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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Is my cat's love for the Minkie wrong?

Huge shout out to the Beckster and family who have agreed to let my enormous kitty Peter come and visit them while I am in Spain. This is a huge relief and load off my mind. I'm taking my usual cat sitters with me on vacation, so they weren't too hip on the the idea of staying home to feed the beast.

Peter is a sweet kitty who doesn't talk too much and isn't overly neurotic -- E&A's cats are legally insane and the one is extraordinarily unfriendly. Peter on the other hand is a love whore -- not so much that he drools when he's getting love (that's just embarrassing) but I do catch him every once in a while with his tongue sticking out. He likes to visit during book group - generally he will find the epicenter of the conversation, fall over and expose his big belly for all to see. The boy has no shame.

He does have one weird thing that I will forewarn Beckster about -- he is IN LOVE with the Minkie. This isn't sweet brother and sister love either, this is nasty "CINEMAX at Night" love.

The Minkie, imported from South Korea (where it gets a little cold,) is the best blanket in the entire world. It is two layers of heavy, fuzzy, heat trapping goodness. It is not for the weak - it weighs approximately 30 pounds (no joke) and I live for the coldest winter nights to snuggle under it. My dad tried to nap under the Minkie and had nightmares (daymares?) that he was being crushed by a piano - but he is not the target Minkie audience.

Beckster found the Minkie while stationed in S. Korea with her hubby B.D. The Minkie got them through many a chilly evening. They mailed me one for Christmas and before opening the box I thought they had sent me a set of Korean pottery.

The only problem with the Minkie (other than I can't use it year round) is that you can't put it under the covers - it HAS to be on top or all the bedding slides onto the floor. Peter, who is fixed but tries to LOVE the Minkie in spite of the futile nature of the act, can not handle the exposure to the Minkie. He won't sleep, he won't eat - his whole life becomes kneading and LOVING the Minkie. It's extremely distracting trying to sleep, read or whatever in your bed with a 20 pound cat trying to consummate his love for a blanket for hours on end.

I thought this may have been a feline thing - but Becksters kitties (Neffie and Cleo) had normal love for the Minkie so I think this is a Peter problem. I will give her a heads up so she doesn't experience trauma when Peter puts the moves on her Minkie. At the very least, she will be able to give her Minkie a talk about the birds and the bees prior to Peter visiting. Again, he is fixed, so there's no danger of unwanted Kitty-Minkie mixes running around.

If I had a digital camera I would get a shot of Peter in action -- but I wouldn't want to get in trouble for Kitty Porn! (Sorry, I couldn't resist.)

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