmless and cute! There’s nothing sweeter than capturing a furry one looking menacing when they’re so not.

I’m rather glad my son is now home. Bubba has completely ignored me since his return.

The nerve!

I’ve been reannointed — perhaps demoted — to granny status. Little do Bubba and Booboo know I supply their meals and litter. They’d be toast without Grandma.

Don’t bite the hand that feeds kitties…!

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