Tuesday, August 30th, 2011
Ever since he was born last November, Jack has never been afraid of anything. In fact, things that should scare him to the point of crying are actually the things that make him laugh. On the other hand, when people try to make him laugh by being silly, he just sort of gives a blank stare, as if to say, “What? That’s all ya got?”.
Just to be clear on what doesn’t scare Jack, I often speak to him in my Freddy Krueger voice while making my Freddy Krueger face, saying things like, “How’s this for fine dining?” while feeding him his bottle. Or during playtime and he’s crawling on the floor I’ll chase him while crawling myself, again in Freddy Krueger mode: “Come here, son. I eat babies for breakfast!”. And he grunts with delight.
One particularly fun and unsafe game I play with Jack is when I throw a thin blanket over him. As he tries to remove it, waving his arms, he looks like a generic ghost from Scooby Doo. It usually only takes a few seconds for him to reappear and as soon as he does, he’s always laughing.
With that being said, we finally found something that scares Jack. Recently we ate at a restaurant meeting some friends for breakfast. Oddly enough, the place we ate was adjoined to a PetCo pet store. So we decided to check out the live animals for some Saturday morning entertainment.
Jack loved the dogs, birds, fish, and even the smelly weasels- or were they ferrets?
But on our way out the door, we realized we had totally missed the cats when we had entered the PetCo. As I held Jack in my arms, walking closer to the caged cats that happened to be at Jack’s eye level, he started crying a different kind of cry than I am used to hearing from him. It wasn’t “I’m hungry” or “I’m tired.” Instead, it was the rare “I’m scared! Get me out of here!”.
In particular, there was a black cat with green eyes that started creeping toward Jack. Though in a cage, it really freaked him out. To be fair, the cat truly was a bit creepy; all panther-like and whatnot.
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*These pictures were taken at a random mini-amusement park in Lodi, California; the same city that was featured in the 1969 song “Lodi” by Creedence Clearwater Revival, containing the lyrics, “stuck in ole Lodi again.”