Saturday, July 31, 2010

Franklin Hates My Friends

That's a given, considering the information that could be gleaned from my last post, but Franklin shows his hate in a unique way: by guarding the bathroom.

Have you been over for libations and desire a trip to the can? Did you stay the night and feel the call of nature? Well, I hope you're wearing thick knee socks, because if Franklin has anything to say about it, you will not get to that bathroom without a few new inches of bloody graffiti on your legs.

My friend Shael has experienced this several times. Either the cat will not allow him into the bathroom and needs to be removed by my husband of yours truly, or the cat will not let him LEAVE the bathroom. That is, not without a swift swipe.

To quote Shael, "He fucking stands watch. He's a bastard."

Oh sure...it's just a cat! I'm sure some of you are thinking this. Well, think about it. THIS IS A 23 POUND CAT. And trust me, he is not overfed. This 23 pound angry little shit has teeth and claws that he is not afraid to use, and cat scratches can leave permanent marks. Not exactly welcome.

Franklin has long had a penchant for bathroom chillin'. He loves to lie in the bathtub, and will wait until the water is upon him to jump out. He is obsessed with licking from the sink, and the toilet is altogether fascinating. He insists on watching me use it. He STARES with his souless yellows eyes that are reminiscent of those found on cheap chocolate Easter bunnies. Have you ever had a cat watch you make? It's surreal. Why do I let him do it? BECAUSE THERE IS VERY LITTLE THAT MAKES THIS CAT HAPPY.

I try to play with him. I give him windows and treats. Nothing seems to discourage the scowl on his soul.

1 comment:

  1. OMG I remember when he hissed and took a swing at me in the hallway of your Binghamton apartment. I was forced to boot him to get him out of my way.

    -ron

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