Man Blames His "Evil" Cat For Getting His Wife Pregnant | "...The Little Sh*t Is Smarter Than Our...One Year Old"

Man Blames His "Evil" Cat For Getting His Wife Pregnant | "...The Little Sh*t Is Smarter Than Our...One Year Old"

What can you do when the household cat is plotting something against the humans? This man found that out the hard way.

Dogs may be the loving, fluffy, adorable four-legged friends that get into innocent mischief. After all, they're quite known for their silliness. The same cannot be said for their counterparts - the felines. If you ask most people, they will tell you that sometimes, cats can be very affectionate and loving. But other times, they're just there to wreak havoc on the humans and force them to kneel to their superiority. And that is exactly what one Reddit user learned when he found out that his cat got his wife pregnant. 

On the subreddit, Today, I F***ed Up, an exasperated husband shared the story of how his wife got pregnant with their second child even though they had both decided to wait. He said, "Technically this happened about three weeks ago since the test just came back positive..." before offering some background to the story. "Last year my wife and I had our first child. It was a less than ideal pregnancy that had her dealing with weeks of bed rest due to preeclampsia with severe features. It wreaked total havoc on not only her physical health but her mental health as well. Fortunately, everything was all right in the end and she gave birth to our healthy 4lb 2oz boy just shy of two months early (who’s doing fantastic now)."

"Due to the difficulty of this first pregnancy and concerns over COVID, we decided it was best to put off kid number two for at least a couple of years. She started birth control shortly after giving birth to be sure we had no surprises, but the pill tends to make her very sick and she wanted to lose weight, so she stopped taking it. We thought rubbers would be enough, but that’s where our cat comes in..." he said, as he finally gets to the meat of the story. 

"Our cat is an evil genius. I seriously think the greasy orange little shit is still smarter than our nearly one year old. He gets into everything, and I do mean everything. No door, drawer, or cabinet can stop him, and if he knows where something he wants is he WILL find it. It’s so bad that for weeks after adopting him I thought there was a poltergeist in the house because each morning I’d wake up to find every single cabinet door in the kitchen wide open! So how did I f**k up and let him impregnate my wife?" A question we all share, surely. 

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"Well, my first f**k up was storing the condoms in the same drawer as the Q-tips, which he loves to get into and shred apart. He must have seen the box of Q-tips in the drawer when I put my rubbers away because not even an hour later I stumbled upon a horrific scene of chewed plastic straws, shredded cotton fluff, and shiny gold condom wrappers scattered around the gapping drawer that once contained them... I didn’t think anything of it at the time and just cleaned up the destroyed Q-tips and put the condoms that had spilled everywhere back into their box without a concern in the world," recalled the user.

"We ended up having some sexy time later that night, and I vividly remember stumbling into the dark bathroom, opening the said drawer, and blindly fumbling around in the box to pull out a condom (as was the routine) thinking nothing of what happened earlier. That is until fast forward a few weeks to just the other day, when my wife was complaining of nausea and tender breast. We immediately shoot each other a concerned glance as this ain’t our first rodeo, and she felt the same way before discovering her first pregnancy. She still had a half-empty box of tests from the year before and decided to take one just to be sure. Followed by another one... and another one... all positive," he added. 

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"We start wracking our brains wondering what happened when suddenly it hits me... that damned cat. I ran over to the bathroom drawer where I kept the condoms, dumped out the box on the counter, and started to inspect each miserable little foil square. Sure enough, several had noticeable scratches, teeth marks, and even full-blown punctures in them... which leads me to f**k up number two, not checking to see if the cat chewed on any of my rubbers weeks before when he had gotten into that drawer..." he concluded, mystery solved. Now, he has an insane story to tell their second child. "Can't wait to explain to my new son or daughter one day that they owe their existence to the family cat!" he exclaimed.