I love my Sirius radio. Lately I've been listening to talk radio instead of music. Sometimes it's NPR, sometimes it's FOX News, sometimes it's Martha Stewart Living. OK, fine. A lot of times it's Martha Stewart Living. It could be that I listen to it enough that I know the phone number by heart, but I'm not saying.

I've noticed that many of the shows on MSL don't always have a lot of callers, especially the ones about pets. That has to be hard as a host, filling all that empty air. Today while listening to a segment about pets I realized they again did not have enough callers. What's an ornery, bored housewife to do?

I called them.

My call was immediately answered and I was immediately put on the air.

My question? Oh, well. Oscar the cat has been persnickity and wants me to pet him while he eats. If I don't pet him, he'll take a few bites, then come hunt me down and complain very loudly.

The host went on for two minutes about why I should just let Oscar complain and not give in. Then I followed up with, "So you don't think it's something traumatic that's happened to him? You think it's just behavioral?" And the host went on for another two minutes.

Apparently he thought I was an idiot who was catering to a cat. In reality I was laughing on my end because, hello? Yes, Oscar really does that, but do I care? Yeah, nurturing. That's me. Maybe I'll put that on a t-shirt: I nurture.

And, ladies and dad, that's what ornery, bored housewives do with their afternoons.