Snoops here. We decided we should invite the new guy into our planning for Mother’s Day. It may not have been my best idea.
Snoops: Sgt Stripes, you wanna get in on our gift for Mom on Sunday?
Sgt Stripes: What’s on Sunday?
Snoops: The humans celebrate something called Mother’s Day.
Sgt Stripes: She’s not my mother.
Snoops: Yes, she is. She adopted you.
Sgt Stripes: What does that mean?
Snoops: She brought you in and let you stay here. She made you a member of the family.
Sgt Stripes: She’s not my mother. I am a cat. My mother was a cat.
Kommando: We know that. That’s why she’s your adopted Mom. She takes care of you now.
Sgt Stripes: I thought you said it was Mother’s Day.
Snoops: It is. Once she adopted you, she’s your Mom.
Sgt Stripes: Oh. Is that why I had to get her a Christmas present?
Kommando: You don’t HAVE to do it. Don’t you want to do something nice for her?
Sgt Stripes: I guess so. The kibble is really good here. And I didn’t have to go out in the snow this year. That’s probably worth something. What are you getting her?
Snoops: We haven’t decided yet.
Sgt Stripes: We should get her something good. How about a mouse?
Snoops: I tried that before. She doesn’t really like them.
Sgt Stripes: But they’re yummy. And fun to play with.
Snoops: She said thank you, then threw it away.
Sgt Stripes: How rude.
Snoops: I thought so. Now I give them to our human brother. He seems a little more appreciative.
Kommando: How about a bouquet of fish?
Snoops: There’s no such thing.
Kommando: Are you sure?
Snoops: Pretty sure. I think they only put flowers in bouquets.
Kommando: What a waste. It would be delicious. Flowers really don’t taste very good.
Snoops: I think the humans only look at them. They don’t eat them.
Sgt Stripes: We should get her something she likes. What does she like to do?
Kommando: She likes to sleep.
Sgt Stripes: We could get her a blanket. I really like the blanket she gave me.
Snoops: She already has some of those. We need something unique.
Kommando: She likes to work in the yard.
Sgt Stripes: Let’s get her a mole. It could dig holes for her garden.
Kommando: Where do we get one of those?
Sgt Stripes: I’m pretty sure there are some in the back yard. At least there were last summer.
Snoops: I guess that’s a possibility. But I think if she wanted one of those, she would have brought it inside instead of you.
Sgt Stripes: Oh. I hadn’t thought about that. Maybe you’re right.
Kommando: Maybe we could get her some yarn. Then she could make us a blanket.
Sgt Stripes: I like that idea! And yarn is fun to play with too.
Snoops: It’s supposed to be for her, remember? She’s seemed kinda stressed out lately. Maybe she needs something to help her relax.
Kommando: I thought cats were naturally relaxing.
Sgt Stripes: Yeah. What’s more relaxing than a purring kitty?
Snoops: Excellent point.
Kommando: So it’s settled. Our gift to Mom is going to be to let her spend time with us.
Sgt Stripes: Glad we got that settled.
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11 thoughts on “The Cats’ Mother’s Day Dilemma”
Please don’t make me fall in love with mice, ain’t no friend of those guys …
They’re just the editors. The cats run the place. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by
Sgt. Stripes, those were excellent observances on your part about Cat Moms. My mom said she never thought of it that way and she was glad to read that. It gives her a way to explain to those who don’t understand the love our moms have for us and why they are called our moms. They are. In the best way. Happy Mother’s Day tomorrow.
Thank you! It took me a little while to understand the whole adopted Mom bit. But she really does love us. Purrs, Sarge
Your guys refer to you as “Mum”? I dread to think what mine calls me. “Salope” is probably one of the less offensive words.
Goodness. I had to look that up. I’m sure he is more fond of you than that. Louis doesn’t seem to suffer fools. He would have found another home if he didn’t love you.
Sounds like a pretty good gift. Happy Mother’s day!
She seemed to like it. Happy Mother’s Day to you too
Sgt Stripess you made sum valid pointss…..
Hu’manss need sumthin called validation…..so most of us House Kittiess call our adoptive peepss Meowmy (Mum) or PawPaw (Dad) so THEY know we know that they care kind an kewl an stuff.
Hu’manss’ are complycated fore sure.
Yore giftie to yore Meowy iss uneek an furry sweet!
Happy Meowmy’ss Day Missus Cee-O from mee BellaDharma an BellaSita Mum mee Meowmy cause shee lovess mee!
Thank you! Have to keep our humans happy
Inndeed Sgt Stripes…our Hu’manss need us more than they nose! 😉