Tuesday, April 20
Random blithering
Garfield
He's left the building, and is now being indoctrinated at Ft. Leonard Wood, MO starting his training as a soldier and MP.
Animal personalities
The cats have been offering all sorts of amusement lately. Hairy has been yelling mercilously at me the past few days. I make sure he has food and water, and then I see if he just wants attention. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't. I have no idea what he's wanting. It's a pain to hear him yelling in the bathroom at 3AM just because I got up to pee in the middle of the night.
Sparx brought some KFC honey barbecued wings and offered me a taste. I ate one, wasn't impressed, and tried to throw the bones away. Hairy, smelling the food had been hollering for a taste. Well, I missed the trash can, and he literally pounced on it. This being the middle part of the wing, with the two bones, we were left with
one bone left to clean up after. I really wasn't that worried about the bones when he grabbed it, since I knew he had been getting into people's garbage for food before, so I figured he'd know better. The next day, he's coughing up clear foamy fluid. I'm thinking, oh my God, is this cat going to survive the bone? Three times he did this. The next day, he acted like he was going to do the same thing, although right before that, it sounded like a human inhaling through his nose and sucking down nasal congestion. I have a feeling, it was just that. Mucus from his sinuses, which meant that he must have been feeling pretty horrid from it. I've been suffering from a cold this past week, so I can comiserate. He's been fine since.
This morning, we had the windows and doors open, airing out the house a little bit. Grizelle, Ms. Imperious came in through an open door, ate some food, drank some water, and then marched past the open kitchen door, the open TV room door, into the computer room to demand that I open the front door for her to be let out. I thought she might just be wanting attention, but no, she didn't want to be held. She wanted out the front door. Damn cat!
Then later I go outside watching Greybeard go hunting for lizards. He gives up and gives me some loving around the ankles and goes to lay down, just enjoying being out with me. Something both kittens love to do. After getting some other chores done, and dragging the two final empty trash cans back to the house, I pick him up, and he decides to wrap himself around my neck and rub his face against my hair and shoulders, trying to root a bit, purring up a storm, and just have a ball. I showed The_Rose what was going on, but as soon as he saw her, he jumped down, like he didn't know who she was. He went to her, rubbed her ankles, and let her pick him up for a minute. Then he had had enough. We went to lunch after that.
Kali's been just weird. Sunday, right before I was taking my shower, I was scratching her head, and while it wasn't loud (I felt it, and had to put my ear down to hear it) she was actually purring. That's something that I don't think she's really done since the kittens entered the house, a year ago.
Overall, Hairy tolerates Grizelle and Greybeard, Greybeard mostly tolerates Hairy, Grizelle and Greybeard are fine with Kali, in fact they would love it if she would play with them, and Kali's finally tolerating them for the most part, although Kali seems to tolerate Greybeard a little better. He's actually snuck up on her close enough to play with her tail, and when Kali found out, she didn't get too mad. Kali absolutely does not like Hairy, and I'm not sure what Hairy's take on Kali is. When there's a fight (we hear one about every other day), it's between those two. And I'm not so sure that it's a fight, but somebody (Hairy it sounds like) ends up screaming. Of course, Hairy screams even if you step on one of his tufts of hair on his foot, not on his foot.
Permanent link posted by bytehead @ 4/20/2004 02:18:00 PM
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