My name is Luka

I'mma gitchoooooo
Originally uploaded by XO, Isabel.

Hello Internet. Meet Luka. Luka is my six week old kitten. She's a feisty little baby. I would, however like to address a few things.

Dear Luka,
You are just so adorable. I love the way you seek me out and want to cuddle. I do, however fear your baby claws. You see, you like my face. You especially love my lips and nose. When you snuggle next to me in bed or on the couch, you reach out and want to place your paw in my face. Just a gentle touch on the nose or lips. Just to let me know you're there.

Luka, oh, Luka. This is so sweet. But, please...PLEASE refrain from then digging your claws into my lips and chin. I know you love me. And don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. There is no need to have a grasp that sharp. I'll love you forever, I promise.

Luka, I'm aware that you're a kitten, a toddler, if you will. I know that you like to play. My hands, however, aren't toys. They're not for biting or clawing. That's what all those toys I bought you are for. When I direct you to your toys, you play. Good girl. Remember, hands are for petting or getting you big scoops of food into your bowl. Or to fill the water bowl that you elusively drink out of.

Luka, I like my sleep. As a matter of fact, I like it a lot. It's precious to me. So, at night...you know? When I want to sleep. Please do not play tag with my; hair, nose, lips, hand, toes, boobs, belly, legs, ankles -- ANY body part. Thanks.

Luka, you're cute. I can't wait until you become a lazy cat that sleeps. All. The. Time.

In the meantime, please do not be mad at me when I have to "train" you. Yes, this will mean that inevitably, I will have to get that water bottle out and spray you as you dig your little claws into my nice chocolate wood furniture. Or, for the fifth time you try and wedge yourself into one of the furniture drawers. How'd you figure that one out, anyway? You're one smart little cookie.

And Luka, don't ever forget about that old saying about curiosity and the cat. I'm not predicting nothin', I'm just sayin'.

But, Luka, it's my job to make you feel safe and keep you happy and healthy. I promise I will do all of those things. Even if it means having to spray you in the face with water or even look you in the eyes when I say "NO" when you bite my finger.

XO,
Isabel

Comments

[regina]

I love that poem.. we have 2 cats, one is about 8 months now, and we still can't sleep at night. After a 4 weeks holiday we came home to find all the cupboards in the bedroom open with all the clothes pulled out... is that a sign?? take care and good luck!
~r