It’s (NOT) Nice to Share
My name is Pepe and I don’t like to share. The human reminds me about old TV ads when she was young about it being nice to share. Such lies and propaganda!
I admit that sometimes my reluctance to accommodate others gets the better of me. I push them a bit too far and then they get mad at me.
I used to do it all the time to my little brother. It was fun to see how far I could push him before he “snapped” and knocked me to the floor. That’s a bit alarming, actually, because he’s smaller and lighter than I am. He’s quiet and mousy most of the time, but when he gets upset, he’s a force to be reckoned with, meaning I have to be careful not too push too far too fast. Sometimes I could get away with tormenting him for days on end, but sometimes it only took a few minutes before he’d go off. He needs to learn better boundaries!
I’m still learning what I can get away with the new people (cats) who own this house and the human. They’ve been nice but they definitely let me know from time to time that they were here FIRST. I’m slowly exploring everyone’s boundaries, but in the mean time I still love messing with my little brother.
Take last night. He likes to get in bed early with the human and lay near her. I come strolling up on the bed and first thing I do is I wedge myself between him and her. Then I start stretching and wiggling around until one or both of them move over a bit. That gives me a wider opening, so I stretch out bigger. I roll over and poke at the human and she doesn’t like that, especially when I poke her in the face. It’s not like my paws aren’t clean! Eventually, I push my brother toward one edge of the bed and the human toward the other until I control most the upper half of the bed. Then I roll onto my back and dangle my paws and feel good about myself. That makes him feel even more insecure and curl up tighter in a little ball. Sometimes he makes these little squeaky noises — his version of complaining. It’s pretty pathetic actually. He’s SO passive aggressive.
Last night, after I’d executed these moves just perfectly, I decided to mess with his head a little more, so I rolled on my side and wrapped my paw around him as though we were best buds. I even laid my head on his back. Then he wasn’t sure if he should be mad at me or start liking me again. And the human couldn’t really scold me for pushing Corky away or being mean.
Of course, not to be outplayed, the human did pull out that nasty camera and start snapping away. What a bright light it has in the dark! Still, I had both of them just where I wanted them — under my control! Haaaa hhhhhhaaaaa haaaa!
I’m Pepe the Magnificant. Fear me!
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