Chachi, the cat, has been feeling down in the dumps for the last couple of days. His girlfriend, “The Girl from Ipanema” has disappeared and I think he misses her. The village “runaround” has been a no show for over a week so I decided to have a heart to heart or rather human to fur ball talk.
ME: Let’s talk Peaches. Tell me what’s wrong.
CHACHI: Peaches? Cookie Dough? Buttercup? Lovey? Mom, you’ve got to treat me like the “man” I am!
ME: I’m sorry Chachi. I’ll try better.
CHACHI: What kind of name is Chachi anyway? Einstein is a good one and Christopher Columbus even better!
Little Macho was in his element now!
ME: Alright Einstein it is. Suits you well I must say. You’re one smart little cookie!
EINSTEIN: There you go again! Cookie?!! While we’re at it, stop manhandling me! The kisses are a little too much and picking me up every chance you get is a no go either!
ME: I’m sorry. I’ll cut back on the kisses and I’ll try not to pick you up no matter how cute you look!
EINSTEIN: Now, we’re getting somewhere! I like this “talk” thing. One more thing since I’m the only cat, you need to play with me a little more.
ME: I promise I will or at least make time for you.
EINSTEIN: Another important thing. Stop bringing those creeps around! You don’t need them, you’ve got me. I don’t like that “Cheesecake” guy and I don’t like how he looks at you! The last time he was here, I zeroed in on him and I think he got the message!
ME: Anything else?
EINSTEIN: Talking was great. It went well don’t you think?
ME: Glad you think it did.
NOTE TO SELF: You need to reel this little macho in. He’s getting too big for his britches!
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