Last Sunday we lay down for a nap in the afternoon, and of course if one wants to nap, one needs a cat. Polaris was licking her bloomers on top of DH's dresser. We both called her, 'Po---laaar---is!' and she glanced over and kept right on licking.

We coaxed "Polly polly polly polly". We whispered softly, "Polaris, bed! Pollyaris, come sleep". Nothing. Just kept right on licking.

So then Loen sees Twinkle Afar come into the room. "Taf!" he calls, "Hey Twinkle Afar!" Polaris' head came up and she turned around. So I called Twinkle afar, too. And Polaris glared at us and jumped down off the dresser and Thumped onto the bed in disgust. She made darned sure no other Cat was gonna get Her Spot on the bed. How dare we call to another cat! The nerve!

By the way, have I mentioned that Polaris' nickname is Jealousy?

Copyright © Krista Clement
September 20, 2001