Courtney and Kismet
Member Since 2012
Good Morning, LL! 
Kismet is his normal, spunky,feisty, sweet, self this morning! DH and I have coffee, fruit, and croissants in bed, so we typically have breffi the same time as Kismet so he doesn't feel left out (or beg from us.) As an aside: Kismet LOVES melon. He goes absolutely bonkers for cantaloupe and honeydew. Before diagnosis, he would usually get a couple of pieces as a treat, and at one point, DH would occasionally make him his own little fruit salads go along with his breffi ( 1 small cube of 'loupe diced up into 3 or 4 smaller pieces.) Needless to say, he doesn't get anything but kitty food anymore, poor guy. I have had to cut melon out of my diet completely (or at least, not eat it at home,) because it drives him nuts if we eat any in front of him. He can smell it from a mile away and comes galloping, and then will swat at your hand, try to take it from your mouth... whatever it takes to score a piece --- he's crazy! Seriously, it's like waving crack in front of an addict's face. Desperation will make him do anything it takes to get his 'loupe. Curiously, he dislikes all other fruit.
Anyway, we had breffi about 1/2 hour before Kis, and this is a grave injustice as far as he is concerned. Kismet believes this is an egalitarian household where man, woman, and cat are all equals; all members of the family, regardless whether quadruped or biped, whether we defecate over a pot of water or in a box of dirt, whether we use toilet paper or tongue, or whether to express displeasure we hiss or scream expletives, we all should eat the same fuds and at the same time.
So, Kismet employed the number of tactics that he does whenever there is some grave deviation from the breffi routine. If Kismet indeed had opposable thumbs, he would write this strategic plan out for all his kitty friends on LL:
1) Try being sweet. Crawl up on Mommy's chest, purr, and gaze into her eyes lovingly. "Hi Mummy! Good morning! How I missed you when you slept! Is that coffee good? Are you energized yet to go get my breffi? Did I tell you how much I love you yet, today? Purr, purr, purr, purr, lick, lick, lick, lick."
2) Try stealing their food. When being sweet fails, try to touch or lick their food so that they remember that you're hungry, and indeed, an animal with the biological need to eat. "Look! I don't have opposable thumbs! See? I am trying to pick up this strawberry (which I don't even like) to demonstrate my pitiful and unfortunate inability to go downstairs, open the cabinet, get a can of FF, and make my own breffi." Continue to circle their breffi tray and act like you're starving and so desperate that you would eat orange slices and grapes.
3) Try being ornery. When being sweet and marauding around their breffi fails, try plopping back down on Mommy's lap and flick your tail so everyone knows you're annoyed. If she dare try to pet you, take a swipe at her (no hissing... remember, you still want something from her) but try making her feel like she has fallen out of your favor and you will never love her again unless she feeds you right now. I've heard this works really well when small humans do this!
If all else fails, try sulking away looking as forlorn, depressed, and lethargic as possible. But stay nearby; as soon as anyone makes ANY move to get up, seize the opportunity to circle between their feet and meow as loud as you can to remind them in case they forgot. Hey, they're pretty forgetful sometimes.
Good luck, comrades! - Kismet
Yesterday's Condo 2/21
AMPS 158
+3--- 103
+6--- 112
PMPS 142
+2--- 161
+4--- 147
Today 2/22
AMPS 145
+2--- 92
+6--- 90
+10-- 119
PMPS 109
Kismet is his normal, spunky,feisty, sweet, self this morning! DH and I have coffee, fruit, and croissants in bed, so we typically have breffi the same time as Kismet so he doesn't feel left out (or beg from us.) As an aside: Kismet LOVES melon. He goes absolutely bonkers for cantaloupe and honeydew. Before diagnosis, he would usually get a couple of pieces as a treat, and at one point, DH would occasionally make him his own little fruit salads go along with his breffi ( 1 small cube of 'loupe diced up into 3 or 4 smaller pieces.) Needless to say, he doesn't get anything but kitty food anymore, poor guy. I have had to cut melon out of my diet completely (or at least, not eat it at home,) because it drives him nuts if we eat any in front of him. He can smell it from a mile away and comes galloping, and then will swat at your hand, try to take it from your mouth... whatever it takes to score a piece --- he's crazy! Seriously, it's like waving crack in front of an addict's face. Desperation will make him do anything it takes to get his 'loupe. Curiously, he dislikes all other fruit.
Anyway, we had breffi about 1/2 hour before Kis, and this is a grave injustice as far as he is concerned. Kismet believes this is an egalitarian household where man, woman, and cat are all equals; all members of the family, regardless whether quadruped or biped, whether we defecate over a pot of water or in a box of dirt, whether we use toilet paper or tongue, or whether to express displeasure we hiss or scream expletives, we all should eat the same fuds and at the same time.
So, Kismet employed the number of tactics that he does whenever there is some grave deviation from the breffi routine. If Kismet indeed had opposable thumbs, he would write this strategic plan out for all his kitty friends on LL:
1) Try being sweet. Crawl up on Mommy's chest, purr, and gaze into her eyes lovingly. "Hi Mummy! Good morning! How I missed you when you slept! Is that coffee good? Are you energized yet to go get my breffi? Did I tell you how much I love you yet, today? Purr, purr, purr, purr, lick, lick, lick, lick."
2) Try stealing their food. When being sweet fails, try to touch or lick their food so that they remember that you're hungry, and indeed, an animal with the biological need to eat. "Look! I don't have opposable thumbs! See? I am trying to pick up this strawberry (which I don't even like) to demonstrate my pitiful and unfortunate inability to go downstairs, open the cabinet, get a can of FF, and make my own breffi." Continue to circle their breffi tray and act like you're starving and so desperate that you would eat orange slices and grapes.
3) Try being ornery. When being sweet and marauding around their breffi fails, try plopping back down on Mommy's lap and flick your tail so everyone knows you're annoyed. If she dare try to pet you, take a swipe at her (no hissing... remember, you still want something from her) but try making her feel like she has fallen out of your favor and you will never love her again unless she feeds you right now. I've heard this works really well when small humans do this!
If all else fails, try sulking away looking as forlorn, depressed, and lethargic as possible. But stay nearby; as soon as anyone makes ANY move to get up, seize the opportunity to circle between their feet and meow as loud as you can to remind them in case they forgot. Hey, they're pretty forgetful sometimes.
Good luck, comrades! - Kismet
Yesterday's Condo 2/21
AMPS 158
+3--- 103
+6--- 112
PMPS 142
+2--- 161
+4--- 147
Today 2/22
AMPS 145
+2--- 92
+6--- 90
+10-- 119
PMPS 109
