A Bad Day in Spanky and Baby’s Relationship

This is Harper’s alien baby doll.  It is really just a baby dressed up like an alien, not a baby alien…  At least not to my knowledge.

In other news, Spanky (our cat who was named Skanky before we had a baby) swatted Harper for the first time today.  She has been grabbing fist fulls of Spanky’s hair for a while now, despite my attempts to encourage her to gently pet the kitty.  I must say, she has been better about not pulling on the fur.  She moved on to the bell on Spanky’s collar.  She grabs it with such enthusiastic vigor and shakes it like the cat’s neck is her rattle.  

Spanky had enough.  She is 12 years old and 16 pounds.  She eats.  She naps.  And she is no body’s rattle.  She swatted the baby in the face.

I heard Harper cry from the kitchen, and I came running, a day late and a dollar short.  I had never heard her cry like that.  I don’t think she was crying as much from the minor scratch as she was from the rejection.  She really loves the animals.  It was pretty sad stuff.

I thought maybe this would not be as bleak as it seems.  Maybe Harper would learn to give the cat some space.  I was wrong.  The saga continues; Harper goes for Spanky’s collar, Spanky is annoyed, but not wanting to move, the tension builds…  Ugh.

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5 responses to “A Bad Day in Spanky and Baby’s Relationship

  1. Liz Massey Gendel

    Thanks for the alien baby picture! Harper is bold, huh? That’s admirable. I didn’t know about the G-rated pet name, but I think it’s great.

  2. Al Herrmann

    Spanky? Poor Spanky. New name, new Alpha-baby. Poor Harper.

    Maybe all of this would be solved if both Harper and Spanky wore little boxing gloves all the time. No grabbing, no scratches.

    I looked up “Skanky” on my OS dictionary: one of the sample sentences is “his friends were the skanky types who hang around skanky places”. Not sure that passes the “Use this word in a sentence” test. Kinda like saying “This house is housey”.

  3. Al Herrmann

    I don’t know why it says I left my comment at 5:12am. It’s 10pm here, only midnight where you are. And it says Liz left her message at 10:11pm, which is only a minute before I left mine, but hers was there, I’d imagine, hours before mine was. I was kinda thinking I’d been abducted by aliens last night, and now I’m in a time warp? WTF?

  4. Al Herrmann

    Oh, and I don’t know if they were baby aliens or not. I suppose they could have been.

  5. milkymilk

    It took us forever to find a G-rated name for Skanky. I’m glad you like Spanky, Liz. She responds to it, so she must like it, too.

    Harper is bold. That baby has no fear. So, we must keep boxing gloves on her at all times. She does not like it, but it is for her own good 😉

    Al, rest assured you have not been abducted by aliens, baby or adult. (At least not that I know of.) The time on this blog is all wack-a-doodle. Wack-a-doodle as in, “Hey, that is wack-a-doodle!”

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