Dear Cat Lady;
I have a huge crush on a boy from school. I thought that he didnâ€™t have any idea that I existed, but my friends dared me to friend him on Facebook. It took him more than two weeks to accept the request, and now heâ€™s behaving so weirdly. Heâ€™ll do nothing for a week, and then â€ślikeâ€ť all of my pictures, and then nothing for another week, after which heâ€™ll leave ten posts in a row on my wall. What is the deal with this guy?
Please help â€“
Dear Cat Lady,
Iâ€™m sending you a picture of my kitten, Fazoola, dressed up as a heart (complete with pumping blood!), because Valentineâ€™s Day is coming upâ€¦ and I have Valentineâ€™s Day problems (besides all the fake blood staining my couch). I looked at my boyfriendâ€™s browser history, and all Google-shopping-signs point to him planning to celebrate our love by buying meâ€¦ a blender. A blender! Itâ€™s like he has some sick fantasy of me whipping up his protein powders in the morning â€“ but let me tell you, I have more self-respect than that. How can I convince me to buy him something that I actually want?
Not Willing to Whip It
Dear Whip It,
Have you ever seen a cat get its way? Say, for example, that youâ€™ve hidden its favorite catnip chew toy on top of the refrigerator. Does the cat whine in front of the fridge, making pathetic, futile jumps up towards the inaccessible place, as if itâ€™s the refrigeratorâ€™s fault, not yours, that the toy is out of reach? No way â€“ that type of behavior is strictly for the dogs. More
Dear Cat Lady,
Thereâ€™s this game on Facebook where you can take care of a cat, raising it from a tiny, fluffy kitten to an adorable doddering oldster. You earn points to buy it cute costumes by brushing it, and if youâ€™re playing on your iPhone, the whole device starts to vibrate in an electronic purr!
Anyways, itâ€™s adorable â€“ and addictive. Marcus Purrelius, my â€śsecond lifeâ€ť kitty, is the best thing ever. Anyways, I keep seeing ads for another game where you can take care of a boyfriend in a similar fashion. It vibrates, too! Should I give up on my hopeless quest for a â€śreal lifeâ€ť boyfriend, and just have a digital one instead?
Love and digital hairballs,
The Electronic Cat Lover
Dear Electronic Cat Lover,
As you know, Iâ€™m no digital guru (unless you count knowing how to extract a computer mouse from a catâ€™s stomach â€“ Didums ate one once in an act of extreme literal-mindedness). More
Dear Cat Lady,
My boyfriend is cute, smart, and funny. He even likes cats, too! Well, he says that he likes cats, although I think that he doesnâ€™t feel the same level of devotion to them as I do. I mean, he doesnâ€™t even have any calendars with pictures of kittens on them, which is, like, step number one for cat lovers. Anyways, my only problem is that heâ€™s a HORRIBLE kisser. Seriously, itâ€™s like heâ€™s hoping to find some leftovers every time he approaches my mouth. Is there any way that I can stop him from acting like a vacuum cleaner?
Girl with Nearly-Purrfect Boyfriend
Just as there are dog people and cat people (or, I should say, dog â€śpeopleâ€ť and cat people), there are also dog kissers and cat kissers. And far too many men fall into the dog kisser category â€“ sloppy, slobbery, and saliva-saturated. More
Dear Cat Lady,
I hope you like the pictures of frolicking kittens that I sent you, because you certainly donâ€™t want to see a picture of me! I donâ€™t know why, but Iâ€™m really, really not photogenic. Every picture turns out looking like the mug shot of a crazed carnival barker with lipstick. So thatâ€™s a general life problem, but the specific problem is that my boyfriend is spending the semester abroad and wants me to Skype with him! Iâ€™ve avoided the issue so far, but heâ€™s getting suspicious. How can I keep him from running into the arms of foreign hotties when he sees my Skype-born monstrosity?
Contemplating Bag Headism
Dear Bag Headism,
A long distance relationship is a complicated thing. At least, thatâ€™s what I tell my cats whenever they want to go outside. How could I cuddle them if they were romping about on my neighborsâ€™ rooftops? More
Iâ€™m attaching a picture I took myself, of my little kitty, named Walrus, finishing eating a whole gingerbread house that I made out of compressed cat food! Isnâ€™t he so cute? Anyway, Iâ€™m writing to ask what the right New Yearâ€™s resolutions are for cat ladies.
