To ask you how you spoil your dpet?

[Aprilshowersarecomingsoon]

Just popped home at lunch time to check on dpets.
Ddogs happy to see me as per, dcat smelled my salmon /cheese wrap and decided to sit on my plate and share it. Not content with just that he wanted to lick the lid of the rice pot for dessert. So I patiently sat and held it while he enjoyed the raspberry sauce also!
Sometimes not this indulgent with the dc!!
Do you humour your dpets?

After the high winds dh saw 'a good stick' on the street 'she might like' so brought it home
I absolutely love this!
Mine get spoiled rotten - a fortune spent on treats, presents wrapped up at Christmas, cuddles on demand, pork pie cut up small as treat, they hog my bed while I get backache from sleeping in awkward position. Wouldn't swap them.

I am allowed to stroke them a lot when they feel that they need it as the good slave that I am. I will get meowed at if I don't do it quick enough so I try to comply as much as possible. I am also allowed to give them tuna on a regular basis and an occasional toy, preferrably filled with catnip. I am also allowed to stop with my crochet project after their highnesses have played with it and torn it apart.

God, I love them so much. It must be some form of stockholm syndrom.

I apologise to mine when leaving the house without him. He curls up with me every night in bed and loves sleeping in his special spot in the sun on the sofa on a blanket folded in such a way so that is has no uncomfortable ridges.
When am working from home I allow him his preferred role as laptop holder - he lies across my lap and I balance the laptop on top of him.

I let my cat sleep on my bed even though I am allergic to cat hair
No cat flap so when he goes out I leave the back door open a crack as he doesn't like being shut out, gets cold in winter
If I make toast, he has his own slice as he likes to lick the butter
Always get him his own fish when I go to the chippy
The last 2 are for my benefit too as it means I get to eat in peace

My cats love dreamies and the cat sticks you can get. In fact she plays fetch with it and I have to throw it and she brings it back to me

My Lils 😍😍 7 year old Scottie.
Has recently had an operation for an abscess so plenty of fusses. On settee first night with pillow and blanket and all 3 of us watching her sleep.
Rest of time on dad's bed, in a blanket
Fresh water every hour (won't drink even slightly old water)
Scrambled egg for breakfast, ham with her anti biotics
Were on a no telling her off rule ATM which basically means she can do anything - as she's still not 100 pc better, were just glad she's getting back to herself

Normally , gets carried to and from bed in the morning (dad's room)
If she's sleeping on sofa one of us will sit elsewhere and not disturb her
As soon as she comes in wet, dry with big towel and cwtch til she wriggles. She's not a cwtchy dog and much prefers being free. Fed best food, including any chicken we have

In an attempt to teach Dcat how to jump I put a towel over the radiator, lifted his front paws onto the towel and then made steps with my hands so he could clamber into the windowsill. He has long since learned to jump and poach the other cats food from the window but if I'm at home he will just sit in front of the radiator and meow at me until I help him. I know he can do it because he comes running and jumps straight up if he hears a pouch of cat food and yet I still jump out of bed for him like a mug when he wants me...

Both cats get to sleep on our bed. Our bed is quite big so one gets to sleep between the pillows and the other at the bottom of the bed.
Our youngest cat/kitten was a rescue so when she was little she used to crawl up and sleep near my neck. She doesn't believe in personal space. She's now a lot bigger (see picture).
She also likes collecting socks.

Furry bastard is currently slumbering peacefully upon a £68 fake fur blanket, which is wrapped around a £50 pillow, which is on the coffee table, blocking the remote control from working. The heating has been on all day to keep him warm.

Our bed has a £7 quilt and £3 pillows.

If Furry Bastard decides he wants one of the £3 pillows for a bit, all he has to do in march upstairs and shove one of us off by bodyslamming our heads with his large, furry arse and then gently piercing the other's scalp with his tiny pointy bits so he can then occupy all the pillows and we sleep on the mattress.

Twat Cat has his own little homes built out of cardboard boxes and decorated. He had his own yurt made of raspberry canes, a fleece and a pure wool jumper for a while. There are cushion laced under most radiators and all surfaces are clear, lest he should decide to stand upon one.

Whenever DP cooks, he feeds the Furry Bastard first. When I cook, he gets to test the ingredients are up to scratch before they're prepared for human consumption. He has two surfaces from which to supervise any cooking. But no human is permitted in the kitchen whilst the other is cooking, because they'll get in the way.

DP reckons that if he dies first, he's going to ask to come back as one of my pets. I've said at least I'll be able to run my fingers through his hair in that event.

However, if you asked the Furry Bastard, he'd probably say that he is completely maltreated, half starved and nobody loves him.

(Twat Cat is also a tabby. I wonder if it's a genetic sense of entitlement, as I've found them to be the most demanding of preferential treatment?)