Nick loves our cats. In fact his first word was not Mama or Dada. Nope, his first word was kitty. You can see where we stand on the importance scale. Of our two cats Dodger still thinks of Nick as the plague, but Oliver is really good with him. He’ll just sit there and let Nick pet him or brush him. Luckily Nick never went through a phase where he would run and face plant into the cat the way my brother did (although he did go through a time where he thought the way to pet the cat was by hitting him), but Oliver is so good with him. I’d say that the love between the two is mutual.
Last Sunday Nick still wasn’t eating well because he was getting over the stomach flu. I was doing everything I could think of to try to get a little food in his tummy (a hungry Nick can be ugly). We were upstairs in his room and I was giving him some fruit snacks. He ate about two before he was done. I gave him another one, but he didn’t want it, so he decided to try to feed it to the cat! It was so cute watching him putting the purple fruit snack up to Oliver’s mouth. Of course Oliver wanted nothing to do with a fruit snack. I laughed and told Nick that fruit snacks were for little boys and not kitties. Then I told him that later after nap (because it was just about nap time) we could get kitty’s snacks out and give him a kitty snack.
Well, fast forward a few glorious hours of Nick sleeping. When Nick got up we had to run a few quick errands, and then we came back to the house. Nick was in a really good mood, so I just let him play while I sat down at the computer to do some work. Then I heard Nick rummaging in the cupboard where we keep his bubbles (and he knows it). I expected him to bring his bubbles over, but that’s not what happened. I looked over expecting to see him walking towards me, but instead I saw him on the floor trying to shove the bag of cat snacks into Oliver’s mouth! He then looked back at me and gave me a look that said, “You said I could give him a snack!” What could I do? I walked over, opened up the bag, and handed him a snack to give to Oliver. Then, with his mission accomplished, Nick was off playing again. I couldn’t do anything but laugh.
I have to say Nick can blow me away with how smart he is. I was shocked that he had remembered that I had told him we could give Oliver a snack. I was even more shocked that he knew where the kitty snacks were and exactly which thing they were. I rarely give the cats treats because they’re very large cats. I really just use them as a reward for Oliver because he gets really bad mas in his fur and he hates having them pulled out. I guess I should already start watching what I promise this kid!
Does your little one have a special bond with your pet?