Caden-6yr caught me singing to the cat, and it has rocked his little world. Personally, I wouldn’t rank it very high on the charts of Weird Things I Do, but Caden-6yr would.

Charlo, the cat, was sitting on the laundry room counter, meowing at me and swatting my arm as I walked past him to get to the washing machine. He was hungry, and this is his classic Hungry Cat Misbehavior.  However, he had the misfortune of being hungry three hours before dinner time and I was unsympathetic. I was never a good waitress. Do NOT meow at me and swat my arm, I don’t care HOW hungry you are, buddy.

I took his white, furry face in my hands and leaned in and, with lots of drama and twang, sang, “I beg your pardon… I never promised you a rose garden….” because it seemed appropriate.

That is, until Caden-6yr came up behind me and said, “ARE YOU SINGING TO THE CAT?!”

It scared me to pieces, and my heart did that awful, thuddy thing, but I didn’t let on that he’d scared me.

I wouldn’t actually promise anyone or any cat a rose garden. Roses: gross, vile, never.

Caden-6yr continued, “MOM? I heard you.” The tone was accusing.  The face was incredulous.

“Yeah, fine. I was singing to the cat.”

“Well. It was a WEIRD thing to do.” He backed out of the laundry room, seemingly afraid that if he took his eyes off me, I might start up again and need further reprimands.

Caden-6yr, outlining the preferred behavioral standards once again.

Maybe one day I’ll measure up… but it might not be very fun.

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