I never know quite where you stand, and that’s why I’m so into you.
Your attention and affection aren’t readily available. Instead, they’re highly conditional. And those conditions are ever-changing, hidden from the rest of the world.
You play a game whose rules aren’t published anywhere. Because they fluctuate like Fluxx or Calvinball. » Read more
“I bet there’s good stuff to eat there,” the voice on the phone says.
I sigh. “Yeah, a ton of restaurants.” Because it’s true. Just like I was amazed by the wide array of offerings available to me when I moved from Central Maine to Cleveland, it’d be hard to not notice how many more restaurants there are in Dallas-Fort Worth, » Read more
One of the hardest lessons I ever had to learn was that there are people out there who don’t treat other people like they’re people. Instead, they treat them like pets.
And not the way that a responsible pet owner would.
Instead, they’re more like those people who get a pet thinking it’ll be fun to have something cute live with them. » Read more
A new term has sprung to prominence recently, spurred on by a meme that’s going around. Petamours. The exact meaning of the term isn’t clear. It’s already being used a variety of ways. But from what I can tell, “petamour” is a term for a pet that is in your life because of your polyamorous social connections. » Read more
Having moved a cat cross country once before, I knew what I was in for when setting out on the long drive from Ohio to Texas. The awful noises I would be subjected to.
Cats aren’t like dogs. Unless they’re specifically trained to develop tolerance for it, cats despise car rides. And they aren’t shy about letting you know their displeasure. » Read more
We’re about to go to bed when Justin remembers. “Oh crap, I forgot to give Bela his medicine.”
Bela’s one of our cats, a 17-year-old former stray that originally befriended Justin on the steps of his frat house. Bela was just barely out of his kitten phase then. But for a young cat, » Read more
Growing up, I’d often ask the people around me what love was. This started young, practically when I first heard the word. “Love?” some would say. “It’s… you know, it’s love.” Drawing out the word, making eye contact and nodding, as if that were supposed to explain everything.
Many times, » Read more
PQ 12.7 — Am I prepared to bring someone I care about (or will come to care about) into a situation where I must dump them at someone else’s will?
There was a time in my life when I desperately wanted a cat, but my lease said “no pets.” So even though I really wanted to do it, » Read more
“So how was your date?” I ask him.
“I had a good time,” he says. “Nothing kinky or sexy happened. No scenes. But I liked the show that we watched.”
“Well, that’s good,” I say.
“I’m trying not to take it as a bad sign. Just let things unfold. » Read more
Cat Math: Two Plus Three Equals… Three
I once was friends with a guy who had five cats. “But really,” he said. “Having five cats is more like having three.”
“How do you figure?’ I asked, imagining the potential yowling in the middle of the night as his cats all fight for territory. » Read more