Everybody wants to be a cat? Not in our house
Ben is Peanut’s cat.
She loves him. A lot. Probably more than she loves me.
She talks to him like he is a baby and wraps him up in a blanket.
He is fairly tolerant of this.
He sleeps in her room, curled up next to her.
She loves this.
Ben had a collar. A black, reflective one. With an ID tag on it.
On one of Ben’s recent adventures, he lost his collar, and along with it, his ID tag.
This made Peanut very, VERY unhappy.
She was convinced he was going to get lost, like, IMMEDIATELY.
So we went to PetCo so she could pick out a new collar and ID tag for Ben.
Peanut is very girly.
Ben is now sporting a bright pink sparkly collar. But that is not the worst of it.
His ID tag is a black heart, rimmed with hot pink. One side features his name, address, phone number. The other side? Reads “DIVA.”
Poor emasculated Ben.
(And he thought getting neutered would be the worst of it.)