Those of you who have more than one pet in the house know how favorites can be picked by those pets…. how one person will get all the attention from one particular animal and be ignored by the other(s), or how each animal tries to commandeer your attention and keep you from paying attention to the other pet(s). The ins and outs of high school cliques must have their inspiration from how pets handle their humans.
Three cats live at our house: two inside, one outside. The two inside kitties, JuJuBee and Flufflepuff, are supposedly by son’s cats. Well, JuJuBee is, except when she wants the food dish filled at 4am or when she needs to makes sure I’m tucked into bed at night and wants to make sure my neck is warm by laying across it (which was a lot more comfortable when she was a kitten).
Flufflepuff and our outdoor cat, Mr. Kitty, seem to have adopted me as their human as well. I would like to call them Yin Yang cats, but… their stories are too similar.
Flufflepuff is JuJuBee’s brother. He’s nothing like her. Where she’s brazen and convinced that everything is for her to enjoy, Fluffle is terrified of pretty much any sound, movement,… probably even thought. We’ve had him in the house for about a year now… the first several months we had to keep him in a dog kennel because we needed to know we could catch him for vet visits, neutering, etc. Two months ago, I finally was able to touch him without bleeding (profusely). Now… he follows me around the house, begs me for hugs, and oh… the purring.
Mr. Kitty was (still is mostly) a feral cat that had latched onto our house because I leaving food outside for our rebel-without-a-clue cat, Stimpy (who died last year from… well, choosing to go outside during really bad snowstorms and old age). I can pet Mr. Kitty; he runs in terror when anyone else comes within sight, then “mrrps” (quite pitifully, I might add) at me when he gets brave enough to come out. He too follows me around, gets under foot, and the purring…
If the studies really are true about purring… I am one of the healthiest women alive.
I also feel… well, spread thin sometimes. The two furry gentlemen in my life are pretty possessive. When I go out to feed Mr. Kitty, he will dance, and hug, and purr, and basically show me how wonderful he thinks I am, complete with mice, moles, birds, etc. and a tail full of burdock seeds (and probably ticks) to decorate all my clothing. When I go to bed, I am drowned in cats and am woken to wet noses on my face as the sun rises… Fluffle and the Jellybelly Girl (my nickname for JuJuBee) literally take turns demanding attention. It’s sweet, and normal… it’s what cats (and people) do.
It’s a social animal thing, and the fact that it can make me feel so emotionally weary sometimes makes me wonder… am I not a social animal?
Just wondering…. It’s not ask if I want to get rid of any of the furry folk at our house. If Mr. Kitty misses one of his usual three to four visits a day, I worry about whether he got hit by a car (I’d bring him inside, but there are… issues involved). Fluffle and Belly make great foot warmers, and they love to play together so much, just watching them brings joy.
But it does make me wonder…
Anyway, it’s time for the “real” reason I’m writing this post… a:
Of my original goals, I met each one at least once, but I missed a day here and there on every one.
- Writing, I managed one day of new fiction, scoring about 250 new words.
- Time with characters/storyworld — a bit better here. I managed something each day, and today at while walking on the track, I came up with a cool scene for Alanii’s training in the Guard
- Pushups/general fitness — Swimming Monday, some walking yesterday, push-up training plus track and swimming today…
Of my added on goals…
- time with camera daily… not only on target, but I think I got some amazing shots
- French and German daily 10 minutes — I missed yesterday and I’m behind on my German even more. I need to spend another 5 minutes to get on track today
- MOOCs… no progress.
So, not a bad check-in. Could be better, but… it’s still mostly moving ahead. That’s my ROW80 check-in. There are other ROWers out there who need your support and would love a visit. Find them here!