Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Oh, dear. My cat has a wubby.

It started off innocently enough: a Mexican blanket that had been on the back of the sofa was now mysteriously on the floor. I put it back, thinking maybe it had slipped off the sofa. The next day, the blanket was on the floor again. Hmmmmm.... How odd!

This morning I wake to find Stinkyboy wrestling with the Mexican blanket, yanking it off the sofa and then dragging it into my bedroom to the foot of my bed. Once he'd gotten it situated, he promptly curled up on it and went to sleep.

Yes, folks. My cat has a wubby.

14 comments:

MariAdkins said...

That's precious! :)

relliott4 said...

My cat's wubby was a stuffed rabit in a dress. As a kitten, he could find the rabbit no matter where we put it. We'd see him trotting down the hall with the naked rabbit clenched in his jaw. Oh, did I mention he undressed it first every single time. ;)

Dirk said...

Vell, dis cat's recent history has been full mit da changes und da movings about so it is not surprising dat he vould form an attachment mit the blanket as it vould provide him mit an anchor in this maelstrom of change he is in the mittle ov.

Now, please haf the cat tell me about his mudder.

(yes, that was my Sigmund Freud accent)

mroctober said...

::laughs::

Diane T said...

I was unsure at first what you meant by "wubby" ... I considered the possibility that it was something that excites your kitty unnaturally, like the kitchen towel closest to the heating vent does to my cat. She will wrestle it down from where it hangs, pounce on it, then lie on her back and kick at it like it's a toy with catnip. Her eyes are wide while she plays, and she growls at any other cat who attempts to approach her "wubby."

For some reason it's only the towel closest to the heating vent, never the other two. Ah well, it's just something else in the unfathomable nature of our feline overlords. Best not to think on it too much.

Jeff said...

Ah, cat posts. My cup runneth over with fur balls.

My cat used to grab the round throw pillow in the center and spin it around like a pinwheel by kicking it.

I was his wubby.

JES said...

And in the "Wikipedia rears its faux-academic head" category, there's this on the page you linked to:

"It has been suggested that this article or section be merged into Transitional object."

TRANSITIONAL OBJECT. Sheesh. I mean, it turns out that a "transitional object" isn't anywhere near as perverse as it sounds, and some of us are certainly disappointed about that.

Still.

Lauren said...

That is sooo cute :)

Tez Miller said...

Aw, now he has you and his wubby in the same room :-) Would love to see a photo of Stinkyboy and wubby together, please.

Have a lovely day! :-)

Heather said...

Do you know that wubby is one of my very favorite words. Ever.

Sex Mahoney for President said...

For all the cats I've had, they never want to play with the toys you buy for them, just the ones they find on their own. My current cat is now sleeping in a gift basket that my wife received for volunteering with a local theater group.

Either way, they're still adorable.

Sex Mahoney for President

S. E. Ward said...

Stinkyboy is quite possibly the fourth most adorable cat on Earth. Behind my three, of course. ;)

I second the request for a picture, btw. We need more Buddy pics, too, because Buddy never gets enough face time.

clindsay said...

Buddy doesn't get as much face time because he doesn't have as many weird personality quirks. Also, being that he's all-black, he's hard to photograph, especially given the only camera I now own is the one on my cell phone.

writtenwyrdd said...

My cat's wubby is any of my clothes left on the bed. The dog, however, pulls afghans or pillows off the sofa and onto the floor to sleep on.