Bad Mother Confessions!

This morning, while trying to get water from the water cooler/dispenser, I accidently stepped on one of Graemer kitty's paws. I had on sheep skin slippers, how hard could it have been? Well, he let out a scream and then would have nothing to do with me the rest of the morning. He actually ran from me when I would approach to give him some TLC and apologize. He must have thought I hurt him to scold him....I never touch him except to get him down from a high place, but never hit him. Anyway, I felt so bad that he was afraid of me all morning. I hope by the time I get home tonight, he has forgiven me.

By the way, he was "underfoot" while I was getting the water. It wasn't as though I walked on him....he walked under me. I nearly fell on my face, trying to avoid the full step on his poor little pitty pat paw!

I too am a bad MOM!

:rolleyes: :rolleyes:

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Originally posted by sasvermont
This morning, while trying to get water from the water cooler/dispenser, I accidently stepped on one of Graemer kitty's paws. ........
I too am a bad MOM!

:rolleyes: :rolleyes:

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That is the worst when that happens! Tubby does it all the time. Whenever I'm in the kitchen he is right there. By this time I'm pretty used to it and usually look before stepping anywhere, but every now and then the old screech goes out. Terry thinks I'm killing poor Tubby and always has to say "What's going on in there?!?!?" But then Terry does it too and always feels sooooo bad that both Tubby and Peanut both immediately get treats and smoochies. :rolleyes:

I can't say as this has ever happened with Peanut. She is naturally wary and really doesn't hang out under feet - whew! Got off easy on her. :D

But yes, they do make you feel soooo guilty even though you didn't mean it - really! :D

I know what you mean when you say they are right underfoot. Yesterday I also almost fell flat of my face when I tripped over Roxey. I didn't even hear her walk up. Everytime after that when I went to turn around she would not "run" to get out of my way, but get out of my way "very quick". And evertime she did this she would give me this look like, "I don't want you stepping on me again!"

I too am often tripping over the dogs cause they like to follow me EVERYWHERE!!! (esp. Sadie)

I have another confession...I have been keeping the bathroom door closed so Cincy can't take the caps over the bolts that hold the toilet off and play with them :( I am trauly a horrible, mean mommy!

Ok Ok, I confess. You beat it out of me. Geez...you PetTalkers are vicious! I was just sitting here minding my own business and now I feel this incredible guilt....

The other day, I was getting Duncan out of the car and not only did I step on his foot TWICE but I almost shut his tail in the door...Almost, but not quite! STILL, it scared him and he gave me the sad "Why are you doing this to me Mommy" look.
Luckily he is quick to forget and forgive and after I cuddled his beautiful face for a few minutes, he gave me some kisses and it was all over with.

Not like you guys, who keep making me relive the experience and feel guilty all over again!!! ;) :D

My mom is in her 80's and is sooo worried about stepping on a paw or a tail (with 6 dogs and 4 cats it wouldn't be hard) she has developed the "grandma shuffle" :D When she walks through a room she sort of shuffles her feet along the floor without really lifting them:rolleyes: Works for her :p She's a goooooood Grandma ;)- Laurie

That's the Human Animal for ya - thank goodness for our easy to forgive and loving furkids - God Bless em;)

LOL, Laurie! I have also started doing the "Grandma Shuffle", or rather, the "Momma Shuffle" in the middle of the night. When I get up to go to the bathroom, Danny will walk right ahead of me, as if to show me the way to the bathroom. I do the shuffle so as not to kick him by mistake-this has happened several times, and I always get the look that says, "you bad, bad, ungrateful Momma!"

Last night was VERY cold here in NY, and the babies were on top of the down comforter, snuggling extra-close to me for the body heat. Well, Elvis ended up "stealing" the comforter from me, because everytime I moved, he would move closer to me. I ended up in the corner with just an edge of the comforter over me. I hopped over him and got under the comforter on the other side of the bed, thinking I was being considerate by not moving the cats, but both of them had to then reposition themselves because I had moved. They didn't seem too pleased about it. Bad Momma for disturbing the kitties' beauty rest!:rolleyes:

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Originally posted by Cincy'sMom
I too am often tripping over the dogs cause they like to follow me EVERYWHERE!!! (esp. Sadie)

I have another confession...I have been keeping the bathroom door closed so Cincy can't take the caps over the bolts that hold the toilet off and play with them :( I am trauly a horrible, mean mommy!

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Cincy's mom...I had to actually take those caps off and hide them because people were forgetting to close the bathroom door. Bella couldn't stop playing with them either. I'll try putting them back in a couple of months and see if the attraction is still there. :rolleyes: In the meantime I told her to play with the toys I actually spent money on. :rolleyes:

Trevor has taken to sitting on the steps with his tail straight out. I stepped on it a few months ago (which I might add scared me so much I almost fell down the steps :eek: ). I told him in the future he should always keep his tailed curled up around his body like a good boy because it would be safer that way. I guess the whole event wasn't as traumatizing to him as it was to me because he still sits there with his tail straight out! :rolleyes:

Last week Graemer decided it would be fun to pop a ceiling tile above a door (which he stands on) and take a run through the ceiling and beyond. I was horrified when he managed to do this twice, once bringing down a couple of tiles and dirt with him. So, I went to the garage and found some plywood and a block and put it on top of his famous entry tile and now he can only pop the tile about 1 inch...but cannot enter. He sits there for hours, trying to force the tile up and I am afraid he will strain his furry little neck. I think he is getting the message...."No cats allowed in the celing".... Bad Mommy! No more fun. :(

Man OH Man Sasvermont - is there no end to the antics of the Abby? They're just full of it arent they:D :D ;)

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Originally posted by sasvermont
He sits there for hours, trying to force the tile up and I am afraid he will strain his furry little neck. I think he is getting the message...."No cats allowed in the celing".... Bad Mommy! No more fun. :(

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No more fun, but one strooooong kitty neck! :eek: :D