I have finally heard it all! I can’t believe what was just on the national news. I wasn’t going to write tonight because the fibromyalgia is flaring up today and I took some medication to try to get the nasty headache to go away. But after watching the news, I couldn’t help myself . . . I had to share this.
We’ve all heard of FaceBook and the like. People meeting people. It isn’t for me, but I can understand it. It would be a good way for someone like my son to make friends. I understand the human need for companionship. I’m really grateful for the way the computer lets us stay in contact with people who aren’t physically near us.
Well, now there are similar sites for dogs and cats!
You read that right – sites for dogs and cats to contact each other via the computer. They have conversations – “woof, woof”. They list their likes and dislikes, their hobbies and such. There are animals from a lot of different countries, even China, who are listed on the sites. At least we know it isn’t just Americans who are a bit strange at times.
Don’t get me wrong. I love animals. I have a cat. I’ve had a dog or cat in my house since I was a kid. I’ve done gerbils, mice and fish. I feed the birds. I even talk to my cat. But I know that when my cat “talks” back, it isn’t a conversation. A friend gave me a mug one time that explains it pretty well: 2 cartoon frames, both showing a woman talking to her cat. Frame 1: What we say “Now Fluffy, you know you’re not supposed to go on the counter.” Frame 2: What cats hear “Lalalalalala.” It’s kind of like when you have a child who doesn’t want to hear what you’re saying, so he puts his hands over his ears and makes his own noise.
I’m not saying dogs and cats can’t communicate. I’m sure they do, one on one. Lots of tail wagging and sniffing. Maybe a few barks or woofs. They are in control of their communicating. But if they aren’t controlling the computer, they aren’t the ones communicating. I don’t care what anyone says, I will never believe that. (If they are the ones controlling the computer, the world is even stranger than I thought!)
It brings back the “Wife Swap” show I saw the other week. The one where one of the wives was more deeply involved with her dogs than her family. She ran a kennel but also had three of her own personal dogs that had a better life than some people I know!
She fed the animals fresh meat on real plates; she fed her family fast food on paper plates. She didn’t let the dogs out – they were paper trained and her husband was the one who had to clean up the papers. She spent time in the jacuzzi tub with the dogs every day. She had the dogs sleep in the bed with her; her husband slept in the guest bedroom. She even dressed the dogs up – spent more money than I see in a year on clothes for the dogs. Oh, don’t forget the salon trips for grooming and getting nails polished. She was a lulu!
That headache I mentioned is trying to get my attention, so I’d better go put some heat on my neck or something. Maybe, if I ask really nicely, my cat will come and comfort me – then again, he’ll probably look at me and think: Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala!