What does it mean when I am preparing a meal and look over at Napoleon (who is VERY hopefully awaiting The Treat That Will Never Come with large eyes and waggling tail) and my automatic first response is “I see you baby! Shakin’ that ass! Shakin’ that ass!”?
It means you are awesome.
i concur.
It is a Very Good Thing that I do not have any pets of any sort, as I am a total sucker for giving a dog or cat a percentage of whatever I happen to be eating. For god’s sake, I even put out a dish of ice water for Nevada because it is hot today and he is so very fluffy.
I would have a very rotund dog or cat.
I used to give him treats, but he is such a shameless, obnoxious beggar that I’ve had to cut it out. I don’t want to have people over for dinner and have my dog sitting at their feet, staring intently at them while whining so desperately it turns into growling. He’d also begun to turn his nose up at his own food and THAT WILL NOT DO.
I found that pouring myself a big ol snack bowl of my cat’s food and then proceeding to munch on it like Chex Mix was a surefire way to spark his jealousy into eating his own food. And it wasn’t half bad, either. Sort of like fishy oat bran cereal.
Also: Roller Chester.
CHARLES SHAKE THAT BUTTHOLE
I’ve begun carrying his food dish around with me in the mornings, setting it on the counter while I shower and get ready, etc. By the time I give it to him, he is nigh-frenzied with desire for chickens and rice.
Also, in response to your icon:
It means that we are twins, because whenever I walk past a doorway to a room where Diesel sitting alone, I sing, “I see you, Diesel. Shakin’ that ass…”
I also transform every song I hear to be about him. It’s gotten to the point where it’s no longer clever to insert “Diesel” and “Mow” into the lyrics. It’s just “mow mow mow diesel mow” etc. along to the tune of whatever super hip top 40 countdown* I happen to be tuned in to.
* My ipod
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I DO THAT TOO. He was sitting with me whilst I was watching a dvd of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon, and eventually, the theme song turned into ‘Teenage mutant ninja puppies, heroes in a furbug, puppy power!’
I just made myself retch a little. I think maybe I need some outside activities.
You don’t want to get me started on the songs I sing to my cats.
Please tell me you sing the meow mix song while serving up food.
That’s actually not in my repertoire; I’m more into making up my own (“Kitties All Ober Da Plaaaace”) or changing the words to existing songs (“Baby Love” by the Supremes becomes “Kitty Butt”).
I pretty much love the idea of ‘Kitty Butt’ though, really, now I have to demand a video. 🙂
“Kitty Butt” FTW!
I will never stop being amused by randomly made-up kitty songs.
sometimes my boyfriend sings the meow mix song to me when i make dinner. we don’t have cats.
I like chicken! I like liver! Meow mix meow mix please deliver!
…I’ve never had a cat.
My friend Al and I used to sing that back and forth during art class.
Okay, that is awesome. 😀
haha I get the same weird thoughts towards my dog as well and of course, I do talk to him even if someone is around.
I am so relieved to know I am not alone.
Strange but true: I created a song for cat #1 (Pete) but not one for my absolute favorite of the two, cat #2 (Joe) — although I did rewrite the “Jenny” song for him (“Joe D, Joe D, you’re the cat for me/You don’t know it but you make me so happy…) … but (oh gross) not in that way.
Pete’s song (totally original, totally lame):
Sweet Pete with the furry feet
He’s a cat who can’t be beat
Sweet Pete
Furry feet
Sweet Pete, furry feet
Pete! Pete!
Remind me next time we meet to sing it for you so you can laugh at its lameness and then marvel at the ear-worm it truly is.
Oh Tommy TuTone, your ageless song lives on!
I’m pretty much going to demand you sing the ‘Sweet Pete’ song at A2A night.