Monday, January 28, 2008
We are all reeling from some shocking news.
Lyalya. Sweet, cute Lyalya... is a BOY! I'm feeling equally stunned about a.) not having noticed this rather obvious fact before now... and b.) Lyalya isn't a "she," but rather a "he"!!!
Once you've used feminine pronouns with your pet for a half a year, it's quite hard to all of the sudden switch! And our "concept" of Lyalya is that she's a girl--oops--he's a girl--but he's not... and well, you see how this starts to get complicated.
I was in the middle of tutoring my two 11-year-old girls while Lyalya lounged on his back next to us. (Gosh, it was hard to write "his" instead of "her" just there!). One of them remarked that her bottom looked a little odd--"Is THAT (and you know what I mean) her behind?" For the first time, I actually looked at her (HIM! Drat! HIM!) and quickly realized that not only was it not a bottom, but that she/he actually had testicles... and was shocked. There was no denying it!
The girls went running to their moms and we all tried to digest the news! Katya was home, playing in another room. We told her and she went pale. She started to cry as I tried to explain to her how we had been wrong all along--that Lyalya hadn't all of the sudden changed gender. "But didn't she like being a girl? Why did she have to go and get a p----?????" She felt personally hurt, as if this oversight had anything to do with the cat's feelings for her.
Needless to say, as soon as they're old enough, both cats will get immediately sterilized!
We now need to rethink his name. Calling him "Lyalya" is like calling him "La-la" or "Sweetie-poo" in English. That just doesn't jibe with that new anatomy we discovered today. Perhaps "Lyalik"...
This is all just too funny to me. I remember getting some sex ed lessons myself when my parents got me guinea pig as a child. (How old was I, Mom? Fourth grade?) We had Inky, a girl, and then we got Bertha, a girl. Turns out that Bertha was pregnant--quite a surprise. The other surprise was Inky's loud desire for Bertha--and her hot pursuit of her that always took place during dinner time--right next to the table. My parents had certainly never intended for their benign purchase of guinea pig to open up the panacea of questions regarding homosexuality!
Natalia's home... And now we have to break the news to her.
Wonder how Chris will take it, too!
Oh, Boy... (No pun intended... Truly!) Natalia is rather intrigued. Upon verification, she declared that she wanted to switch cats with Katya because, "I love boys. So she's, um, he's mine." Uh-oh!!