And we did not tell Rachael that Oscar is her brother (I mean, what kind of weird (or weirder) parents would we be?). Nope she came up with that all on her own. On the way to church the other day, Rachael told her her auntie Jennifer that her brother was still at home. When asked who her brother was, she replied simply: “Oscar” (or “Oxser” or something similar). Hehe. Anyway, Rachael loves him, more than me now I think (poor me). She used to run to me as soon as she walked into the house from school and give me a big hug, now she ignores me and runs to torture the cat instead. Not that she is entirely wrong for doing it, as he deserves it sometimes (just kidding, no animals were harmed in the making of this post. Calm down peta).

I think I was suckered into getting Rachael a pet though. And I think it was more that just being suckered into it. I’m sure it was a conspiracy aimed at slowly breaking down my opposition to it. My mom, for one, got a dog and kept taking advantage of my daughters formative mind by telling her things like “daddy needs to get you a pet, or he doesn’t love you.” And Alina went to the animal store to buy some mice and strategically place them in our house to eat my candy and chew on my cables (I think I even recall a threat being made toward my Xbox 360), and after I could no longer stand the threat of mice chewing up my Halo, she batted her eyes and said that we needed to get a cat to catch the mice so that my gaming future would be safe, and of course I agreed, I mean who wouldn’t. See. Rock solid evidence of a conspiracy. Not that any of it ever happened, or did it?

So now I have one more thing around the house that I’ve got to use a spray bottle on to teach a lesson. Not that I’d ever squirt Rachael to get her to do something. Oh, who am I kidding, of course I would. Too bad the thought didn’t occur to me until now, it might have been very worthwhile (and I’m positive it would have been more entertaining).

Also, I do think it’s kinda funny that I had posted about a cat named Oscar who looks just like the one we’ve got now who predicted someones death. Hmm, I hope it’s not the same one.

In a follow up story, the police were called out to his home the following day (by a third party) about the stench and noise of his other animals. They removed “11 dogs and 43 cats and kittens from Teague’s home, which had feces and urine-soaked furniture, hundreds of empty cans of food and litter boxes full of feces.” This was on top of numerous dead animals wrapped in towels and laid in the freezer.
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I’ll tell you what though; some people are crazy about their pets. They treat them like humans or better than humans in some cases. I mean 100mph through freeways and side streets for cat while putting the lives of human beings at risk by your recklessness is way over the line. Too bad this guy didn’t have Oscar around to warn him of the deaths of all the other kitties, or maybe that would just have lead to more danger to the public at large by a crazy pet owner.

Anyway, all this does is confirm that cats are smarter than dogs. Because even if this cat can’t see death coming, at least scientist could argue it for a cat whereas nobody in their right mind would attribute such a thing to a dog.

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