Have a very merry hairball!
Sister in Cats
My dear cat-sister,
A very merry hairball to you, now and throughout the year! Hereâ€™s my list of resolutions, but feel free to modify them when you make your own list. Neither cats nor cat ladies have herd mentalities. More
Dear Cat Lady,
My boyfriend always buys me geeky tech stuff for Christmas. How do I tell him that not only does every single MP3 player and digital camera come in silver â€“ when he should know that I only wear gold â€“ but that he should just buy me jewelry instead?
Gadgets are is Not a Girlâ€™s Best Friend
Because youâ€™re obviously a devoted reader of my column, Iâ€™m going to assume that you have already tried all of the classic SWOT-team maneuvers (that is, Sex (Withheld), Orders, and Tears). If your boyfriend still insists on buying you tech stuff, youâ€™re going to have to move your game to the next level. More
Dear Cat Lady â€“
I have a big problem! Iâ€™m trying to follow your advice of knowing what my boyfriend is up to at every second, but my boss keeps yelling at me for texting at work. Should I tell him that keeping track of Milo is more important than handing him the exact right scalpel every single time?
Surgical Nurse with Boy Troubles
Dear Surgical Nurse,
You havenâ€™t got boy troubles â€“ youâ€™ve got boss troubles. More
Dear Cat Lady,
I was snooping around on my boyfriendâ€™s computer â€“ I just wanted to find out if he had pictures of his ex-girlfriends in compromising positions, or if he were secretly storing videos of the Miss Teen USA pageant â€“ but I found something so much worse! He has all sorts of pictures of me that heâ€™s Photoshopped with lights and wires and weird uniforms so that I look like a robot or an android or something! Gross, right? What do I do â€“ or is it my fault for spying on him?
Dear (allegedly) Non-Robotic Girlfriend,
What about me made you think I would be mad at you for spying on your boyfriend? I try to dispense my life lessons and wisdom accumulated through years of bending men to my will. More
Dear Cat Lady, OMG OMG OMG I just found out that the boy I like can see EVERY TIME that Iâ€™ve visited his online dating profile and he wasnâ€™t even supposed to know that I knew about it in the … More
Dear Cat Lady,
My boyfriend ignores my text messages! I send him 30 or 40 every day, and Iâ€™m lucky if he sends me 10. He says itâ€™s pointless and annoying to text me so much, but I loooooove the thrill I get when thereâ€™s a message from him! He just doesn’t understand!
xoxo, Texty Lover
Dear Texty Lover,
You boyfriend gives you one text for every three texts you send? Well, guess what â€“ thatâ€™s why I have three cats. More
Here at Crushable, we’re of the opinion that you can learn valuable lessons from both good and bad examples. That’s why we were more than happy to learn that our friend Sadie wanted to do an advice column for the site. Actually, she didn’t ask. She just sent over fifteen hand written columns in an envelope covered in cat hair. Here is the first. Of many.
Hello Crushable. Yesterday, I was reminded that most people donâ€™t have as much common sense as a newborn kitten â€“ and they donâ€™t open their eyes much further, either. I was at one of those networking dinners, which are useless except for the fact that you can claim them as business deductions on your tax returns. I mean, the guy sitting next to me didnâ€™t even have a job! How am I supposed to network with that? Especially since he wouldnâ€™t talk to me, even though I had spent a full half-hour before I left home getting the cat hair off of my sweater. Well, getting most of the cat hair off of my sweater â€“ who cares about the back of the sweater? And then, to top it all off, when I told him to not let the waiter take my plate while I went to the bathroom, this jobless guy asked, â€śWhy did you order an entrĂ©e if youâ€™re not going to eat it? Are you a vegetarian or something?â€ť
Seriously, unemployed man at a networking dinner? First of all, I had to explain to him that Iâ€™m not a vegetarian. Iâ€™m a cutetarian. I donâ€™t eat anything thatâ€™s cute. More