Busy busy kitties
The weather has been cool but decent and it’s keeping the cats busy, hence the lack of visibility here. With warmer spring weather comes all sorts of activity outside for us humans, and the cats love nothing more than ‘helping’ us with various spring tasks. It seems that no matter what we’re doing, there is a certain tuxedo cat right at our heels, lending expert advice or quite possibly, making for all kinds of distractions. It was really nerve wracking trying to stain a fence with his incessant need to be underfoot all the time, and heaven forbid we should venture into the attic space in the garage without his guidance. The one thing he really isn’t particularly interested in helping with is mowing the grass.
And of course, let’s not rule out the fun of the occasional early morning adventure of ‘Bird Chasing’ in the house. I swear I often rue the day Mike made that cat door……
simply because we never anticipated the fact that once Bustopher captured some poor critter who was being forced to become his friend that he would try to bring it inside to play, or share with us. We have chased more mice and poor panicky birds around our kitchen than we care to recall. And let’s not even talk about the ones that require no chasing at all.
But then again, they both have free reign for going in and out without further destroying the screen or making us nuts with the opening and shutting of the screen door.
And there is the new scratching post; this has been a huge source of amusement and mischief.
Bustopher’s favorite game is something we like to call ‘Cat Spinning’. He lays on the base of the post, grabs the center and yanks himself around and around, propelling himself with his back feet. I’m sure it feels great to stimulate his back with the pressure and the pile of the carpet, but if you happen to toss a few toys on the post as he spins, well, the mischief level amps up considerably. Often we see some pretty heated rivalry going on over who gets dominion on the post at any given time. Bustopher, being the Beta, simply acquiesces regularly and Harmon sits proudly by the post, appropriately regal, when he gains the upper hand. It’s not like he wants to use the post, really; he just wants to assert his Alpha.
There are moments of peace and camaraderie too.
Here they contemplate the huge crow that landed outside on the patio. I can imagine their conversation:
“Look at dat huge bird!”
“Are you gonna go get ‘im?”
“No way….YOU go get ‘im!”
“No YOU!”
“Maybe we both stay here and pretend we don’t see ‘im”
“Oh good idea….Dat ok wif me”
I don’t blame them for laying low. The scratching post is way more fun than chasing a huge bird with a sharp pointy beak.















